Academia friends said these types questions the PhD committee probably. Q: Isn’t improvisation as ontology just a metaphor? Q: If everything is improvisation, doesn’t the term lose meaning? Q: Your […]

Eldon didn’t look at the keys; he knew their geography better than his own palms. He wasn’t here to play a nocturne, he was here to disappear. For months he […]

He was a very good trumpet player. He spent years learning how to put air into metal and get admiration for it. This worked….until someone wrote a sentence. Not even […]

The horror movie gig rolls in and in one part I’m supposed to play “Three Blind Mice.” No problem. Later, I glance at the contract and my lawyer’s masterpiece says […]

She still listened to Bach, Schubert, the clean geometry of sound she had lived inside for years. But something else started pushing in. Music with fewer rules and more nerve. […]

He wasn’t always sad. That would have been something we could point at and name. Instead he was a low drag, like walking through syrup nobody else could see. Everything […]

He decided early that Philip Glass was too simple. Just insufficient. The kind of music that seemed to repeat itself because it ran out of ideas and hoped no one […]

He met her in a hallway that smelled like old coffee. He wasn’t sick. Not in the way that required urgency. But something had gone wrong, a fainting spell, the […]

She began to notice the voice it in the middle of a scale. “Too tense.”“Again.”“Why are you rushing?” It was not loud, but precise. Familiar in the way some criticisms […]

Throughout the tour I stretched each day in hotel rooms. Lot of cat cow, lot of planks. Some shoulder stands. Not much headway unfortunately for the sore hamstring and sore […]