In my thirties in Clanbrassil, country silence felt like a held chord, fields sustaining themselves without resolution. I’d stand in that kitchen and think by older age this whole life […]

For years the musician booked his own tours, which in retrospect was either a noble experiment in independence or a slow-motion financial crime committed against himself. He did everything right. […]

When you start listening to dissonance it leads to querying how melodicism works or why sounds which are less sweet are unacceptable. Most pretend strangeness is best left alone. A […]

I have a friend my friend who plays some piano. He once invoked Art Tatum and I told him about this old man on YouTube that demonstrates Tatum’s lightning runs. […]

In a city where musicians practiced day and night to impress the festival judges, there was a drummer named Hank who played only one beat. Every morning, he sat outside […]

They were loud and fast. Except for Stash, the drummer, who once spent six weeks in a monastery and now said things like, “The snare is the breath.” One night […]

The band was called Patient Karma. They had a van with three working tires, and a bassist named Sage, who refused to play the root note. The others begged. Pleaded. […]

The class was discussing a news story about women supporting trans women in sports, which became a heated discussion. One student asked ChatGPT for any other historical parallels, and it […]

There either is a Parasitic host inside me making me do regrettable things or maybe another Parasitic host makes me believe regret is me and I am a victim. Either […]