fusion
Old fusion albums. Listening back, a lot to learn there. Sometimes it’s just meandering, people testing the edges while forgetting about the center. At other times, it’s greatness. Risk becomes […]
Old fusion albums. Listening back, a lot to learn there. Sometimes it’s just meandering, people testing the edges while forgetting about the center. At other times, it’s greatness. Risk becomes […]
About thirty-five years ago I played the Moers Music Festival in Germany. The band was one of Eugene Chadbourne’s wild inventions. Ashwin Batish, Jonathan Segal, Brian Ritchie, and, most importantly, […]
The older I get, the more important cat-cow and cobra seem to be. Squats too. Balance, flexibility the body’s way of reminding you it still wants to participate. When I […]
Rewriting both my framing doc and the book. It was inevitable that the feedback would go this way. It’s also amusing that my supervisor is able to read what I […]
I ask my daughter to eat more vegetables she shoos me away. So I place cut red peppers before her and they disappear. I place cucumbers before her, they vanish. […]
To wonder about consciousness is to get tangled inside one’s own awareness, to play a kind of Sherlock Holmes with the endless inner dialogue that never pauses, never lets go. […]
“But it hurt so much to play stand up bass. I’ve got real thin fingers. Stand up bass is really hard. I used to shoot heroin and be able to […]
Reading through my novel for its first round of edits. So far, so good – no nervous breakdowns, no setting fire to the manuscript, metaphorical or otherwise. Thirty pages to […]
Two young musicians went to visit an old master known for having played with legends but now teaching in obscurity above a hardware store. They asked him, “How do we […]
The last time I saw Paul Dutton we were standing on Bloor and he was excited about my PhD addressing an improviser who wasn’t good. He had great magic improvising […]