improvising

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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. […]

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I find it very hard these days to make sense out of what people mean when they say right wing or left wing. Once upon a time, it never seemed […]

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Sometimes I can’t fall asleep. It’s partly the strange bed, a mattress that feels like someone else’s rhythm, and partly the stress needing to be up early to drive my […]

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The new ostinato is in E major, yet it is no simple pattern. The leap of a twelfth bends the passage’s logic like a frozen river cracking beneath each step. […]

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I’m working on two new ostinatos one rooted in B, the other in E. They started off as simple loops, but lately I’ve been trying to stretch them across two […]

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Two TikTok musicians went viral for doing duets with parakeets and remixing theme songs from 90s cartoons. Between them, they had five million followers and seventeen brand deals. After a […]

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sex work is work sex work is exploitation israel has the right to defend itself palestinian liberation is anti-colonial black lives matter all lives matter they them pronouns are valid […]

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Slipped through my birthday unnoticed at Gore’s Landing, just the way I like it. Sweaty magic was the show. No air conditioning, just heatwave inside a old schoolhouse that moonlights […]

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Esmé got her haircut. There was a lot of haircut talk avant et apres. Magali said it’s like Farrah Fawcett. Esmé said who is that? Then she looked her up […]

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In the Blue Rodeo life I used to play long improvisational solos framed by the organ and drums. A zillion nights doing that with Cleave Anderson and later Mark French. […]