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So far confirmed or (almost confirmed) for next winter: Saskatoon, Regina, Qu’appelle Valley, Prince Albert, Creston, Fernie, Kimberley, Sointula, Nanaimo, Whistler, Powell River, Osoyoos, Sechelt and Winnipeg. Waiting on seven […]

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Took apart the guts of the piano. Removed the hammers. Placed them upright in the Subaru and drove it to Toronto’s East end where an old guy is going to […]

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In Stockholm and Uppsala shortly I’m supposed to play a 45 minute set. Karl who has invited me and made all the arrangements asked me to include at least four […]

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I wasn’t expecting congratulations when I mentioned handing in my PhD writing yesterday, all I really did was hit submit. People replied as if I’ve suddenly become Dr. Wiseman, but […]

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Handed in my final PhD work at 3 a.m. this morning. The send button clicked, the file vanished into the university’s portal, and I sat there staring at the screen […]

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Once upon a time there was a man who believed consciousness was like playing the piano: he was at once the player and the listener, the hand striking the keys […]

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The other two things I most enjoyed at the Lynn Miles show at Hugh’s Room last Thursday was her fancy Nashville jacket which she mentioned once after the 4th or […]

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At Lynn Miles’s show, between sets I saw Keith Glass in the dressing room. I could tell by his eyes he did not remember me, which is understandable. It was […]

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I can easily explain what leaves me cold about a musician like Elton John, why his songs don’t hold me musically or lyrically. And yet, there he is in Spinal […]

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The telephone has several options, each however leads to an answering machine suggesting I leave a general message. I do, but also sense it probably not different than what physics […]