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I was very pleased with the salad. Chickpeas, which I soaked and later boiled, with mint, parsley, apple, currants, red onion and cinnamon, turmeric, berbre, salt, white pepper, olive oil, […]

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Marianne knew the touring schedule better than she knew her own dental appointments. Long before official announcements appeared, she could predict where the band might go next by studying venue […]

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Rose, a violinist, first noticed the pain during a Mahler rehearsal. Small sharpness in her left foot, insignificant enough to ignore and yet impossible to forget once discovered. By the […]

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There is a story that Stalin requested a recording of a Mozart concerto which Maria Yudina had performed live, only to discover none existed. The orchestra and technicians were summoned […]

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Part of being a musician is periodically lobbing your little paper airplane over impossible fences just to see where it lands. Sometimes it drops immediately into a decorative fountain. Sometimes […]

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A week before the concert, the promoter called. Ticket sales were soft. The promoter explained the numbers. Rent. Advertising. Staffing. Guarantees. The possibility of losing money hovered over the conversation […]

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He became a janitor gradually, reluctantly, and after exhausting all fantasies involving sudden recognition. For years he had assembled a life from coffeehouse gigs, teaching lessons, wedding receptions, and the […]

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I’ve counted you infor the last time. Not out of anger.Not because the songs were bad.Not because the miles were too longor the hotel carpets too ugly. Something quieter happened. […]

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For most of his career he understood the boundaries of his instrument. He built a modest reputation on conviction. His voice carried the weathered authority audiences expected from a middle-aged […]