As I am writing this, it is the Monday morning after Superbowl Sunday here in America. I had an odd experience on Saturday, the day before the big game. I was at the market in the afternoon, and as I walked up to the butcher counter I recognized I had stepped into a "man-zone". Men... Continue Reading →
On The Transmigration of Souls
I have a bit of a serious one to go with everyone’s tea and toast this morning. John Adams (born 1947) was commissioned in January of 2002 by the New York Philarmonic and Lincoln Center’s Great Performers to do the utterly impossible. He was to compose music in honor of the heroes and in memory... Continue Reading →
The Mysteries of Minimalism
Minimalist Music. Repetitive New-Age Crap. Originally, that was going to be the whole post. Then I thought I could elaborate with something like this: Repetitive New-Age Crap. Repetitive New-Age Crap. Repetitive New-Age Crap. Repetitive New-Age Crap. Repetitive New-Age Crap. Repetitive New-Age Crap. Repetitive New-Age Crap. Repetitive New-Age Crap. Repetitive New-Age Crap. Repetitive New-Age Crap. Repetitive... Continue Reading →