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memorial day, 2012

Excerpted from Rupert Brooke’s sonnet 1914: III : The Dead Blow out, you bugles, over the rich Dead! There’s none of these so lonely and poor of old, But, dying, has made us rarer gifts than gold. These laid the world…

rainy day

Everyone knows this picture, a demonstration of the lengths we’ll go to preserve a delicate instrument.   Don’t know about you, but I find this to be more along the lines of accurate. It’s been really rainy lately.    

half-life

This poor blog! Withering and fading from neglect. It’s been a combination of frenetic activity, other priorities, and to be truthful, not having much to say (that would be appropriate for this venue, at least). Still, I don’t mind a…

nice hat.

  As a kid, I was no stranger to being bullied. I was as weird then as I am now, only smaller, with a better vocabulary and the optimistic assurances of those around me that things improve once you get…

idle chatter

I was talking to a friend of a friend the other day and the inevitable question came up: “What do you do?” These days, there are few things I don’t do- and before you say at least I’m not resorting…

summertime

  Summer leaves the student musician with two options.   1. Get completely rusty and sound like Dorky McDorkersons come September.   and   2. Be completely invigorated and sound like RockStar McAwesomepants come September.   Like Black Sheep said:…

of note

  As the blogsophere continues to change under the fickle and shifting sands of internet cachet, one thing remains: good stuff is good stuff. The advent of Blogger, WordPress and Tumblr has made it easy for anyone with access to…

The Swan: a practice guide.

  It lives! First off, thanks to the people who bought the first guide. Here’s the second one, dedicated to a piece that means so much to so many. Next up, some Bach!