Here’s a scene – I am washing dishes and have the stereo blasting from the other room at pretty high volume so I can hear the music over the sound of running water and clinking dishes. I’m listening to the…
This year for the Spring recital, my students chose folk music that was significant for them culturally or otherwise. They transposed the music for their instrument and in many cases also wrote arrangements for two, three and four instruments. I’ve compiled…
Sometimes, in order to listen big, listen deep to music, we need to step back and first listen to the sounds of silence. This morning as I sat in silent meditation with about 6 other people, I became aware of…
I attended a performance of The Pianist of Willesden Lane recently at Portland Center Stage. It was one of the most touching and moving experiences I have had in the theatre. What made it so? Listening with an open heart.…
The Listening Library: Haven, Refuge, Home Memories from my undergraduate days at Indiana State University: hanging out in the Listening Library. When I wasn’t in a practice room (or playing pinochle in the lounge area), I was in the Listening…
Driving to swing band rehearsal last night, Baritone sax player Kate and I got to talking about Prince and his sudden passing. I am saddened by his death. His music holds a special place in my life, as it does…