Tagged With: rehearsal
There and back again
It’s been such a long long time since I’ve allowed myself to feel the wonder of my own buoyancy. Sing a B-flat major chord to the sun as it dips below the western horizon. Play and snap and thunder through two sets of Charlie Glasspool’s excellent music with four excellent and complex human beings. Floating propelled on a […]
sitting bones
This morning’s cold has made the rain weightless. As I watch from my third floor window I can feel the pull and flow of ocean, save that it’s air – currents made visible by tiny crystals of frozen water. The north wind, playing. My walk at dawn was full of the promise of this; I’m […]
the joy of stupid
I awoke into one syllable: Um. And then another: Agh! What day is it? Saturday. Um? holiday weekend; shoes to kid for 9am, studio; funeral at 2pm; kayak & good, time at home Where am I? Full Moon. You are in a full moon. Um. And then I remembered how much rich, satisfying fun I […]