Music is a mystery for people who play it, write it, listen to it, and write about it. The only thing I can really do when I try to say something about music is assume.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Kitchen Girl, Restless Corpse
This is from a concert that our son Ben and his friend Claire played last night. The first song is traditional, and the second is one that they wrote together around the time of Halloween, hence the name.
Thanks to Ben and Claire. Their combined energy lifted me out of a terrible case of afternoon ennui. Truly, they play as one. I'd like to see Claire play with a Cajun band.
I am active as a composer, a violist, a violinist, a recorder player, a CD reviewer, and as a teacher. I began my professional musical life as a flutist, and spent a lot of quality time as a baroque flutist, but both of those instruments spend their time tucked away in a drawer, while my violin, viola, and my viola d'amore are often tucked under my chin.
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Thanks to Ben and Claire. Their combined energy lifted me out of a terrible case of afternoon ennui. Truly, they play as one. I'd like to see Claire play with a Cajun band.
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