Nostalgia is a collective memory, apparently. Annual visits home now always remind me to check in on the awesome work of composer and fellow-Ohioan Brian Harnetty. I’m a fan.
This then also usually leads me pretty quickly back to my stash of Bonnie “Prince” Billy records, and albums like The Letting Go with string arrangements courtesy of–can it truly be?–Nico Muhly.
Yes, forget six degrees. The world is a very crazy game of Twister, and we are all pretty much touching at this point.

Wow, I
This post is in part motivated by the fact that “
If you, like me, are actually not attending a national performing arts convention this week, you can still consume an inspirational keynote address (while steering clear
After a couple weeks trying to think outside the box about
Along with the death of classical, jazz, rock, hip hop, et al., is even crossover (or at least the critical angst surrounding it) dead? 
I’ve been reading Shannon Hayes’s newish book 
Ah, the next long, hot summer begins. Even if you didn’t BBQ anything or drive to the shore to celebrate the arrival of the season, a three-day time out from the usual topics is an important reminder of how powerful a thing a mental break can be. Sure, we need to think super creatively about the challenges facing our field, but we sometimes also think about them from the same exact angle for too long and get a little buried in the muck of the details, no?