The second soul
what is the language of home? I’m not sure how many languages were spoken in the village that would become Waco, Texas at the time of its founding in 1849....
reunited
and it feels so…essential Life these days is brutally beautiful in a tiger-mice-and-strawberry kind of way. Heartbreaking things keep happening (neighbors,...
“restoring hope in our hearts”
asking for a little help Friends, I’m passing on a letter I just received from Ryan Taylor, general director of the Minnesota Opera. Ryan is a longtime...
Glacial
ice, fire, and the hands of strangers Hey there. I know haven’t written anything for like three months. Right now it’s all so much, so much grief and anger -...
Using our words
Words are sacred. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones, in the right order, you can nudge the world a little - Tom Stoppard What a day was...
Intertwined
“aber hie und da jemand zu wissen, der mit uns übereinstimmt mit dem wir auch stillschweigend fortleben, das macht uns dieses Erdenrund erst zu einem...
Hi, Society
leave the door open The Soul selects her own Society —Then — shuts the Door —To her divine Majority —Present no more — Unmoved — she notes the Chariots —...
Road repair
The work of staying connected Well, hello there. It has been a minute. Almost twelve weeks, as it turns out. It’s been…weird? I was excited in July to take a...
The whole picture
where do you look? not the whole picture Cool drizzle falls on this atypically mild July day. Looking out from our porch, you see land green and grateful for...
Living on the edge
it’s precarious by design July’s coming in hot, and not just because I’m in Houston. Although, damn, Sam. On my morning walk through the tony neighborhoods...
as if
ceci n’est pas un pic Musician update: we are almost ready to release our album! After countless hours of work and days of recording last September, the...
Passion without penalty
“It is scary to think that when we see someone in a bad work situation, our mind may jump to the conclusion that they must be passionate about their work.” -...
Tell me, tell me, tell me
in loving memory of Dennis and Keyona 1975 When I was between sixth and seventh grade, the rock stations in Minneapolis transitioned to FM and became...
On track
Hey, I wrote another article for VAN Magazine! You can find it here, freshly published. There’s a paywall, but I encourage you to subscribe - there is some...
craft
a case for the scratch made mind Where else to spend the first Sunday morning in Tokyo but at the Sunday Bake Shop? This little place turns out lovingly made...
extraordinary ability: a call to action
March daily: out like a lion
My reply to violence: sorry, Lenny. Not much gives me hope these days, but I do take heart from this - I’m not seeing that accursed Bernstein quote...
dispatches from pianoland
can you see me? I wrote a thing a while back about how pianists can feel invisible. It’s strange that it happens as we sit next to the biggest thing in the...
March daily: not the enemy
following through, imperfectly I’m catching up on this list. Again. But you can’t let the perfect be the enemy of the good. I am but mortal - three recitals...
March daily: Kevin Miller
A powerhouse pianist in the middle of everything. Kevin Miller got his start as a student in the Boys Choir of Harlem (the man can sing; you haven’t lived...
