Thursday, April 3rd, 2014 10:53 AM
"I'll say how I think music relates to my life. I really believe that when you go to that deep concentrated place when you're playing or writing music or creating anything—when you go that deep, deep place, you're going to your "center," but it's not only your center, it's everything, it's the real reality. And the reason that music can be so moving is that if you're centered in that place when you create, then when people listen, your work speaks to them of that commonality that we all have that is our spiritual center."    ~ MARIA SCHNEIDER ~
Thursday, January 31st, 2013 1:59 PM
When life itself offers no order and meaning, the musician creates an order and meaning from the sounds of Earth which flow through his instrument.      ~ Dr Martin Luther King
Wednesday, November 21st, 2012 5:54 PM

AN ARTIST'S GRATITUDE

“When you look back on a lifetime and think of what has been given to the world by your presence, your fugitive presence, inevitably you have to think of your art, whatever it may be, as the gift you have made to the world in acknowledgment of the gift you have been given, which is the life itself. And I think the world tends to forget that this is the ultimate significance of the body of work each artist produces. It is not an expression of the desire for praise or recognition, or prizes, but the deepest manifestation of your gratitude for the gift of life.” 
~ Stanley Kunitz 1905-2006
Wednesday, January 4th, 2012 4:18 PM
TIPS FOR 2012 by John Patrick Shanley:
 
Choose Life over the other stuff. Get out of your head. Live. Dress up. Eat. Touch people. Help out. Give up. Love people. Give your best away. There's more. What's the problem? Relax. You're going to die. Throw a party. Eat off my plate. Sing to me. Meet me in the bedroom. Get a massage. Give one. Let your amazement out into the room. Pry open the box you hide your joy in. Be a poem.
Saturday, November 5th, 2011 7:03 PM
Sing, if you can sing, and if not still be
musical inside yourself. 
(from the poem "More Evidence" by Mary Oliver)
Friday, September 23rd, 2011 7:40 PM

JOHN COLTRANE'S BIRTHDAY *

 
There is never any end. There are always new sounds to imagine; new feelings to get at. And always, there is the need to keep purifying these feeligs and sounds so that we can really see what we've discovered in its pure state. So that we can see more and more clearly what we are. In that way, we can give to those who listen the essence, the best of what we are. But to do that at each stage, we have to keep on cleaning the mirror.  (John Coltrane)
Friday, September 23rd, 2011 5:36 PM

A MELANGE of MISCELLANY

 
ART has something to do with the achievement of stillness in the midst of chaos. A stillness which characterizes prayer, too, and the eye of the storm...an arrest of attention in the midst of distraction. (Saul Bellow)
 
MUSIC is the shortest distance between two points.
And it is the only way we touch infinity. (Peter Sellars)
 
Well, for me, let´s keep jazz as folk music. Let´s not make jazz classical music. Let´s keep it as street music, as people's everyday-life music. Let's see jazz musicians continue to use the materials, the tools, the spirit of the actual time that they're living in, as what they build their lives as musicians around. It´s a cliche´, but it´s such a valuable one: something that is the most personal becomes the most universal. (Pat Metheny)
 
The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes – ah, that is where the art resides! (Arthur Schnabel)
 
POETRY is the synthesis between hyacinths and biscuits. (Carl Sandburg)  
Friday, September 23rd, 2011 5:33 PM

BIG BLACK HOLES SING BASS

"One particularly monstrous black hole has probably been humming B flat for billions of years, but at a pitch no human could hear, let alone sing," astronomers revealed Sept. 9, 2003...
the pitch of the sound is about 57 octaves below middle C. 
The new-found note has been sounding for about 2.5 billion years.
Friday, September 23rd, 2011 4:36 PM

EARTHY CONCERNS Compostings of a Biophiliac

BIOPHILIA:
E.O. Wilson explains it as: the human connection to Nature and its life forces – a love of – and a need for Nature, a primordial appetite for the out of doors; nature-lust. Wilson believes that the preservation of the world lies in understanding and appreciating the wonder and awe that nature arouses.  
 
You have to listen harder to the natural world so that you can separate out the primal song from the songs of our civilization and our static. (Bill McKibbon)
Friday, September 23rd, 2011 1:32 PM

WORDS TO LIVE BY

One of the few things I know about writing is this: spend it all, shoot it, play it, lose it, all, right away, every time. Do not hoard what seems good. Give it, give it all, give it now. Something more will arise for later, something better. These things fill from behind, from beneath, like well water. (Annie Dillard)  
 
Stop thinking this is all there is...Realize that for every on-going war and religious outrage and environmental devastation and bogus Iraqi attack plan, there are a thousand counterbalancing acts of staggering generosity and humanity and art and beauty happening all over the world, right now, on a breathtaking scale, from flower box to cathedral... Resist the temptation to drown in fatalism, to shake your head and sigh and just throw in the karmic towel... Realize that this is the perfect moment to change the energy of the world, to step right up and crank your personal volume:; right when it all seems dark and bitter and offensive and acrimonious and bilious... there's your opening. Remember magic. And, finally, believe you are part of a groundswell, a resistance, a seemingly small but actually very very large impending karmic overhaul, a great shift, the beginning of something important and potent and unstoppable. (Mark Morford )  
 
Ultimately, we have just one moral duty: to reclaim large areas of peace in ourselves, more and more peace, and to reflect it towards others. And the more peace there is in us, the more peace there will be in our troubled world. (Etty Hillesum)