July 2009
2 posts
montreal dispatch
‘quel flop!!’ the headline read. three of us were gathered in my hotel room to try and translate the review of the john adams opera we were playing in montreal, the first city in a one city tour that followed the opening run in berkeley, ca. the headline needed no translation and the article was fairly merciless. and rightly so. while the music was mostly good, the libretto was...
saratoga dispatch
‘mr. roney, my name is dred scott.’ i extend my hand and he doesn’t even look over. i continue awkwardly, ‘um…. i just wanted to say that my trio was playing at the same time as your group so we didn’t get to catch your set. and uh, that my jacket noticed your jacket and wanted to be introduced.’ i put my arm next to his arm. i am standing. he is...
