I’m exploring an interesting psychosomatic illness—rapid heartbeat, dizziness, confusion, and even hallucinations in the face of too much beautiful art.
Last weekend I helped judge scores for the upcoming Spark Festival of Electronic Music and Arts here in Minneapolis. I can’t guarantee that my findings are universal, but in any case it was a tremendously enlightening couple of hours.
I’ve been in Paris and Prague, on “vacation” from the AAR, visiting friends and exploring cities that I don’t know very well, hoping that may spark a measure or two of music that needs to get written soon.
What’s really interesting about Facebook from a new music-minded perspective is how many people involved with new music are there.
An artist’s view of a fellow artist has a different kind of validity than a critic’s or scholar’s.
When was the last time you saw an orchestra musician flash a little leg at Carnegie Hall?
The Japanese soundscape, whether in the office or outdoors in the neighborhood, is neither particularly silent nor even relatively quiet—it’s full, rich, and for the most part quite noisy.
If your music were a game show, which one would it be?
As is the case every time I see an opera, I am seized anew with
the desire to write and produce my own.
If having only seven million viewers is a failure, how can anyone succeed? It’s a question of scale.