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	<title>Comments on: Transitions</title>
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	<description>The glamorous life and thoughts of a concert pianist.</description>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://jeremydenk.net/blog/2005/07/26/transitions/comment-page-1/#comment-1522</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2005 21:13:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Yeah, no kidding!</description>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://jeremydenk.net/blog/2005/07/26/transitions/comment-page-1/#comment-1521</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Sat, 13 Aug 2005 19:28:40 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>zzzzzzzzzz.......crazyland&#039;s pretty quiet so far.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>zzzzzzzzzz&#8230;&#8230;.crazyland&#8217;s pretty quiet so far.</p>
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		<title>By: constantsia</title>
		<link>http://jeremydenk.net/blog/2005/07/26/transitions/comment-page-1/#comment-1520</link>
		<dc:creator>constantsia</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2005 22:44:02 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Poor Manny Ax! How do you play with a fractured rib?!! It makes you appreciate the little things, doesn&#039;t it?&lt;br/&gt;Congrats! Looks like Tommasini really likes your playing. But then again, who doesn&#039;t?   ;)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Poor Manny Ax! How do you play with a fractured rib?!! It makes you appreciate the little things, doesn&#8217;t it?<br />Congrats! Looks like Tommasini really likes your playing. But then again, who doesn&#8217;t?   <img src='http://jeremydenk.net/blog/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_wink.gif' alt=';)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
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		<title>By: Canadienne</title>
		<link>http://jeremydenk.net/blog/2005/07/26/transitions/comment-page-1/#comment-1519</link>
		<dc:creator>Canadienne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2005 22:14:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Just read about your filling in at Mostly Mozart, on short notice.  I&#039;m headed for the same fate Tuesday and Wednesday night.  Congrats on a great review in the NY Times!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Just read about your filling in at Mostly Mozart, on short notice.  I&#8217;m headed for the same fate Tuesday and Wednesday night.  Congrats on a great review in the NY Times!</p>
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		<title>By: Cathy</title>
		<link>http://jeremydenk.net/blog/2005/07/26/transitions/comment-page-1/#comment-1517</link>
		<dc:creator>Cathy</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 04 Aug 2005 15:49:11 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>When you say &quot;my brain is a deer in the headlights of contingencies, of these bizarre, strung-together, random events, emergences and subsidences of people/ things/concerns ...&quot; I think you&#039;ve given those random details a kind of musical importance -- so much so that you are mooring your ship by writing about them in this way.  It&#039;s interesting -- your blog ties all these random moments together with the vividness of your descriptions.  A noble defense of blogging! Do you know the conversation with Elliott Carter, &quot;Flawed Words and Stubborn Sounds&quot;?  He describes his music as &quot;simultaneous elements having a direct and individual horizontal relation to the whole progress or history of the piece -- that is, simultaneous elements, each of which has its own way of leading from the previous moment to the following one, maintaining its identity as part of one of a number of distinct, simultaneously evolving, contributory thought-processes or musical characters.&quot;  I suspect your &quot;detritus&quot; is fundamental and essential to YOUR musical character.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>When you say &#8220;my brain is a deer in the headlights of contingencies, of these bizarre, strung-together, random events, emergences and subsidences of people/ things/concerns &#8230;&#8221; I think you&#8217;ve given those random details a kind of musical importance &#8212; so much so that you are mooring your ship by writing about them in this way.  It&#8217;s interesting &#8212; your blog ties all these random moments together with the vividness of your descriptions.  A noble defense of blogging! Do you know the conversation with Elliott Carter, &#8220;Flawed Words and Stubborn Sounds&#8221;?  He describes his music as &#8220;simultaneous elements having a direct and individual horizontal relation to the whole progress or history of the piece &#8212; that is, simultaneous elements, each of which has its own way of leading from the previous moment to the following one, maintaining its identity as part of one of a number of distinct, simultaneously evolving, contributory thought-processes or musical characters.&#8221;  I suspect your &#8220;detritus&#8221; is fundamental and essential to YOUR musical character.</p>
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		<title>By: such stuff</title>
		<link>http://jeremydenk.net/blog/2005/07/26/transitions/comment-page-1/#comment-1515</link>
		<dc:creator>such stuff</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Jul 2005 02:59:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ok then!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;but look out for icebergs...&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;rb</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ok then!</p>
<p>but look out for icebergs&#8230;</p>
<p>rb</p>
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		<title>By: ramashka</title>
		<link>http://jeremydenk.net/blog/2005/07/26/transitions/comment-page-1/#comment-1514</link>
		<dc:creator>ramashka</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Thu, 28 Jul 2005 01:17:17 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Hey, I&#039;ll take all this and more over cabin fever any day! Wouldn&#039;t you? &lt;br/&gt;In fact, if I don&#039;t escape out of this windowless prison cell... er, practice room soon, somebody&#039;s going to get hurt. And I think this darn, stringless piano is just begging for it!&lt;br/&gt;&lt;br/&gt;Ahhhhh, much better...</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Hey, I&#8217;ll take all this and more over cabin fever any day! Wouldn&#8217;t you? <br />In fact, if I don&#8217;t escape out of this windowless prison cell&#8230; er, practice room soon, somebody&#8217;s going to get hurt. And I think this darn, stringless piano is just begging for it!</p>
<p>Ahhhhh, much better&#8230;</p>
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		<title>By: Canadienne</title>
		<link>http://jeremydenk.net/blog/2005/07/26/transitions/comment-page-1/#comment-1513</link>
		<dc:creator>Canadienne</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 22:37:38 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>ACB led me here.  Fantastic writing.  I am packing to return home after three months on the road and love the description of your bag - I always seem to end up with the Sbux receipts and boarding passes too.  Good luck at Marlboro!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>ACB led me here.  Fantastic writing.  I am packing to return home after three months on the road and love the description of your bag &#8211; I always seem to end up with the Sbux receipts and boarding passes too.  Good luck at Marlboro!</p>
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		<title>By: Anonymous</title>
		<link>http://jeremydenk.net/blog/2005/07/26/transitions/comment-page-1/#comment-1512</link>
		<dc:creator>Anonymous</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 15:04:39 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Before you got here, I heard Anner Bylsma compare the musician&#039;s life to that of a flea.  We play the last note of one concert and then *BOING* leap across great distances to the site of our next feeding.  Bon appétit!</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Before you got here, I heard Anner Bylsma compare the musician&#8217;s life to that of a flea.  We play the last note of one concert and then *BOING* leap across great distances to the site of our next feeding.  Bon appétit!</p>
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		<title>By: ACB</title>
		<link>http://jeremydenk.net/blog/2005/07/26/transitions/comment-page-1/#comment-1511</link>
		<dc:creator>ACB</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Wed, 27 Jul 2005 05:35:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>Truly, what is home for traveling musicians?  If it is &quot;where the heart is,&quot; then we are always home, as our heart must live in our music.  But that makes for a very unrooted life, does it not?  I&#039;m feeling a bit &quot;overdramatic and contemplative&quot; myself this evening, the result of two months away from Home and too many intense rehearsals, and your post added some more questions to my overloaded mind.  Thank you... (I think.)</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Truly, what is home for traveling musicians?  If it is &#8220;where the heart is,&#8221; then we are always home, as our heart must live in our music.  But that makes for a very unrooted life, does it not?  I&#8217;m feeling a bit &#8220;overdramatic and contemplative&#8221; myself this evening, the result of two months away from Home and too many intense rehearsals, and your post added some more questions to my overloaded mind.  Thank you&#8230; (I think.)</p>
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