Comments on: Shards

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 31 May 2006 22:48:04 +0000

I believe you’ve already got this one.

Check the Numbers: Rumors of Classical Music’s Demise Are Dead Wrong By ALLAN KOZINN
NY TIMES May 28, 2006

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Wed, 31 May 2006 06:41:32 +0000

Good luck on your tours this week and next.

And I too should recommend my dentist to you. He doesn’t inflict pain and no children coming out from him crying nor screaming.The hygenist hands are soft and they make possible that your minutes w/ them is pleasant.
Yes, you can read your book in his office because the music is classical and you won’t hear any drilling sounds across the waiting area.

By: TCho

TCho — Wed, 31 May 2006 04:32:07 +0000

I should recommend you my dentist.

By: Jo

Jo — Wed, 31 May 2006 01:01:13 +0000

You forgot Christopher’s chicken!!!!

By: Anonymous

Anonymous — Sat, 27 May 2006 18:48:57 +0000

Jeremy Denk? No such article on Wikipedia. You’ve got a job to do

By: Christina

Christina — Fri, 26 May 2006 16:51:04 +0000

your thoughts about how a piece changes every time we play it reminds me very much so of derrida and his writings on how we have been conditioned to think of the book as some kind of “totality.” same goes with music, i’d think. if you ever get a chance to read “of grammatology” (though it may require a little more silence than a noisy office), i highly recommend it.

By: Carol

Carol — Thu, 25 May 2006 04:28:07 +0000

Happy Birthday! I just had mine – and I’m working on the principle of subtracting years until I stay at 27 – seems like a good age to hold on to!
Yes, reading is a joy that can be experienced anywhere – BUT – A DENTISTS’ OFFICE?! ACKKK! The sound of the drillsssszzzz (whatever happened to the revolutionary, painless lasers?) , and screaming children having their braces tightened – NO! My favourite places, – on my large garden swing with an iced coffee, on my bedroom windowseat, or on the North Shore beaches of Long Island. My favourite sight on the island is driving west on the 25A, coming over a hillcrest at the Sunken Meadow Beach entrance – seeing Conneticut from across the Sound on a clear day – the sunsets in the summer are incredible.
How to define time passed? – Forever in photographs of children as they grow up, and videos of years gone by that have forgotten moments. Precious and humorous memories of pets that have passed through my life, or that still make me laugh, or give comfort when things may be difficult. Friends and family at different stages in my life, trips taken, or different cities that I have lived in ( and FROZEN in – Winnipeg – minus 40!). Now, I have to invent and define a whole new era which has brought me back to playing music again – which is a source of happiness.(I can’t be a tortured musician trying to interpret composers works – I’m not good enough to worry – I’m just happy if I can learn my part well enough not to mess up in orchestra!)YAY! IT’S ALMOST SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!!!

By: hari

hari — Wed, 24 May 2006 16:52:06 +0000

you’re so right about reading. a good book can really transport you, it’s like taking a vacation without the hassle. you have such a beautiful way with words, write your own book.

p.s. if you decide never to break another dish, you must buy them at “fishes eddy” currently located at “gracious homes.” i don’t know what they’re made of, but i haven’t chipped or broken one in years.

p.p.s. HAPPY BIRTHDAY

By: R J Keefe

R J Keefe — Wed, 24 May 2006 14:47:18 +0000

Bravo!

By: Jim Scofield

Jim Scofield — Tue, 23 May 2006 17:05:21 +0000

I’ve always loved Faulkner for taking me away.

And I love your blog. The language, words, images, and rhythm are very satisfying. There’s rhythm again. Sometimes it reminds me of Knut Hamsun.