One Day’s Lessons:
Last night was the first time I heard jazz
Keep moving change lanes later
I resist turning into Joe Glaser
Listen to the radio
Sun through the trees
impossible to read
riding in flickering light
Ruthless compassion is the only compassion
Performing equals managing
When in doubt leave it out
Don Draper does not know where he’s going
Jon Hamm does not know where Jon Hamm or Don Draper is going
Stammerers do not stammer singing or talking to animals
David Mitchell
“She is very stooped but she is still sharp”
Hiding and Seeking
These are the glory days.
Has beens have been, being a has been confirms the journey
There is something to say
besides glory all the time. Gloria!
William Bronk
Simple is as simple does equals complex
When a house sells the garden is left behind
Pretend that you owe me nothing
We can bring back the old days again
Tom Waits
Writing starts as a lark
the calendar in another room“I feel the daises growing over me,”
the dying Keats said to his friend, Severn
quoted by Helen Vendler
Listen with the palms of your hand
Paulene Oliveros
Before Louis Armstrong I could not hear jazz
Before Louis Armstrong I could not imagine jazz
After Lee Shaw I see the journey
At the end of the day Dippermouth
is still Dippermouth
—April 1 Concert Zankel Music Center Lee Shaw Trio with
John Medeski
Listen with the palms of your hand
ReplyDeletePaulene Oliveros
My friend Katie and I saw the Trisha Brown Dance Company yesterday. We both left wanting to touch the people we know. Provide a palm as resting place for cheek. A listening touch. Hand and rough foot pad says, I'm here, hello. Music strapped its waves around our muscles and arms and torsos wanted to pull, wiggle, leap.
These are the vocabularies I want in my life: music, dance, words.