Monday, March 31, 2008

Settling and perfection

A bird in the hand is worth ten in the bush,
A submitted paper is worth ten on the desk,
And a real love is worth ten hypothetical passions.

Yet how is it we cannot stop from aiming higher and higher -
As if we didn't know better than to spread our wings.
But one foot on the ground child,
at least one foot on the ground,


Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Free tibet?

... and to what extent is this a question of tightening the US troop noose around China? Was this the case in Burma too? And why aren't we talking about journalists disappearing in Russia?

Friday, March 21, 2008

Ari Hoenig

So what does it feel like to be in the music?

All my concentration, all I'm feeling and thinking, everything I have is going towards creating music. People ask me about the faces I make while I play. Sometimes they even ask me if I know I'm doing it. The answer is of course no, at least not while I'm playing. My body is non-existent when I play. Like every other part of me it serves the music. I wouldn't however recommend this to others as there could and probably will be repercussions from this later on down the road.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

to K

thank you for reminding me

Sunday, March 09, 2008


It is possible to be too ambitious. If the bar is set too high, sub-standard may still fall far beyond the reach of the need to shoot oneself in the foot!