A short film from the Woodland poems, “A Swift Willing Light.”
We went for poetry— but left with a a decent hike and a song idea I worked on this week.
An ambient song for the crew of the Argentinian submarine San Juan.
Throwing down a dance beat thinking about cherry blossom picnics.
Last year, I had a New Year’s resolution to “Write a Song”. I know nothing about how to do this and it did not happen. A week ago, in some bout of procrastination, I started once again delving into some […]
With hardly a ticket left to the ballet, we visit the Opera House for wind concert of which I only remember the unruly crowd and not a thing about the music.
As is often the case, it is what you are not looking for that turns out the most interesting.
While the anarchists were getting busy to trash our city, a whole different thing was happening over in Gasworks: morris dancing!
Playing non-stop for the last six weeks, this is a stunning set of love songs, leavings, and sad.
A modern opera provides an excuse to visit Vancouver, I just wish I was more excited by it.
Better in a car and better loud, it’s my current favorite band. They’re coming to Seattle.
It’s mopey, self-absorbed, high on pathetic whine and pretty much the perfect for sitting with headphones, typing while thinking about something else you’d like to be doing.