Clarinet

Spent the fortnight gone

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Spent the fortnight gone in the music room reworking my year’s fragments into a ‘sextet for overlapping soloists’: piano, clarinet, ‘cello, flute, oboe, and violin, each in its own language of key, scale, and color. In the first set, each solo is interrupted by its successor; in the second, each interruption is recontinued, in order. … Read more

One nice thing about

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One nice thing about my momma is, she never gets on you for what you are not doing. I mean, she never looks away from the things you do only to notice what isn’t on the plan. This is the most important thing in getting along with…anybody, and I can tell you because I copy … Read more

When I was a

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When I was a little kid, I saw a guy with one of those cancer clarinets, and I flipped out. I totally flipped out. I said to my mom, “Mom, what is that thing?” And she happened to know, too, which was the oddest thing. She said, “That’s a Bell Telephone artificial larynx, for men … Read more

I’m not conditioned to

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I’m not conditioned to be an entertainer. An entertainer pleases others while an artist only has to please himself. The problem with that is artists are misunderstood by all. I’m not interested in the clarinet but in music. we speak our emotions into music. An artist should write for himself and not for an audience. … Read more