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The Undertone: terza rima

Posted on June 2, 2017 by John

Underneath the skin, a single notion supports how life unfolds from start to end. Beneath the bustle of the world’s commotion, it floats in just a whisper on the wind. In quiet moments, it can be detected, first here, then … Continue reading →

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You Came to Hear: rondeau redoubled

Posted on May 5, 2017 by John

The music that you came to hear: a sonic bridge that helps you cross some gulf of time no longer near, or spend as a mere hour’s loss, so in the maelstrom sound’s great fosse you find your sorrows light … Continue reading →

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3. Be born

Posted on November 14, 2016 by John

Everyone that I know was at one point born – so far as I know, all joking about hatching in the desert sun under the watchful eyes of vultures aside. I am no exception. The facts are readily verifiable: at … Continue reading →

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Music and me

Posted on September 10, 2014 by John

There are those who imagine “magical” places like they are scenes from the “happily ever after” part of a fairy tale: in a strange twist, they believe the hereafter, the great beyond, and the future tense of once upon a … Continue reading →

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Don’t Touch That Dial

Posted on August 1, 2014 by John

This morning I was a guest on the KZBL “Jamming with Johnny” talking about the Tricentennial CD and my song on it. I realized that the only other time I’ve been on the radio was about 30 years ago back … Continue reading →

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Keith Jarrett and the Abstract Truth

Posted on July 31, 2014 by John

Keith Jarrett once said that the more you know about the piano, about harmony, the harder it is to decide which note to play next. Because you’ve moved from thinking of seven possible notes (the ones right under your fingers, … Continue reading →

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A Song

Posted on April 8, 2014 by John

My ears already hear the morning lark. Listening far beyond my sight I have begun. So we absorb what we seem to not touch; it vibrates us, even from a distance – and fills us, even if we do not … Continue reading →

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