David Baker
It is dark, so very dark, at the ocean’s bottom. And yet, there is also a disquieting, wonder-filled magic in the child’s moon which hovers over these poems; an incantatory moon echoing like a lullaby, drawing on a time of innocence.
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Music Commentary Series: Jazz and the Piano Concerto — The Straddlers, Part Two
I would like to think that there are more composers working today who think of themselves as beyond category.
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