moving: chapter eight (the other new job)

In fairly short order, a second gig has come presented itself, and I will now be teaching voice and piano lessons for Bay Colony Performing Arts Academy in Foxborough, Massachusetts. I don't know many details right now, other than I'll be giving private lessons three days a week, for what sounds like a wide range … Continue reading moving: chapter eight (the other new job)

moving: chapter five (what am i doing here?)

The self-doubt is settling in. This is not a pity piece.  I'm not sharing this to invite waves of well-wishing from all my friends back in Bloomington.  I just need to dwell a little bit on the challenges of entering a new job market. ***** I have no idea what I'm doing here.  The possibilities seem … Continue reading moving: chapter five (what am i doing here?)

one year later…

Completely by chance, I decided to check up on my blog this afternoon.  And I discovered, interestingly enough, that it had been exactly one year since my last published post. I've been told that the key to successful blogging is regularity.  Well... fuck that, I guess... Seriously, though, I don't necessarily enjoy the fact that I've … Continue reading one year later…

retirement: epilogue…

(read Chapter One, Chapter Two, and Chapter Three) So, clearly, I didn't actually quite theatre.  If I had, I probably wouldn't have gone most of the year without writing and posting anything.  As I discovered last fall (when I first declared my "retirement"), my writing output acquires a certain regularity when I'm not spending nearly … Continue reading retirement: epilogue…

retirement: chapter three

(read "chapter one" and "chapter two") I have a drummer curse.  Seriously.  When it comes to hiring drummers for shows, I am completely, absolutely, irredeemably cursed. It all started with the very first show I ever music-directed -- a University Players production of 'The Rocky Horror Show'.  I had booked -- weeks in advance, mind … Continue reading retirement: chapter three

inspiration…

It's an uncharacteristically cool summer night in Bloomington.  After a surprisingly wet spring, the summer has been a pleasant cycle of easy thunderstorms with mild, breezy days happily interspersed.  It's late, and we have the windows wide open.  I'm sipping on a bourbon and coke, feeling thoughtful and reflective, which makes this either the absolute … Continue reading inspiration…

tiger moms and such…

I wasn't going to bother reading Amy Chua's 'Battle Hymn of the Tiger Mother'.  From all the descriptions, reviews, and reactions, it just seemed too... too stereotypical to be believed... too outrageous to take seriously. But now I just might  -- April's issue of 'The Atlantic' has a series of essays regarding the book in … Continue reading tiger moms and such…