Saturday, February 17, 2018
The moon floats above the pine trees
as you sit on the veranda in the cool evening air.
Your fingertips move lightly along the flute.
The melody is so lovely that it makes the listeners weep.
But wisdom's flute has no holes
and its ancient clear music is beyond emotion.
-- Hsueh-tou (980-1052)
at 2:17 PM
Saturday, February 10, 2018
Saturday, February 3, 2018
All of music is an attempt at communication between human hearts and minds; at the very minimum the creator reaches out to and through the performer, and both of them reach out to the listener . . .
-- Robert Shaw
at 2:03 PM