My grandmother introduced the piano to me through AM radio. She didn’t know piano, but she knew piano.
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How many times can you choose the thing that hurts before you can’t call it an accident anymore.
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Is the sforzando the registration or the dread?
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We said to the universe: Please drive faster. Said: Wait up, disaster! Maybe we have an inkling of what we’re summoning even as draw the circle on the floor.
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It’s a strange thing, to have a relationship with an instrument as complex and fraught as mine is with the harmonium.
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& now, spinning in the center of pandemic, what is celebration in an era of loss? Of isolation? She said resilience. I heard re-silence.
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The women of Wuthering Heights take up substantial space in their caustic, expansive splendor.
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Without a reliance on instruments, a capella is an independent, brave, and vulnerable form.
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My Chemical Romance allowed us to exorcise the terror of being weirdos in the suburbs, forced us to rebuild the world in the image of ourselves.
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There is magic in the dissonance.
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