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Here you will find our thoughts and musings about music and life, and maybe a link to an article or website that piqued our interest. We might express strong opinions, so hold on tight! It's all a journey, and we're constantly learning...but isn't that the point?



Tale from the Tour --


We had an amazing tour in Kentucky! One of the most surreal moments came while we were at Jo's parents' house, waiting for a pizza. We were fiddling with the radio, trying to tune in to the interview we'd done the day before, when the pizza showed up. Jo asked the pizza girl if she knew the station number for WEKU. She perked right up and said, "Yes. They were just interviewing this amazing group called the TangleTown Trio. They played these beautiful songs, 'I Wonder How and Island Feels' and 'Reflection.' " We looked at her, open-mouthed for a second, then said,

"That's US!"

She points at Jo and me and says, "Are you two the ones who've known each other forever?"

"Yes!" we squeal. It was so cool!



Classical music is for absolutely everybody!



Because life, like music, is about the journey...



Here's a bright idea! Make downloads of sheet music easily available for a nominal fee, like iTunes. What a benefit to both composers and the musicians looking for their music!


What it means to be an advocate of New Music...It's an amazing thing to be the first to experience a new piece, as an audience member or musician. Will it become the next Madama Butterfly, or Beethoven's 9th? Probably not...but it might!



Water Lilies

"I was strolling through the Cleveland Museum of Art, enjoying the magnificent paintings and sculptures- a lovely way to spend a rainy fall day. After rounding a corner in that labyrinth building, I found myself startlingly near a wall of paint which jumped off the canvas in huge sloppy globs of greasy color. Clearly I had made a turn out of the beauty of Renaissance figures and into some modern exhibit. Not wanting to disturb my placid afternoon with violently splattered colors, I quickly crossed the room in search of the nearest door, only turning at the last moment to take a farewell glance at the room.



I was stunned. There, taking up the entire far wall was that most famous of Monet's paintings: the Water Lilies. Had I really been allowed to stand so close to such a priceless masterwork? How could I have failed to recognize it? Weighed down by these thoughts, I sank onto a nearby bench.

We have all seen this painting hundreds of times- on calendars, on greeting cards, screen savers… my roommate even had a high-quality framed poster of the work. All lovely, yet none even touched on the breathtaking reality of looking at the actual work of art. Even at a distance, the paints leapt off the canvas, creating a depth which pulled me in, making that pond feel more real than the sharp white walls which were actually around me. Moving to another bench closer and to one side, the painting changed entirely. Mesmerized, I lost myself in that one painting until the museum closed. Since then I have seen Water Lilies a hundred more times, but now I feel disappointed with looking at these dull attempts at reproduction. Sure, they are pretty, but they are copies of art, not the real thing. A painting can only be art, can only move us as was intended, if we stand in its presence, breathe the air which touches it.


As a musician, I realized that sound, even more than painting, requires life. A recording of great music, like a poster of a great painting, is very enjoyable, but it is only a pale imitation of the experience of a concert. Music is a living art form, meaning it only exists in the moment it is actually being created by living musicians. When that moment is gone, so is the art, belonging only in the souls of those lucky enough to have been living in that moment. Music must be live."


~Jo Nardolillo 2006



Traveling, and Performing Music

by Judith Cohen 2010

The ephemeral quality of a live performance is hard to accept. A performing musician spends hundreds of hours working to master notes, rhythms, harmonies, and then there is the whole world of "interpretation". Struggling to be true to the composer's vision, but bringing one's own personal view to the work. The performance might go well. In the pianist's world, the instrument is almost ALWAYS different each time, and often presents challenges to the performer. Audiences provide a special energy of their own, and no performance environment is ever exactly the same.
After many years of traveling to remote, tiny towns, some foreign countries, playing on almost EVERY kind of piano in almost EVERY condition, I have come to embrace the ephemeral magic of performing. I like to think of myself as a nomad of the universe, baring my soul to countless strangers, plumbing my own depths and trying to get the most music out of every instrument I touch.
Sometimes, when a recording has been made of one of those ephemeral events, I listen to the music coming out
of the mysterious machine, and try to relive each moment . I cling to a well shaped phrase, a glistening scale passage, a thundering crescendo. But I eventually have to let it go into the universe, trusting that next time I will worship even more devotedly, and with more inspiration, at my piano-shaped musical altar.
Every day, I feel how lucky I am to have a life in music.