I can’t shake these lines from Stasik’s “Lullaby for the Enemy”:
You wanted this land
Now mix with it
You are my land now
Sleep, sleep, sleep . . .
Tag: music
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Recurring theme in my pandemic-era dreams: I am in a social situation with many other people, and then I notice none of us is wearing a mask. These scenes used to freak me out, even wake me up. Now my dreaming mind sometimes thinks, “not this again.” Seems the thrill is gone.
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Performance of an earlier, prizewinning composition by my son, while at the San Francisco Conservatory. (The choir sheet music is here.)
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Some music composed by my son -
The latest from my brother