Spring is almost here, and the snow is becoming squishy and loosening its grip. Since moving back to the east, I am reminded on what four real seasons feels like. Coming from coastal British Columbia, there is really on 3 seasons, fall spring, and summer, with only hints at a real Canadian winter. I like a real Canadian winter – the slumber is good for my creativity, and the spring breaths life into my vitality like no other.
I am fresh from a lesson with on of my musical heroes Osvaldo Golijov. He was in Toronto for a few engagements with the TSO, and he was gracious enough to make room in his schedule. I played him 2 pieces that I feel represent my work best (Dying Ain’t Bad Y’all and Jack) and he seemed to really love them. He only had good things to say and asked me “how did you do that?’. We talked for near 2 hours about all sorts, and before we parted, he singed my score of Tenebrea. Fancy meeting him indeed.
I am in a good place. Things are moving nicely.