The May Festival Chorus draws its singers from three different states and 92 different zip codes — a genuinely wide cross-section of a region that is deeply politically purple, not red or blue. Rather than treating that diversity of belief as something to work around, Matthew talked about it as part of the point…

…Time naturally continues to be at the forefront of my thoughts, as we slide into one of the quasi-quarterly periods that astrologers identify as Mercury Retrograde, in which the pace of time can feel like it slows to that of molasses, and we are forced to move slowly or suffer the consequences.…

…Lolly’s conclusion: music was never meant to be a thing we buy. It’s a thing we do. And the experience of doing it — together, in a room, for however many minutes or hours that will never come back — doesn’t lose value because it doesn’t last…

…While they only ever lasted four to five weeks each year, those summer trips to Nafpaktos always felt like time stopped. Part of this was the time in which we grew up in the 1980s, a time before cell phones and the internet. A voracious bookworm, I read countless books on the beach those summers, with seemingly infinite time at my disposal.…

…Somehow, a month of seemingly disconnected and random projects that only seemed to share the fact of their new-ness to me coalesced into a monthlong meditation on identity, and how it affects the ways we not only see others, but ourselves, as well…

There is an adage that was somewhat prevalent when I was in my student days as a musician that went along the lines of: “Those who can’t do, teach”. I’ve always thought there was something deeply wrong with this line of thinking. It just felt like a way for insecure people to tear down the work and abilities of others…