a thread of history, a thread of legacy, a thread of continuity in cycles, rhythms, tradition and culture
Just Music
Vol. 34 No. 3

Earl “Fatha” Hines at The Rising Sun: new notes from 1980
You see, the story people don’t realize is, we didn’t know we were making history.

Life with my Guru, Ravi Shankar
Someone would light the incense, and sounds began: the tanpura, sitar, sarod, tabla, with a different person practicing in every room.

Wamunzo: Conversations with Zab Maboungou and Elli Miller Maboungou
It is a particular history that we in Africa, and Indigenous peoples, have endured.

The Orangery & The Lundu
And you’d ask: Why do you write about fetuses and swallows, “Ciuri, Ciuri”? Flowers, Flowers.

“Music is drawing with sounds”
The reunion of Sarah and Cohen as pupil and teacher at the age of 59 and 80, respectively, forms the heart of the memoir.

Patterns of My Father’s Voice
I wanted to make a soundscape with the rhythmic patterns of my father’s voice and cadence, as well as his poetic presentation.

I am a Cliché
She was one of a handful of women of colour working in an industry full of white middle-class men. So she felt that it was up to her to carve out her own identity.

White Noise
I would close my eyes and watch the shadows play behind my lids while the vibrations molded and shaped my dreams.

A Beat in My Head, A Word in my Heart, A Javelin Hurled in the Sky
I adjust my non-existent headphones and I add castanets, maracas, timbales, and I try to change the beat

Le souffle de la pierre
dans la sculpture comme dans la musique on retrouve la forme, le mouvement, le tempo