Holiday Plans

In anticipation of a bunch of calls from well-meaning friends and colleagues wondering if Roscoe has people to spend Christmas and New Year's with, I'm glad to say I was able to put him in touch with a great-nephew named Dave Thornby who lives over in Middle Village in Queens and does something with finance, I believe. Unbelievably, he and his wife Phyllis didn't even know who Roscoe was, but they're excited to meet him. They have two cute little kids, a dog, and a couple fish, and just seem like really nice people. Roscoe says that last year he spent Christmas meditating in some uncomfortable position and had back cramps for weeks, so hopefully this will go better for him.

Not the Thornbys, but it might as well be

A Salute to Forward Thinking

One drawback of achieving recognition as one of the old masters in your own time is that people often falsely assume that you are fully up-to-date with all the trends and ideas circulating in the contemporary musical scene.  The sad reality, of course, is that even though my mental faculties have not diminished one whit to this point, I am still far from clairvoyant.   A great deal of discourse about aesthetics and theory has moved onto the Internet and out of my easy reach.