A prophetic excerpt from The Martian Chronicles (1950) by Ray Bradbury (This first part predicted our present state....) "...I was honest...

....a moment to pause and reflect on what really matters in these strange and difficult times... Be back soon.....

Robert Gans Sr. 1930 - 2023 Evelyn Gans 1928 - 2023 I have many fond childhood memories of my dad and my stepmother Evelyn… putting up...

Once again, I've been lax in keeping this blog current. I guess I've been caught up this summer in these strange and difficult times....

It's been almost 3 months since my last post because I've been devoting as much time as possible to composing Breathing Space which is...

I recently read a collection of essays and interviews in a book entitled Contemporary Composers on Contemporary Music. I especially...

3/4/23 Update: The PCM Faculty Concert Fundraiser has been cancelled due to blizzard conditions. I was hoping for a postponement but it...

Jeff and Sandra Beck at the Grammys I haven't been moved to write an epitaph since pianist/composer Chick Corea departed, but this week I...

Confidences by Pierre Auguste Renoir Some years ago, I was asked to submit some love poems to be considered for a Valentine's Day reading...

I will be playing two sets of jazz covers and originals at the Stroudwater Distillery at Thompson's Point in Portland, Maine starting at...

La Tempesta by Giorgione (ca. 1500) I am almost done re-reading a truly great novel called A Soldier of the Great War by Mark Helprin in...

After extensive composing, practicing, planning, recording, mixing, remixing, editing and mastering, my twentieth album, Touch and Go is...

After months (and in some cases years) of work, I went into Acadia Recording Studios on June 16th and 23rd to record three original...

It's been a little over a year since I released my last album, The Presence of That Absence and almost six months since my Islands in the...

Today is Good Friday, the day Christians commemorate the suffering and death of Christ 2000 years ago. Easter Sunday is two days away,...

One day when I was home this week, I received a large envelope in the mail from The American Prize. As I had only recently submitted...

Shoulders, arms and hidden hands, The lip that curls and makes demands. Ears that hear our silent thoughts Filled with woulds and shoulds...

The Three Muses by Eustache Le Sueur It was 1917, a year before the great flu pandemic, the end of World War I, and the death of Claude...

I sit here entering 2022, feeling humbled, a bit weary, and watching the snow fall. Accordingly, my first resolution is to formulate and...

First came the sounds of nature. Waves breaking on the shore, And wind in the treetops. Then music poured from the human spirit. And...