I don’t remember her singing, ever
How music came into my life. read more / comment
Do you hear what it means (what you see)?
In the age of The Image, music is all too easily overlooked. But just as much of the instrumental Classical and late romantic music, and instrumental jazz, seems to have grown into independent musical forms right out of verbal soil, we now seem to witness rather an ongoing sonification and musicalization of our ‘visual culture’…
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A Building with a View
It stands solid as a rock near the Amsterdam’s IJ-bank, run with a firm hand. read more / comment
On Some Personal Notes
Composing takes time, gentle reader. In spite of that, here is where the ruminative composer’s feathered quill softly enters verbal blogosphere… read more / comment
Nothing if not Dutch - an Indo in an empty Amsterdam shul
A truly Dutch theme, a truly Dutch location… 
The music played, my quintet for guitar and string quartet Over the Water, means a lot to me.
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