"...and perhaps if borrowing is not natural there is
some use in giving" (Gertrude Stein). I cannot describe
this scene, for instance. To give it words makes
it small, perhaps even sordid. And I am afraid
the memory will not survive the reasonable light
of sentencing . . .
Re member: He plays the sad bits well. Persisting through
mistaken notes and incorrect timing. Each pause
in the wrong place makes me hold my breath, wanting
him to go on, afraid that he will stop, afraid he
How do musicians turn their music into notation?
(this could be the wrong question), at . what . point .