Music (to listen to)

starchild (from ghost quartet)
the astronomer (from ghost quartet)
the photograph (from ghost quartet)
subway (from preludes)
natalya (from preludes)
the first symphony (from preludes)
pierre (from natasha, pierre & the great comet of 1812)
no one else (from natasha, pierre & the great comet of 1812)
sonya alone (from natasha, pierre & the great comet of 1812)
charming (from natasha, pierre & the great comet of 1812)
grendel & mother (from beowulf)
hrothgar (from beowulf)

room/transnational global capitalism (from all hands)
koto funk (from five days in march)
a blue polka small dress (from the sewers)
secret (from all hands)
sleep (from terrors on the moor)
time (from the laundry)
malfunction darkness (from space//space)
the sandwich (from sandwich)

and there is more:
selected theatre shows

octet (2019)
ghost quartet (2014-17)
natasha, pierre & the great comet of 1812 (2012-16)
preludes (2015)
don't stop me (2015)
black wizard / blue wizard (2013)
space//space (2012)
all hands (2012)
beardo (2011)
three pianos (2010-11)
beowulf - a thousand years of baggage (2008-11)
clown bible (2007)
(the 99 cent) miss saigon (2006)
the sewers (2005-7)
sandwich (2003-9)

solo music

terrors on the moor (2009)
the laundry (2006)
carera (2004)
ves (2002)
halloween (1999)
early stuff

remember, remember, when the artist was an anonymous drunkard, unwashed and unshaven, slaving over their sculptures in a bubonic haze, begging their dinner of meat on the bone, crusts and rotten cabbages, and in the moonlight sleeping with blossoming blushing barkeeps on beds of stolen wine? and never ever once believing that they deserved anything more than this? that anything more was possible, or even desirable?

perhaps: artists dont actually, really deserve to be paid for their work, any more than the bleeding mother deserves payment for her just suddenly breathing child. what is nice and what is deserved, are just, not, the same.

take it! take it! take it!
i dont want it!

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