Brian Sacawa | Sounds Like Now

I’m in Roanoke, VA this weekend performing with the Roanoke Symphony Orchestra. In honor of Valentine’s Day, our program is titled Dance and Romance and features its fair share of saxophone. (Because what instrument’s more romantic than saxophone? Really?) Truth be told, it’s the most playing I’ve ever done on a single orchestra gig. Two […]

Last night, David Simon, the creator and executive producer of the HBO drama The Wire (among other things), was the guest speaker at Loyola College in Maryland’s 2007 Humanities Symposium. Titled Urban Spaces, Urban Voices, the symposium uses Jane Jacobs’ seminal text The Death and Life of Great American Cities as its point of departure. […]

It seems unfathomable to me that it was nearly one year ago that I performed J Anthony Allen’s Hyperacusis as part of my guest artist duties at last year’s SPARK Festival—certainly an event to remember. Somehow I made it through 3 concerts, 10 different pieces of music, and a series of early morning interviews with […]

The Red Room played host to two of Boston’s finest last Friday as Tim Feeney and Vic Rawlings schooled the faithful on the sound of silence. Although Tim confessed that Friday’s set was one of their louder efforts, both musicians operated in a dynamic space that ranged from niente to about mezzo piano. Yet within […]

Martin Amis’s latest novel takes place (mostly) in a Russian labor camp and is suitably dark and dismal. Written as a confessional, the narrator recounts to his daughter his life prior to, during, and after his imprisonment in the labor camp. Most of the story revolves around his relationship with his brother, who married the […]

As predicted, the Matthew Barney event at the Hirshhorn last night drew an overwhelming crowd. The make-sure-and-get-there-early-to-ensure-that-you-get-a-ticket warnings were heeded so Alex and I arrived at 5:30pm, well before advanced ticketing began. There was already a throng of ticket-hopefuls snaking around the lobby, but we took our place in line optimistically. It was around 6:15pm—when […]