This year I’ve streamlined my rehearsal plans*. My guiding principals are: It must be possible to make and share quickly. There’s a lot to do everyday. If it can’t be done quickly, I’ll skip it and not benefit from it. Simplicity is paramount. If it can’t be done simply…keep working until it can be doneContinue reading “Rehearsal Plans (vs. Lesson Plans)”
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Overcast Sabbath
It’s overcast this Sunday As we sabbath on the deck. A few leaves let go As we creep closer to Fall. Our conversation’s stoked By a breeze blowing over breakfast. We hold hands and thank God for it all.
Just Miracles
There’s nothing natural About this world; Just miracles We’ve become accustomed to.
Boundaries of Your Glory
I could search forever And never see The boundaries of Your glory; There are wonders buried in deepest space And others I miss Before my face.
You Came To Us
Solid Word, Living Lamp, Gentle Lion, Conquering Lamb, You made this world You came into. You came to us To bring us back to You.
Anybody Weary?
Contrary to the cliche, there can be rest for the weary: Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. This gift is why “the weary world rejoices” at Christmas.
Urban
convergence of consciousness axiomatic microcosm of humanity juggernaut ascending positively teeming with dreams fear, joy, loneliness, and love
October’s Rays
October’s rays are lazy; They don’t rise-and-shine, they fall. The leaves sift them like cinnamon And they rest on autumn like a shawl.
‘Jalopy’s Most Important Audience
Last year I released a piece entitled Jalopy that is dedicated to my grandfather, Cleo “Grandaddy” Herndon, who passed away in 2009. During a trip in June to South Georgia I had the chance to play a recording of it for the most important audience that will ever hear it: Cleo’s widow, my grandmother, RosalynContinue reading “‘Jalopy’s Most Important Audience”
A Suitable Sound
The early-morning whirring of the insects Seems like a suitable sound For creatures careening ‘cross the universe to make as their sphere spins ‘round and ‘round
By Herndon | MUSIC 