Musings, amusing or otherwise

    As a writer, I try to discipline myself to do what I call “flow writing” every morning, at least fifteen minutes worth, just to get goin...

  Have you ever seen or heard a 78 rpm record? I’m guessing not because the record industry stopped producing them in 1959. I do have a chil...

  So it’s been a while since I last blogged. It goes without saying that 2020 has been a difficult year. I could write more colorful words t...

Last Saturday morning was extraordinarily beautiful – the second day of Spring, in fact. I was asleep in bed and the sun was shini...

The new normal. One hears those three words a lot in this strange time of coronavirus crisis. Everything has stopped. The Archbis...

It is very strange to sleep in on the Lord’s Day and not have to rush out to my parish where, on any normal Sunday, I accompany ...

As a composer, Bob Hurd has always grounded his creative work on liturgical need for the worshipping community. He never w...