disgust is spawned by many sources / among them the violation of a barrier / inside made out / pus out of skin / a prolapsed rectum / a compound fracture / and so perhaps it is why I felt disgust / while driving down Sunset Boulevard / that in my field of vision a transient man / shoved a person-sized planter over onto the sidewalk / motivated by what I do not know / its insides spilled out onto the pavement / amongst the shatter / the roots like intestines / suddenly sprawled, distended / scattered / uncontained / ruptured / I did not know how to respond to this thing of beauty suddenly and senselessly made waste / and yet that is how some might view him / a soul undone and beyond salvation

During much of my PhD program in music composition and theory, my percussion playing was really out of shape. In the midst of some demanding coursework, I barely had the bandwidth to practice for outside performing projects I was hired for, so a lot of fundamentals practice fell by the…

When I meet someone for the first time, and they find out that I’m a musician, they inevitably ask if I play, sing, or teach. I mention that I am a percussionist, and for many non-musicians, they often don’t know what that entails. My go-to explanation is that percussion includes…

[on girl groups, queerness, and growing up gay] As a young boy, I loved The Spice Girls. What’s peculiar is that I was never embarrassed about it, or any of my other very un-boyish obsessions (such as Skip It), especially given my self-consciousness about almost everything else. …