I’m in Houston, finish­ing up a piece for my friend Maggie, who will play it in Pasadena, Cali­for­nia in February. Pasadena is the ances­tral home of one of my pianos.  Somehow I can’t bring myself to set entire poems. The Maggie piece is just a couple of lines by Hart Crane (with repe­ti­tion, of course). … Continue reading Holiday Grouse