Songs Without Words


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I picked up Willem Moolenbeek: Songs Without Words: classical music for tenor saxophone back in June 2001 during our annual street sale. I’d actually heard the title track on the radio recently & was a but surprised to find it on sale. At that the people at the house worked in radio & got slews of cds. A nice set of sweet stuff including things by Mendelssohn, Rachmaninoff, Vaughn Williams – either written for or adapted for the sac. Pleasant enough & nice to hear sax so structured – no jazzy riffing here.


teal panties to go

Operetta Weekend with work by Offenbach, Strauss, Lehar: Die Fledermaus, The Merry Widow – I bought this at Sam’s for .99 way back in September 1995 – I’m not an opera fan, though I have come to enjoy it as I get older but there’s no opera moments that work the way a great symphony does for me. This is an easy introduction compilation with the likes of Joan Sutherland singing loudly.


face up to it cloth & cigar

Pro Arte Guitar Trio: Arabesque – Debussy, Satie, Ravel. This dates back to June 99. Relaxing guitar versions of some of my favourite pieces by these composers.Perhaps pieces done too often but here they are fresh and appealing. Satie’s Gymnopedies must be one of the most recorded classical pieces of all time – I have dozens of versions jazz, pop & classical on dozens of different instruments – piano, guitar, flute, sax, vibes. Love them all.


this an old piece, from way back in 1999 – editing it for here I realize it was a trial run for City Of Valleys, the novel I was working on at the time.

Destiny: A Dialogue

“I thought you were my destiny.”

“What? Me?”

“You may not remember this but I saw you one day last summer looking at the bulletin board at the 519.”

“Just before Pride day?”


“That was my first time there or even downtown on my own.”

“When I saw you that first time I knew you and were destined to be one.”

“As lovers?”

“What else could our destiny be?”

“To be friends?”

“No. One doesn’t get that psychic zap about a future friend.”

“I never felt we were destined to be lovers.”

“You don’t think those coincidences mean more? There’s no one you’ve seen and had that feeling for?”

“I’ve had hot flashes but never something like you’ve described.”

“I thought that night you got tossed out of your place was going to be to be the start of things. It seemed to be sign that our destiny was going to be fulfilled.”

‘Well, maybe that’s all that was destined. That you’d have a couch for me to sleep on for a couple of nights till I found a place of my own. After all it was you who knew someone with a place for me.”

“I know. I was happy to do that but sad that it all happened  before anything had a chance to develop between us. Didn’t you sense anything?”


“I guess I was too surprised and fearful.You have no idea how vulnerable I felt being so near you and at the same time afraid to show my desires for you. I didn’t want to scare you. I didn’t want to risk you rejecting me either.”

“If it was destined why would I reject you?”

“If it was destined I didn’t think I’d have to make the first move. That you would give me some signal you wanted me to. You didn’t.”

“So you want destiny fulfilled according to your specific expectations? That it would be a reciprocal destiny? It isn’t.”

“I realized esp and destiny are two different things. That’s why I’m telling you about what I thought our destiny was.”

“Maybe it’s for you to want, but not get.’

“It couldn’t be something that unfair, could it?’

“Destiny isn’t always a happy ending is it? If it were we wouldn’t have dreams.”

“Maybe when destiny isn’t fulfilled all we have is dreams. I did what I could to bring us together. Prayers. Sacrifice.”


“Yeah. I ended the relationship I was in when I knew I wanted you more than I’d ever want him.”

“You hoped that if you gave him up you’d get me in return?”

“Sounds silly.”

“Maybe you were destined to give him up even without me in the picture.”

“But you were in the picture. Next I gave up sex.”


“Yes. I made this deal with the universe that I wouldn’t have sex again till I had sex with you.”

“So our destiny was just to have sex?”

“No! It is more than that. I feel we are meant to be together as lovers, as one, as a couple.”

“I can’t get over it. You saw me that first time and boom! DESTINY. And you’ve been hoping for it to be fulfilled all this time. How long would you wait?”

“There was no delivery date on this but I didn’t think you would elude me for so long. Every time I was ready to give up on you’d show up in some way or the other. It seemed that even if wanted to shut that door it would open and there you’d be.”

“Far out. Me your destiny. Could be a poem in that.”

‘Please, no. The last thing I need to hear is you spouting about the futility of my destiny.”

“Expectation and fulfillment are two different things. Maybe the poem is its fulfillment.”


April 26, 2015 – Sunday – 2-5 – Featuring – The Secret Handshake Gallery – 170 Baldwin Ave., 2nd floor, Toronto.


May 7 – Thursday – 8 pm – Judging – Hot Damn! It’s A Queer Slam Season 1 finals – Buddies in Bad Times Theatre – 12 Alexander St., Toronto –


June 5-7 – attending – Capturing Fire – Washington DC


(2015 registration posted but details not posted yet. I’ve registered already 🙂 )

June 21-26 – attending – Rosemary Aubert’s Workshop: The Novelist’s Selfie – Loyalist – Belleville


register now while there is room at the table

page 23 for details next page down for registration info

June 27, Saturday – 7:00-  Feature: Hot Summer Nights at Hirut, Hirut Restaurant, 2050 Danforth Ave., Toronto


September 3-6 – attending – Fan Expo


October 18, Sunday – feature: Cabaret Noir: Inner Child Sacrifice




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