It’s a cool, calm Sunday afternoon. The urge is there. Time for a brisk walk. I head out, towards the river.
But not before downloading my musical accompaniment, Meredith Monk’s Facing North. This is no random choice. I will be attending a Meredith Monk concert this evening, part of Winnipeg’s New Music Festival. I have only a vague awareness of her work. Here is a chance to acquaint myself more. Continue reading