Jennie Punter
The Joy of Discovery When I was working at the Kingston Whig-Standard in late 1980s, when the daily was still independently owned, I would make my way up the city’s main drag at least once a week for some serious crate-diving (back then, people were replacing their vinyl with CDs like mad), then head home...
Play Your Piano For twenty years I’ve been roommates with a mahogany-stained Heintzman upright piano that has been in my family for five decades. I’ve played numerous black Yamaha uprights and Steinway grands; once, I performed Chopin pieces on an enormous brown Bösendorfer that put me so...
The Intimacy of Summer Listening One Friday evening in early May, I jumped on my bicycle and dipsy-doodled to the Music Gallery along Toronto’s pothole-ravaged streets. Musician–producer Radwan Ghazi Moumneh was premiering a new work by Jerusalem In My Heart, the evolving performance project he founded in 2005....
What is an instrument? One late November day last year, during a family visit to Amsterdam, I stepped out after dinner and took the tram to Oostenburg, a former harbour hub near the city centre and now being redeveloped as a mixed-use area. After several wrong turns I found the trail-markers (pink birdhouses!)...
Community Muse As I approach the finish line of my first issue as editor of Musicworks, I am keenly aware of the sonic geography that surrounds me. Pharoah Sanders’ Message From Home is playing in the background. My dog is snoring nearby. The kitchen appliances are humming. But beyond the familiar sounds...
True Confessions Of A Church-goer That’s me in the spotlight . . . or, more accurately, that’s me in the third pew, left of centre aisle. In the photograph, I am the small mass of auburn hair lit up by the white glare of the big screen at the opening night gala of the 2013 Images Festival, the...
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