Carter Dewberry
Seizing the Bit
Having found a more productive approach than the proverbial “chomping at the bit,” ’ I have grabbed it between my teeth and am preparing to surge forward.
When It Works
There are times when I can tell within seconds that I am going to play well with a musician. It is an indescribable combination of tone, technique, confidence and musical sensitivity that gels with my artistic style like love at first sight. I felt this sensation ten years ago when first playing with my friend, violinist Dr. Er-Gene Kahng.
No Competition
Who said you can’t have your cake and eat it, too? At least in one case, I dare to disagree.
Unintended Choices
When planning concerts, I have always looked at different calendars to avoid as
many spiritual/social conflicts as possible.
Unlikely Combinations
I never would have thought to include cheddar cheese and peanut butter in the same dish. Without the memory of the irresistible taste still fresh on my palate, I would have declared the very idea disgusting.
The Performer’s Prerogative
I have been trying to figure out how to dismantle the classical community’s time bomb (more commonly known as “tradition”) for longer than I can remember. Without intending disrespect to my past mentors, I have to say that my three music degrees and 10 years of college coursework have gotten me no closer to uncrossing the wires to this enigma.
Heroes and Villains
I wish I hadn’t had such a perfect introduction to my piece, Veritas, at my show on Saturday. This 4-minute rhapsody depicts the hopelessness, anguish and search for understanding that I experience when contemplating peoples’ harmful actions.
Back in the Game
I knew the craving would come back. After two months of taking it easy (at least by my standards), my desire to jump back into the game of life with both feet has been growing. I am ready.
