The here and now... and what and why

Complacency is a trap. At least that’s what I was thinking when I up and left the comfort of a Yankee prep school gig, where I taught music, amongst other things, for 28 years. There was also that life long career as a composer, musician and artist.

First, it was a year in St. Thomas, USVI, working as a reporter and shooting photography and then, a year in San Agustin Etla, Oaxaca, Mexico.
Time passed.
More time passed and a year back in the Athens of America followed by a hasty return to Oaxaca where it is all happening.
A couple of years in San Sebastian Etla and now, just down the road in San Pablo Etla. Life is good.

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You can find my music on Jango (World & latin - Worldbeat) and at iTunes and most online stores.
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Santo Domingo

Santo Domingo
The view from Corazon del Pueblo

The hereafter re me

My photo
Oaxaca, Oaxaca, Mexico
Musician, photographer, videographer, reporter, ex-officio teacher, now attempting to be a world traveler

Saturday, February 25, 2012

Pilfering Tubas

Recently, there have been a slew of stories about thieves stealing tubas and sousaphones, mostly from schools.  This is so sad.  As a former music teacher, one who had a very small budget with which to work, a instrument like a tuba, represents a huge investment, one not easily replaced.  It takes years of planning and scrimping and saving to build up an instrument collection.  Not every kid can afford an instrument and letting them choose between, say, a sax or a violin, by letting them hold each and try to play it, can only happen if the instruments are there to begin with.  And good instruments are expensive!  Tubas, string basses, timpani, bassoons, all are very pricey and absolutely essential.  Of course, you could always donate that instrument you never play anymore.... or start playing again.
Where would Oaxaca be without tubas?

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