clarinet

I never meant to disappoint Mr. Zorro. Seriously, who could want to disappoint a teacher with a name like that? He wasn't as swashbuckling as the guy in black, but I liked Mr. Zorro. I agreed to do the solo contest under his guidance in college like I had done so many others before that--just… READ MORE >>

Special Note: This is a piece I wrote for the Puyallup Valley Community Band, a group I rehearse and perform with throughout the year. It's a wonder to me that music can mean so much to so many at all ages.  For Katriel Looney, reeds are the biggest problem with playing the clarinet. It’s a constant… READ MORE >>

Thursday night I was driving down to the church when I realized my fingers were freezing, my heart was beating, and my mind kept thinking of all the ways I was going to embarrass myself. I wasn't headed to a solo performance with my clarinet. It was the rehearsal with the choir. The music I was playing for… READ MORE >>

My hands freeze and I start shaking about 30 minutes before a performance. Last weekend this nervous reaction came as I sat quaking at the back of a room filled with my dear friends in a women's retreat in Port Orchard. My hands felt so stiff and cold I wondered if they would be able to move across… READ MORE >>

At the Liberty for Christmas

"It turns out you play clarinet with my mother!" said the woman I see every morning when I drop my son off at preschool. I thought the new lady who took my place as last chair looked familiar at the practices. Last Tuesday, I played a Christmas concert in the Puyallup Community Band at the Liberty… READ MORE >>

Sometimes when my reasonably fine life gets to be too much, I pull out my clarinet from its beaten case with the sides all sliced and peeling from when it faced various indignities on long ago band trips. I open the metal clasps on the side and look into that velvet-lined interior to find the… READ MORE >>