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3|redwing: i.d. stamper
why does mr. stamper say, “i’m sorry, i just can’t do it” at the end? he sounds tired, or perhaps he doesn’t want to play. but to my ears, this music is glorious.
from my first days of notes: “here i feel comfortable. my own apartment. walk to the library. inspiration, mountains (hills), community, solitude, a paycheck, hours and hours of listening. today i read as much as i could if only to understand what the librarians and archivists and musicians were talking about. how could i come to this place thinking that i knew so much only to be overwhelmed?”
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