Author Archives: anne norman

About anne norman

musician, shakuhachi player, author, poet, tea lover...

Alone in Nature

I follow parallel scars, lured by their bumpy wayward promise. Leaving the dry red sand, I skirt marshy grasslands, trying to keep the lake in view, sometimes only imagined through tangled trees. I am seeking the illusory “far end” but … Continue reading

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Collective Improvisation

This is the transcript of a speech I gave two days ago at the album launch of a superb bowed-string impro collective in Melbourne. I abbreviated the speech (removing references to my own experience), and extemporised on the topic (hey, … Continue reading

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Deep Listening

This article was originally posted on Tunnel Number Five FACEBOOK page on 13 August 2016, three days before the festival of underground music began.  1,198 people reached From Tuesday to Saturday, here in Darwin, we have a chance to practice … Continue reading

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Reviews & Responses

album: Beneath the Surface – music for shakuhachi, violin and tunnel

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how to publish

in a quandary… I have been writing a long-winded novel for kids over many summers (the only chance I get to work on it each year for a month or so)… and the first 3 books in the series are … Continue reading

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Beneath the Surface

Putting together a new CD is a big job, but rewarding and fun (once you get over the hump of self-doubt; hours of listening to takes and impros that weren’t quite usable; dealing with coughing audience or bleeding traffic noises…) … Continue reading

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Empty Bottles

“Empty Bottles” is a long-winded poem on the drunkards’ middens of the Northern Territory, written in 1893 by William Aaron Millikan, my mother’s father’s father. When I first read his poem a few years ago, I was not enamoured of it’s form. … Continue reading

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