Interview with a Student about Music

It’s come to my attention that my blog comes across as “egotistical” and/or narcissistic, and that I’m guilty of stating my opinions as if they carry weight and should be listened to and applied. Well, that’s kind of the point of blogging, isn’t it? Blogging is a blend of self-confession, public diary, and raucous newspaper editorial section all rolled into one.

Well, I’m doubling down on the perceived egotism at least once more before I die to Self. A student reached out to me with some interview questions for an essay he’s writing. Here are the questions he posed to me:

  • What got you into the field of music, and what led you to become familiar with so many instruments?
  • What was your initial motivation for teaching music/band in particular instead of taking another music-related job?
  • What was the hardest moment you had to go through during your time in the field of music? (if you do not wish to answer, what was the best moment?)
  • What is the most interesting music-related thing you have ever seen or learned about?
  • If you could go back in time, would you change your hobby?

I was up late Sunday and wanted to hammer out a response, and since I’m a bullheaded egotist who loves talking about himself, I figured I’d share my responses (with some light editing and/or redactions). Since it’s about music, it seemed like a good substitute for New Music Tuesday this week, as I don’t have anything new to share (and my musical output is similarly self-indulgent).

As such, here are my responses:

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Monday Morning Movie Review: Primetime (2026)

It’s wild to think how different the world was just twenty years ago. The Internet in the early 2000s was in this weird, fun phase between the DIY ethos of the 1990s and the then-emerging-but-still-scrappy social media juggernauts of today. I first learned about YouTube from a print article in Newsweek, of all places, around that time. Sure, there was content online, but mostly text; slower connections meant that video wasn’t so easily obtained (getting to college in 2003 and experiencing truly high-speed Internet for the first time was life-changing).

In other words, cable television was still king. Indeed, it was something of a golden age—or, perhaps, a dark age—of trashy reality television. Survivor was an international phenomenon. MTV stopped playing music videos and just showed annoying youths screeching at each other in luxury houses. Watching shows about people shopping for houses in those pre-Great Recession days was a national pastime.

In retrospect, reality television was something of a precursor to modern YouTube, in which audiences formed parasocial bonds with television hosts. Sure, the possibility for engagement was far more remote, but people got really into those shows. But the cultural power was far greater, because everything was filtered through the Big Three networks—ABC, CBS, and NBC—and a host of related channels. Everyone was talking about, say, Lost or The Office at work; media journalists called these “water cooler shows,” because everyone would discuss them at the water cooler the next day. “Appointment viewing” was another term, because you couldn’t just watch a show whenever you wanted to—you had to watch it live or wait for a rerun. Ergo, if you wanted to be up on things at the water cooler, you had to keep your appointment!

The fewer options combined with rigid airing schedules meant that far more people were watching the same programming. The kind of scattershot fracturing of media we experience now was not really a problem. Sure, there were tons of channels and you could watch one of those instead of whatever the hit show was, and plenty of folks did; but so many people wanted to be in on the conversation. There wasn’t just a parasocial relationship with television hosts or characters; there was a social element to television.

It also meant that shows were competing for eyeballs in the same finite time blocks. TiVo and DVRs alleviated this competition slightly, as you could record one show while watching another in the same block, but it wasn’t like you could hop on YouTube and watch tons of show clips or sports highlight reels or the news.

Little did we realize it at the time, but the era of cable television’s dominance was swiftly ending. For that moment, though, it seemed stronger than ever (perhaps there’s a lesson there), and the competition for the top ratings was fierce.

The king of primetime (or, at least, one of the jester-princes of the era) was investigative journalist Chris Hansen, who’s iconic phrase “why don’t you have a seat” became one of the earliest memes. Those words meant that a degenerate pervert was about to get his comeuppance.

As morally satisfying as the show was, there was always something a bit sleazy about it (and not just because grown men were attempting to engage in illegal acts with minors), and the new A24 film Primetime (2026) explores the darker side of the program.

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Lazy Sunday CDVIII: Opium Tales Reviews, Part I

I’ve been working my way through Roman and Anna Riva’s collection of novellas, Opium Tales (which doubles as Roman’s Substack moniker and publication). I’ve reviewed the first three books so far, so it seemed like a good time to look back at those reviews today:

These are fun books and quick reads; I highly recommend them (A Pirate’s Tale is my favorite; that’s an Amazon Affiliate link, so I receive a portion of any purchases made through that link, at no additional cost to you).

Happy Sunday!

—TPP

SubscribeStar Saturday: Teachers’ Conference Postmortem

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Fifteen days ago I presented a couple of talks at the South Carolina Independent School Association’s (SCISA) Fall Teachers’ Conference (paid subs can read my full remarks here and here [or here and here on Substack]; slides are available for anyone to view here and here). It was a bit of whirlwind, as the teachers’ conference kicked off about four days of SCISA-related activities, as I headed back out for a Cognia reaccreditation team visit two days after the conference. With last week’s lengthy post about that team visit, I neglected to writeup a postmortem of the teachers’ conference and the talks I delivered.

I love conferences. At their worst, they’re basically people with do-nothing e-mail jobs getting together to cheat on their spouses and eat free food on their companies’ dimes. At their best, they’re opportunities for learning and growth, as well as making real connections with people in your field. Either way, you walk away with a tote bag full of swag and a lot of pastries.

My school used to attend this particular conference fairly regularly, but slowly turned the day into an in-school “professional development day”—what we used to call a “teacher workday”—and we missed out on all the fun sessions. Perhaps it was the heated debate I got into with a radicalized black gentleman who insisted that the murderous slave rebel Nat Turner, who slew children and even babies in cold blood, was morally justified in his actions that made my administration loathe for us to return, but I think that would be giving myself too much credit (that man also told me that when he looks at a “person like you, I see a serial killer,” to which I replied, “well, I do have a certain Bundy-esque sensuality”; this was pre-Trump, so I’d like to think I was a pioneer of doubling-down, back when it was still dangerous to disagree with a “person of color”). Whatever the reason, my admin deemed the conference unworthy of our time, so instead we did boring trainings that often amounted to us hanging around until an arbitrary dismissal point.

However, the new headmaster is a big fan of the SCISA Fall Teachers’ Conference, and my colleagues were encouraged to attend (sadly, only one did besides our head). With my increase in unstructured time, I though it would be fun to lead a couple of sessions, so I reached out to the head of SCISA, got the details, and signed up to give my talks.

In true portly fashion, I waited until the week of to hammer out my talks, and my method was a bit different than usual. Typically, I’ll write out my remarks first, then assemble a slide deck based on the talk’s main points. This time, I used Google Slides as a way to help me outline my remarks to start, then I started writing the talks themselves. As I worked on the talks, I’d then go back and add to the slides as I worked. It was more of a simultaneous building-out, and it seemed to work, although I think both talks need some substantial trimming and focus.

The first talk (the second I delivered on the day) was about teaching private music lessons to supplement your income, and I drew heavily from an article I wrote on that topic that was published in the Fall 2026 issue of Self-Reliance (it’s just $7.99 for a print copy), a DIY magazine that is the sister publication with Backwoods Home Magazine (I recommend both highly). I wanted to shift the emphasis slightly, however, to address administrators as well as teachers. Teaching in independent education in rural South Carolina does not come with a big fat paycheck—people are often shocked to learn that we earn far less than public school teachers, and we don’t get nearly the same benefits (although not dealing with public school issues is a huge benefit in and of itself)—and budgets are tight, so giving teachers time during and after school to earn extra money is a way to help those teachers supplement their income at no additional cost to the school (other than negligible facilities costs for things like electricity, which is already running for hours after school with athletics). Some administrators get so caught up in their “policies” or preferences that they inadvertently run off good teachers. Fortunately, my admin was always very supportive of my private music lessons.

The second talk (delivered first) was about putting together a garage band-style music class on a shoestring budget by taking a DIY approach. I pulled from my experience doing just that over the course of fifteen years.

It’s one thing to put all this stuff together; it’s another to deliver it to people—and the people have to show up. As such, here’s how it went.

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October 2026 Bandcamp Friday

Koi Dance has been out almost a month on all streaming platforms and on my Bandcamp page, and it’s still 90% off with promo code koipond! That makes it about 8⅓ cents per track.

That promo code is also good for everything on the site, including a full discography purchase. That means you can get thirty-one (31) releases—almost all of which include tons of original artwork, scores, videos, essays, etc.—for $9.70 with promo code koipond.

Also, it’s Bandcamp Friday, which means Bandcamp waives their usual 15% cut of sales, making it the absolute best time to support your favorite pudgy composer—me!

I’ve done a bit more original composing lately, but I’ve been diving heavily into arranging as well. Christmas will be here soon, so I’ve been arranging Christmas music for a small ensemble I’m putting together with my pastor’s kids. That ensemble is the embryo of what will hopefully become a little homeschool orchestra.

I don’t know that I’ll be releasing a Spooky Season album this year—d’oh!—but I have plenty of material for a Leftovers release; be on the lookout for that right after Thanksgiving.

But, again—it’s Bandcamp Friday! It’s the best possible day to purchase a digital download of my music, and it’s still 90% off with promo code koipond.

Happy Listening!

—TPP

TBT: 31 Days of Halloween Starts Today!

Last year I did a daily film review, which I dubbed 31 Days of Halloween. Back then, YouTube Shorts were only one-minute in length, so I had to get to the point quickly (I did not always succeed).

Here’s the entire playlist from last year:

This year, I’ll be opening The Simpsons Treehouse of Horror Halloween Countdown Calendar (that’s an Amazon Affiliate link; I receive a portion of any purchases made through that link, at no additional cost to you—TPP) each day in October and making a short YouTube video (or a “Short”) revealing what I uncover. That will be 2026’s version of 31 Days of Halloween (although I’ll try to toss in some short film reviews of flicks I missed last year, too).

I’ll try to open each “day” on the calendar on the actual day, so the videos might not be up at 6 AM EST like last year’s videos. That said, they’ll get up hopefully by lunchtime each day, although Thursdays might see later videos (I’m writing this post a few days early, so check the comments or tomorrow’s post for a link to the video if I haven’t gotten it done by the time you’re reading these words). You can check my YouTube channel, too.

With that, here is 1 October 2025’s “31 Days of Halloween Starts Today!“:

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Midweek Novella Review: Opium Tales: The Staff

I’m continuing to review the novellas adapted from Roman and Anna Riva’s planned animated series, Opium Tales (which doubles as Roman’s Substack moniker and publication). I’ve followed Roman’s work for years, and he has grown an impressive and active presence on Substack. When I found out he and his wife had a series of short novellas in print—and that they are all, save one, under $8—I snapped them up and decided to review them one-by-one.

Last week, I reviewed the second book in the series, A Pirate’s Tale (that’s an Amazon Affiliate link—more of them below—so I receive a portion of any purchase made through that link, at no additional cost to you). As I wrote last week, the novella is “a full-on swashbuckling adventure in the vein of (as the Rivas point out in their introduction) the Pirates of the Caribbean films.”

According to the introduction of each volume, Roman and Anna sought, but failed to procure, funding for an animated series called Opium Tales. They hoped to call it Dark Tales, but the name was taken, so they leaned into the opium habits of early eighteenth-century Romantics and landed on Opium Tales. Since they still had all the rights to their stories, they decided to publish them as a series of novellas.

Here is the series—or, at least the volumes I purchased (the following are Amazon Affiliate links; I receive a portion of any purchase made through these links, at no additional cost to you):

The entire series is (as of the time of writing) $46.94 before tax, so these are easy to scoop up in one fell swoop.

I was unclear which novella came third in the sequence, so I went to the source and asked Roman himself. He told me to read The Staff next. I’ve been on the road a ton lately with some SCISA work and to pick up our new puppy, and was worried I might not have a chance to read The Staff in time of this Wednesday, but Tuesday afternoon presented an opportunity with both dogs napping on the couch—and yours portly cracking open a book starring a clever thief with a heart as golden as the afternoon sunlight streaming into our sunroom.

So far, A Pirate’s Tale remains my favorite, but I’m a sucker for a pirate setting. The Staff is a close second, though, as I’m also a sucker for a skilled rogue who is experienced as a second-story man or cat burglar, the kind of guy who can get into impossible places with seeming ease. The Staff presents us with such a protagonist, the unnamed “thief,” who must retrieve a powerful staff as ransom for his lovely new bride, Katherine.

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New Music Tuesday XXVI: “Parade of the Puppets”

With the Tot-related busyness (and fun) I hadn’t had much time to compose, but I had a scrap of staff paper and a scrap of free time Monday and jotted down a little musical idea that became today’s new composition. It bears the hallmark of a good bit of my composing over the last two or three years, with some multimeter; tight, parallel motion; and a dash of whismy.

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We Got a Puppy

Big news: Dr. Wife and I got a new puppy! He’s a ten-week-old rat terrier named Tot.

We adopted Tot from Renaissance Rat Terriers, a breeder and veterinarian in Knoxville, Tennessee. This weekend saw our little family (including Nugget) bundling up to the mountains to pick up the newest member of our family.

Those ears!

Well before Murphy passed, Dr. Wife and I had discussed getting a rat terrier puppy. My parents have two, and they are really great dogs. Dr. Wife also thinks they’re adorable, and she wanted Nugget to have a little companion.

Nugget helped to raise my in-laws’ little pug, so we figured she could do it again. Our hope is that it will help keep Nugget young and active, while also offering a good canine role model for Tot.

At the time of pickup, Tot weighed around 6.5 pounds. He was the “runt” of the litter when he was born in July, but he’s surpassed a couple of his sisters. We’re big fans of the runts in our family; they seem to make the best dogs!

The breeder was fantastic. She observed each puppy closely to see how it would align with each of the prospective adopting families. We emphasized that we wanted a cuddly, easy-going pup that was fine being a couch potato. The breeder called me when the puppies were around nine-weeks-old and gave me a detailed rundown of which dogs were not a fit for us, before revealing that Tot was the best choice for us.

So far, it seems she is right! He is a sweet little guy. As I’m writing this post, he’s asleep in my lap. He’s definitely a puppy—he gets into everything and has a tendency to equate my out-of-the-way office as his personal bathroom (we’re working on that)—but once he’s had his playtime, he’s out like a light. His potty training is going well overall, too; he’ll often go to the door and let me know he needs to go out to take care of business, the aforementioned accidents notwithstanding.

Nugget and Tot are still feeling each other out. Tot very much wants to hang with Mama Nugs, but Nugget will sometimes remove herself from the situation just for a break. Tot sleeps in his crate at night, which he doesn’t care for at first, but he settles in quickly and rests well, giving Nugget some time with us without a pesky puppy interjecting himself.

First encounters

He’s also a very photogenic guy, with his gorgeous tricolor coat. He’s blue, brown, and white (that grey fur is “blue” in the dog world), with striking grey-green eyes.

Big Boy

The rest of this post is a photo dump, because we all know everyone is here to look at puppy pictures:

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Lazy Sunday CDVII: Spiders!

The spooky season is almost upon us, and with the post earlier this week about tarantulas, I figured it was a good time to look back at posts about and/or related to, however loosely, spiders.

Happy Sunday!

—TPP