Celestial Cruze

I’m not sure why this last piece of music has entranced me.  It’s not the most beautiful, not the most danceable, not even the most ambient piece I’ve recorded.  It resonates with me on an existential level and repudiates my conscious efforts to produce anything along the lines of Berlin School space music. There are no atmospheric cloud banks of sequencers pulsating at different tempos and timbres. The soft and sweeping violin pads are not to be found in this sound scape.

This piece is in a unique way a piece of me.  The drones expanding and contracting interrupted after a length of time with struck notes sounding like a gigantic collection of piano strings connected to a steel I-beam. Sound, echo, and silence feature and fulminate in a sometimes turbid, other times timid embrace.

This piece is not recorded to any media other than video, and hence is both a live performance never to be repeated, and a recording that cannot be edited later to correct errors or oversights.

Living and breathing, sounding and resounding, starting and finishing. From the depths of deep dark notes to high pitched three to five octave leaps and sweeps, this piece moves slowly toward its denouement.

Celestial Cruze:

https://youtu.be/APwvIlXyf0g

The Seven Sisters in a Veil of Snow

This is how you know that you've waited too late to take a ride on the Blue Ridge Parkway.  I'm standing on the shore of Lake Tomahawk in Black Mountain, North Carolina looking north at the Seven Sisters mountain range. An early snow fall has covered the high elevations above 4,500' and rendered the parkway closed at that point. We were blessed with abundant sunshine in the valley below the peaks and even caught a rainbow on that chilly day in October 2017.