Voices
iconoclast
We all live on one planet, and on this planet we ARE the indigenous peoples. The rest is just intellectual self petting if you know what I mean. When I’m feeling frustrated with the human race, I return to the roots. I read once in a novel on the Aborigines end their day at a chosen spot, gather from the materials at hand (sticks, stones, bones, etc) and make music, and dance. They don’t ask if the music of the night is valid, if it will be a hit, if it fits in with current up to the minute version called music, if it has the appropriate pieces, if one or the other played it “right”, they just take part in the world called music. Then, the “instruments” are replaced, they sleep, and in the morning move on. This I believe is where all music belongs, comes from, and should have it connection. Doesn’t matter the style, the genre, it can still have this connection. Intellectualizing is placing insulation between the experience and the heart. Nothing is ever really touched, or experienced. Analyzing is the death of connection, it cuts one apart from the experience
No way was that 4 minutes.... It Just Flew by..... Something Special about this...
You have tapped into something deep on this track.... It is more than music.....
I love the soul of this!
Whoaa... that tambourine in the beginning.... comes sweeping shuddering in. Then dances through the room (Had you on the "big" stereo) while wild things mutter howl and roar from down the caves of time.
Putting this one on as I was trying to write and the words wouldn't quite come through, relaxed and let them flow onto the page. Keeping this one!
Thanks all, for the comments. You would be amused at the "instruments" I used for this. In keeping with the theme I mentioned, though not intentional. didgeridoo, I wanted the sound, went out back grabbed a piece of ABS (Black Plastic Pipe) made the didge, (saw some made that way a didgeridoo festival), needed that strange raspy creature sound, took a piece of PVC pipe (same one I used for the Guiro on Mid Summers Night) and used a rounded stick to rub it, getting the raspy sorta heatbug effect. Found art? No, yes, found music!
Great premise, captivating sounds!