'...to the dynamic depths between good Friday and Resurrection Sunday...'

'...??...'

'...to the supposedly low ones; to the myriad, invisible precious...'

'... ... ...and the door will be opened... -ULTIMATELY...'

'...My, my!..'

this song is about entering the space of friends, brothers, loved ones.... it's about entering their sadness, their joy, their pain. Journeying along side those I love and finding out that so often I fall so short. This song is about the letting…

This song was made with only two short bird samples. 1) A wild screaming pija and 2)parrot. I made it last night after taking an antihistamine for all the chigger bites. paz.

Here's a little Cornish ditty about a cider drinker. The same crew that did cousin jack and Alison on flute.

'... ... ...and the door will be opened... -ULTIMATELY...'

The new new testament will include the book of St. Jones.