Nice tease with the conversations...i feel like a secret agent in the van waiting for that illicit speech...while tripping on the laced coffee i bought at Costa's...the waves of sound are getting stronger.....it's getting closer...i know it is.... 13.50 and counting...over halfway and the anticipation grows....where is she? ....that voice we love to hear...... 16.20 and the heart beat increases.......the breathing is labored the anticipation intense.... the waiting ....the waiting....it's near 18.11 ...a numbness...the wait carry's on..... now i know what you've done....you Bugger!!
Marvellously well controlled music and build up to your poem Chris, creates anticipation. Wow! That is awesome! Cheers Bee
this would be Post ambient minimal tension? your chord shapes are intense.. Liking this lots...