I’m really loving how these audio files are turning out.

How I marry the music bit to the poem and then get it to come together with the timing just right is a bit of a mystery.

These are very homey, scratch recordings. Like a field recording. I can hear the place I am sitting in many of them, the creaks and pops of the house are idiosyncratic to this place, my home. The birds chirping, the rain on the porch. I am recording in a living house and not a sterile studio, and while that is not exactly a choice it still is its own poetry. If given the opportunity would I take that bit out of these recordings in exchange for them being more professional? I think they would be weaker, honestly. And I know there are audiophiles who will look down on it and won’t listen but I guess, y’know?

Anyway Black Winded Sacrifice is the only recording that uses music from almost 8 years ago. It is a tiny bit of a piano piece called Join the chorus and is one of my favorite improv motifs, which are left had fifths. Very easy to play over and a lot of fun,

My piano playing and improvisation has come a long way in the last year and I am proud of that growth. It was heading out into the wilderness and letting go.

I think the best way to experience this project will be to read along to the audio files, but that’s going to take some time so I have no idea if anyone will actually do that. Where image, words, and music meet and reinforce each other.

Soon friends. Soon.