Long meditation on the dying of my thoughts in times so very far away so long ago, it’s hard to describe hard to understand so it is just music, a heavily worked out effort a time that almost destroyed me, and in a way I feel it falling back upon me, pushing me outwards from here into a dreadful, mysterious, place where even ghosts ignore, the fear behind a spiritual crisis so strong and ignoble I don’t know how to talk about except in a wordless, placeless, timeless beyond
Symphony #9 Electronica: Planetary Distance and that of Simply A Hug, a Love (3 parts, first is dissonant so be prepared)
It starts out harsh and dissonant, and as each movement swells into presence it becomes more melodic and warm, until the end where it bounces back and forth as if indecisive and confused, which is the nature of human kind, the subject of this work, until it reaches a point of coherence and affection, of love and the need to be felt, to be held and just to hear the words “I Love You”. That is what this symphony in 3 parts is about, is what it is which is why the comparison to planetary distance. It is as if the world today has become a place of dissonance and gossip, of slander, of fear, of the inability to simply hug one another and say “It’s cool” rather than to pursue hate and argument. Just say It’s Cool, and move on to what is the heart and soul of us all, individual and as a people. Love. Love. Love.
Distant Neptune, of why our ethos, our heart, our fever dreams
I was thinking about….as so many things begin…of ethics and necessity. Distant planet one and the song undulating forever in our preconscious not knowing if to play in happiness or to recover the message and sustained artifacts of the struggle over being and decay, of becoming and destruction, of why. Yeah, just ending with “of why.”
Meditations: I heard this (for LK darling)
Meditation on the planets. As we receive the slow songs emanating from the spiraling vibrations of the planets as Voyager goes further and further hearing whale songs around the rings of Neptune, vibrations of asteroids, gongs banging as comets pass; these things beyond that are not us give more than most may ever understand. So we push against the gates of Gog and Magog, praying the orange beast is conquered before his Emperor worm spreads out against the winter sky.
Prayer for Peace-One Sweet Note There Was Conflict No More
The waters wash away all that remains. Resolution and awakening. The soul must breath. The spirit lives on.
Prayer for Peace-Clamor and the Beast
This is part one of a two part Prayer, always signified by two bars in the song but not always as peaceful but as driven. This is a driven work. Stick with it,the music will deliver. The photo is just irony. Pure irony. I don’t eat meat Love. Peace.
Peach is the Color of Blood Sunsets
Call it ambient if you will. I’m fine with it. Long, peaceful, an orchestration for the many sunsets I bleed into on the western coast far above and beyond the sprays and honks of San Francisco, before Orange County came to the Sonoma and Mendocino coast and fenced in the glory, before the cartels took over the mountains for manic weed production surrounded by automatic rifles, barbed wire, booby traps and other things of the Reagan War on Drugs. Dumb. Just a dumb thing to do, hand over vision and replace it with knives and BMWs.
All in all, it’s a tone poem.
Prayer for Peace: Among the Streams
This is more in I guess you call it a book of songs, Prayer for Peace. This one is carried along by the mellotron with strings. I played this third section after I felt the bar that identifies a Prayer for Peace needed a base, something to carry it along into the spirit, not the heart or mind. So yes, I continue to write music rather than poetry and it is kind of strange. I have never gone this long away from the poem itself by moving the poem into being an instrumental. I hope whoever may hear this finds the intention realized.
Tone poem and prayer. Suite for Piano and Mellotron
Sometimes words are lost, meanings confused and everything becomes twisted out of shape. So, music.
I pray for healing and that the Veil of Mary protect and speed her body and soul to the beauty that is her.
Prayer For Peace in Her Dreaming (quartet for EK)
It began as part of series of solo piano and poems Prayer For Peace, as I had said I would, but then me being me other sounds and music kept drifting in like a song of the planets, as Spinoza heard angels across the galaxy, such was this. Just a quartet of peace and love for a beloved whose voice and eyes have mesmerized since we were teens, yes even to this day. It is truly better to love than anything else in the world, for our friends and our beloved(s).
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