I hear Siouxsie Sioux
Burning ash and destruction
Cities in the dust
The music of the 80s speaks to me. So many memories, pain and joy, anguish and exaltation.
Category: Music
A Meditation On Zoe Keating’s New Album
Notes move over mists
These speak quietly to me
Passing through my heart
My affinity for Ms. Keating’s music continues to grow. Overlaying my delight in music and technology, she speaks to a deep part of my soul.
LISTENING To Music
As youth I chose
To deeply explore music
Each word critical
Music is critical to me. For my teenage years, I focused my study there. Well, as best as I could focus at that age. Music means so very much to me. Understanding the way lyrics, melody and harmony intersect for the good of the story carried great value.
I seek to recapture that. Spent some time this morning enjoying it again. Until life’s demands intruded. Soon, I’ll return. These delights critical to my soul.
A Haiku As I Listen To Satie
Listening to Satie
These binary colored keys
Dancing summer light
I always envision Impressionistic artists as I listen to Satie. Just seems so perfect. Like Bach in cathedrals.
Music Speaks
Music speaking clear
Words dancing into my heart
Soul’s revolution
Music has long held a dear spot in my heart. Speaking to my loves and passions, my deepest sadness or griefs, soaring joy or the depths of anguish, music captures it. And I feel connected, not alone.
This Evening’s Haiku : The Night
Beyond the day’s strength
Suddenly the light’s now gone
Darkness’ deceit
Ravel in the Evening
Keys dancing boldly
The Romance of Ravel sings
Transition to rest
Listening to a glorious piano play as I prepare for sleep feels perfect.
Ravel in the Evening
Keys dancing boldly
The Romance of Ravel sings
Transition to rest
Listening to a glorious piano play as I prepare for sleep feels perfect.
Looking At Eric Whitacre’s Virtual Choir Performing “Cloudburst” Live
I love Eric Whitacre’s work, as it speaks deeply to me. The soaring sopranos, amazing blends of voices, interweaving of tight-textured harmonies with breath-takingly open chords all delight me. His Virtual Choir pieces, though, achieve the highest levels of awesome. This one, Cloudburst (where gets bonus points from me by basing it upon an Octavio Paz poem) hits me strongly.
Inspired by a Midwestern thunderstorm, the song captures the audio essence of the storm. From a musical perspective, I adore his use of clapping and finger snapping to achieve the feel of heavy rain. And his interweaving of harmony and dissonance really strikes a chord (sorry, couldn’t resist the pun).
Regarding the “virtual choir” nature of this work, in addition to the choristers in the auditorium, there are an 30 choristers currently standing in 30 countries, all Skyped in.
And this pushes technical boundaries, too. VOIP communications suffer from lag issues, and I delighted at the way Eric dealt with that: the piece was written to use it. Turning a liability into an asset: genius.
So, please, enjoy Eric Whitacre’s virtual choir performing “Cloudburst” at a TED talk.
I’m experimenting with posts other than poetry. And this video delighted me so very much, I wanted to share it with you. I hope you like this post, as well as the music. Let me know what you think in the comments, or via a “like” or share.
Evening Music Plays
The saxophone plays
I picture women, dancing
With suit clad men
Echoes from the Beats
And their Bebopping
Friends