It’s taken me several weeks to complete this new track. For the first time when I was composing, I was guided by an image: a story that arose through the sounds I heard. It was an interesting process for me. This is the story I told myself as I was editing,
A beautiful woman, wearing a tattered silk kimono, walks out of town into a vast and lonely expanse of arid land. The ground is cracked and without grass or trees. The horizon is far away. Slowly, shards of ice begin to fall from the sky and break on the parched land.
As the woman continues walking an old tree appears in the distance and begins to blossom. A gentle wind shakes the blossoms to the ground where they melt the sharp crystals and turn to green grass. By the time the woman reaches the old tree the landscape has become plush and verdant. She sits beneath the old tree and begins to meditate. Moments before clarity she thinks…(you fill in the blank).
Here is the new link to the audio file. You can listen to Moments Before Clarity (Crystalline).
