For over fifteen years, visionary vocalist Thom Ayres has expressed his inner journey through the music of Arcanta. His powerful vocals are the center of a sound that is meditative yet intense, strange yet beautiful, encouraging listeners to enter their own deeper realms. Whether sung in Sanskrit, Latin, English, or the wordless language of the soul, these tunes transcend genres, going straight to the heart.
Book of Mirrors is Arcanta's strongest work by far. Ayres has found an ideal collaborator in Julian West; together, they've created dramatic sonic landscapes over which the stirring vocals soar. Included are fan favorites "Goldensong" and "Be What You Are".
There's rosemary, that's for remembrance; pray,
love, remember: and there is pansies. that's for thoughts.
There's fennel for you, and columbines: there's rue
for you; and here's some for me: we may call it
herb-grace o' Sundays: O you must wear your rue with
a difference. There's a daisy: I would give you
some violets, but they withered all when my father
died.......
It
is only when we silent the blaring sounds of our daily existence that
we can finally hear the whispers of truth that life reveals to us, as
it stands knocking on the doorsteps of our hearts. ~K.T. Jong
Let us rise up and be thankful, for if we didn't
learn a lot today, at least we learned a little, and if we didn't learn
a little, at least we didn't get sick, and if we got sick, at least we
didn't die; so, let us all be thankful.
Free love? As if love is anything but free! Man has bought brains, but
all the millions in the world have failed to buy love. Man has subdued
bodies, but all the power on earth has been unable to subdue love. Man
has conquered whole nations, but all his armies could not conquer love.
Man has chained and fettered the spirit, but he has been utterly
helpless before love. High on a throne, with all the splendor and pomp
his gold can command, man is yet poor and desolate, if love passes him
by. And if it stays, the poorest hovel is radiant with warmth, with
life and color. Thus love has the magic power to make of a beggar a
king. Yes, love is free; it can dwell in no other atmosphere. In
freedom it gives itself unreservedly, abundantly, completely. All the
laws on the statutes, all the courts in the universe, cannot tear it
from the soil, once love has taken root."
~ Emma Goldman
