When I was young, I liked so very much to listen to the sounds behind the FIRST sound. Like a child’s voice trickling out of the back window of a car, amidst a bickering New York City traffic jam. Or the faint purr of an affectionate kitten, peeping from behind an audible curtain of rumbling thunder and beating rain. Or what about the rhythmic drippity-drop of the leaky faucet, beautifully playing metronome to the crackling, warbling, gramophone? Another I love is when you stand at the seaside, salty air, kissing your face and you drink in the obvious sound of waves thundering in and out at your feet, but if you listen...truly listen... there is the thrilling sound of the broken down seashells and pebbles...tip-toeing underneath the waves...being rushed in and out....carried by the current....clickety clackety, gurgling along. I have always savoured such secret and timid sounds.
For instance, if everyone was singing around the fire at night church, I liked to mute out their voices, and find the sounds masked behind THAT, like the crickets, the wind in the treetops causing old, wise redwoods to groan, or an owl agreeing with the doctrine. Or as an elderly woman tells me of her childhood, I would push her voice back, smaller, and then find the creak of her rocker, or the swish of her skirt or slippers. When my father would get into a long lecture about something being for my own good, I knew I should be listening, but I would begin to hear a murmur from him, and the crystal clear, creak and bang of the barn door outside, or the lambs fussing like newborn babes. Ohhhh, how I loved this!
Capturing sound, is magical to me and each new sound I aquire, is like finding yet another shimmering firefly for my jar. I have gotten lost, and rather amused with the idea of trying to re-capture and recreate some of this flickering magic.
So, welcome, friends, to my Secret Garden, if you will....
"The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is good as dead..." ~Einstein
Good to hear from you my favourate winged binary pal..... I'd forgotten how much I love the settings you create..... Life is it's usual hard surfaces and rubber soled shoes combination... How about yours....?
I am even more happy, enthused, inspired, ENLIGHTENED!!! that i have found you and your music. I can't get enough of this butterfly love and your flutterbye music.
thanks so much! I felt listening to your music that you have really presented your ideas in a way that is rarely done-thinking of what music/sound is in a different way. Be well. David.
to aubben, i thought i'd show you here is a version of my sketch which i decided to colour. and yes, i will be writing lots of songs over the coming months, an 'album' i suppose, i will put it online for free of course, so you will be hearing more from me! i am excited that other people like what i've made. from narayan x
thankyou for your compliments on my music and photos!! the pleasure is mine. my real name is actually 'narayan', you can call me that if you like your music is very ethereal, and i love that feeling. i especially enjoy 'magpie sighs'... brilliant. and yes i did the drawing :)
CUBISTIC DESIRE FOR THE MONASTERY Thank you for your words ! me too , i like your universe :-)
Welcome to my little world . I invite you to visit another place, than I share with Rhea Tucanae. Images, texts, musics, stories...... It's our "The Monastery": www.myspace.com/klostretgbg
I wish you a life with a lots of beautiful dreams.
I hope they are just as sweet for you as they are for me .Did i ever thank you for being such an inspiration on my new CD ,Big hugs from Teddy in Denmark xxx
Hi I don’t think we know each other, i found you on Hjimmeln’s page and I like your tracks a lot :) And i’m very happy you enjoyed mine :) Have a nice day. M.
