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In the dawn of the morning sun  the dreams drift away, lost I've started a new music project tonight. It's very me-centric, a selection of tracks with one purpose in life - to relax me, and to provide an outlet for the stresses in my life. I'm calling this project Meditations of a Lost Dream - because that is what it is. All of these tracks will be raw, one shot recordings, emotional outlets for whatever my spirit feels the need to purge. These tracks will very likely not mean anything to anyone but myself - they are a flowing of whatever emtions and stresses I was feeling at the time of their recording... And when I listen to them, after the fact, they have a similarly calming effect on me. The first track, Cries of a Dying Moon is one that I did last week. It's actually the first of a series of improv/stream of conciousness playing pieces, recorded just before Dark Matrix. The second one, Dance of the Midnight Lights, was recorded this evening. I actually recorded 3 pieces in a similar vein, but this was the only one that held any meaning for me, on anything but a superficial level. Oddly enough, I wish I had recorded it without the rhythm track, the regrets one has... The final piece for tonigh, as my bed is calling me, is Desolate Whisperings, is a more ambient piece, i recorded most of this piece with my eyes shut, in a dark room, letting the sound guide me along. I know it sounds corny to say, but that is how i felt, and that is how i recorded this piece. Some people write music to make money. Other people write music to make people happy. Then there are those who Create music to free themselves... --S3
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