from the Suite of Botticelli Venus Poems

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This poem is now available at Jamendo, with better sound than SoundClick, and you may download it if you wish. Later on, I will be offering a reading of this abridged version of my Suite of Botticelli Venus Poems with another musician.

                                                        

'Dailies' by Ron Walker

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Quietly uplifing, masterful compositions and playing...

I have many of these songs already, being a friend of Ron's partner, Laura, and listening it all comes back... why there are some nights I head out with my dog into the dark city streets and only Ron's music will do, gentle, enlivening, uplifting, a way to take you from your gloom to joy, a quiet exuberant inner pleasure that brightens the whole world... the album is composed of journey pieces, the way we journey through each phase of our lives, how each day is a journey, how we journey to each other, coming home to ourselves... love the distant Windham Hill sound, the muted Steve Reich influences... the way that tonal building increases the pulse brings excitement into the body which pours into our emotions... the piano and the flute, oh I melt... played with such sensitivity, then the rhythm catchers of the drums... simply delightful, the whole album.

The way the waves lapping at your feet that you walk on the sand through are part of and reach out to the vast ocean, the tracks move between the lyrical just edging onto the symphonic, though are fully grounded in jazz.

Makes you wanna dance on a moonlit evening in a jazz club afterhours by the ocean...

Great work, Ron... so glad you've offered this album on Jamendo.

                                                        

A Journey to Each Other

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direct link: Creix, Journey at the corner

This is a single track, 8:21min long.

So many indications to me of the virtual world... it's such a rich world, traversing site after site, endlessly exploring, channel after channel, the musical landscape keeps changing as we move on, visiting worlds, disturbed, inquisitive, conversational, dreamy, the instruments sonically layered indicate the experience of the virtual traveler.

Yet I feel a longing within, under the surface of the beauty of this music, a longing for touch, to meet, to speak, to see each other. For us to come out from behind our screens and meet in some large emporium, a clearing in a forest, a beach, a huge tavern in the city, and hug and laugh and dance and jam the hours away with our music and embraces.

It is as if the musician loves the world that allows his music to be played many thousands of miles away, anytime, and yet misses the contact with the audience. This is the loneliness I feel most strongly in this exquisite track. It is such a rich track it needs no others to accompany it.

The message is clear. It's impossible, but beautiful. Like all desire - a longing that opens us, for we need to be opened.

                                                        

An Artful Beach

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direct link: beach in summer by redmagik

Because of the disco beat, which never relents, the ocean seemed composed of fragmented glass. It falls on a beach painted wet on wet in watercolours and in the sky painted gulls and the metal pin of an airplane. The musical scene felt like animation, the winds coming as in an artful video. Just after half way I heard the Zephyr, soprano voices over the drone. The industrial sounds continued, with that ethereal voice calling from a long way off. The beach grasses waved like animated strokes. The water fell in shattered glass drops. The sonic beachscape built on itself, growing richer, even visionary. The drone continued, a quiet fan with beach detritus, aluminum foil caught in it. Planes flew by. Insects crawled in the dunes. Sandpipers bounced on sand wet with seafoam. Clouds became sparse. The sun shone and it was over.