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A call in the lone alpine heights resounds, a mist advances, a smothering melody is encased in echoing strings, thematic melodies intertwine, and it’s off to the avant-garde races of missed and mismatched tonalities, ending in a brave chord, and swallowed by a tempest. A vision clears, high and free, and we go back into the theme. Shimmering ripples shine in perfect mirrors, reflecting back far more light than they give. It clears up like a traffic jam, long notes float, turning on a floating spit in a tiny smoker, and from far off down the fog-choked runway, you half hear other melodic forms disappearing into the haze. It becomes a maze, until broken by the call of the horns. They resound again, climbing to a sour sublime. A new ending beckons.
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A trudge with a set grudge pending, the pounding walk continues down long avenues of melody. Automata are set upon the townsfolk without reason, at random moments and in random places spotted. The wind questions everything, and though it is unanswerable, the automata sans authority pipe up anyway. A hurricane swells up from out of town, heaps ever upward and finally quiets to a query, meandering and intensive. A legato flourish ends it.
The triumphant accolades of this post-victorious period are heedless and gay, and even after the heavy stuff started in, the crowd still flails and flourishes into blossoms of orchestral crescendoes. A bold, high intrusion goes legato, keys plink, and the arrival of the wall of realist pragmatism overwhelms random whelps and tinkles. The interplay ends in a cascade of orchestral chords. Metal bends, moans, shakes it slow, and solemn little melodies of childhood poke along, until aggressive flickers of flame extinguish the party, leaving nothing but a random dance of particles, inspiring the mad composer to shower them with melodies, until the overhead universe of endless horizons stretches out before and behind you. A time of peace lays before you; you see the light through your eyelids in the darkness of deepest night.
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The tough, youthful, vibrant stretch of the well-fed membrane, the lithe touch of a sparkling sauce, shimmering hither and yon. Bump! And then a strut up a tuneless ladder commences against a righteous gust of fury. Don’t mind the snow, just keep trudging. Long sweeps float slowly through a distant half-seen galaxy, gases and plasmas stretch through light-decades of space. Further depths yield new beauties. Sonorities assert themselves over rippled frequencies, then leave them utterly exposed. Strings falter forwards, then flatten out.
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Nigh Eye Tay
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The instant tiny swing of one tone nigh the other starts at once, the eyes are fried in constant swings under and over the atmospheric tones droning on behind them in the attentive skull. A tinny chase of notes throws patterns askew, but intact, as your attention shifts to the constant parade of changes. A breath, then a few high queries are fielded, wafted aloft and underscored by encroaching fog, until darkness increases in seriousness across the accursed land. Shakes quake and pass into patty-cakes, but it’s a quick pop as you shake it off and go back full auto-swing. The constant shifting of patterns begin to spell out the melodic flow clearly, while the changing notes continue to befuddle the proud. It becomes dance music strong. Then respectful angel cries are heard, begging for forgiveness from a universe that forgot how to forgive. Line by line the lies unfold; a conviction here, a belief there, dearly held, dead wrong. A shower of synth answers all this, and it ends.
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Autumnal Grace
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Whoopsie-Daisy! An insinuation of normal conversation gone awry in feverish dreams dissolving, released into rising, and overcome by the nightmare of a fuzz tone assault on teen pop simplicity. Control becomes a forgotten dream as sinuous forces writhe in exotic directions unforeseen by expectations grounded in good taste. A bit of a flourish flowers, then dies.
Then a funeral song of the dead shivers outward, rudely invaded by the fuzz tone assault of yore. The bells of apoplexy pop in patterns of fixed intensity, evolving past outrage to attentiveness. High pitched curls spin wildly as soft bells intone a backdrop of harmony, finally absorbed into a pause. A resumption of softness soothes us further under kittenish purrs that swerve into and out of paths of righteousness refined. Climbing chimes describe diverse patterns up until a resumption of the dollops of whoops plop back into the soundscape. An annoying fringe impinges, the melody restates the serious sonic backdrop, and an unsteady trill ululates into the end.
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The Change Music Variety Show St Louis, Missouri
Performing and recording Change Music in Saint Louis since 1977.
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