What struck me about the original piece was a sense of levitative melancholy. A very soft sensibility to silence, but with an absent rhythm, kind of like a heart beat, driving the energy forward, yet inaudible. I wanted to create a rhythm that drove forward with gentle strength, and brought forth the underlying topography of the emotion. Like placing a grid on a landscape, a grid that adapts to its contours.
And then there's that chord change which turns the sublimity of the present, into a distant melancholic memory, just for a second; nostalgia permeating the air, a miniature minute for memory, patiently returning to a feeling of vivid presence, of sunny gardens through window panes. That shift felt perfect, and i decided to let it play, and hold my breath.
it has been a joy to participate.