lauantai 2. elokuuta 2014
Here's a little something I made yesterday. I also drew some desert pictures and wrote a short story, they come as a PDF when you download the album. It's free anyway, sort of a soundtrack for the story. I am obsessed with deserts, I feel the most comfortable when I can't hear any man made noises, no cars, no construction sites, no traffic.. I've been living in cities for nearly ten years for now, so I think mental deserts are my escape, my meditational retreat from all these suburban soundscapes. Also, when I play my music to random people, two first names to come up are usually Morricone and Tarantino, which I find interesting, since I was playing them music and not showing them movies. But the thing is, desert is in the atmosphere. And I think Tarantino and Morricone both draw their atmospheres from the same mental desert I do. The solitude, silence put in sounds, silence filling the music in a really odd way. It may sound absurd, but you can fill music with silence, you can weave it into the sounds, this is something I am still observing, studying, eager to learn how to master the art of hidden silence, but I think it is quite essential for someone truly to become the "zen master" of his practice, you need to learn to include complete silence in the noise, to understand they are both pretty much the same thing from different angle. I dream of deserts, and I wish when I get old I'll have a donkey and I'll be living on a desert. It would be great. Now here is the short story, and here are the images.
I had walked for hours, but the darkness seemed unbreakable, as though it would have been only thickening around me since the beaten up car ran out of gas. I did not mind, though it was cold, it was silent. Lizards and vultures escaped me as I tried to find my way through the darkness. Moon seemed like a huge bowl of moldy soup in the dark sky, but it helped me see as soon as my eyes got used to it’s dim light. The desert seemed to weave a web of tranquility around my nerves, I hoped this night would never come to an end, I was hoping maybe this could be the night I'd depart from my flesh. Although the thought had always terrified me, I thought there would be no better time. Right here, right now. It would be a life complete. It would be a destiny fulfilled.