At rehearsal on Tuesday (my beloved Tuesday Night Music Club) I had one of those rare moments when I wasn't making the music, it was making me. It felt like the music was moving through me of its own volition, rising up from the earth, into my feet, through my body and out the top of my head. It made the hair stand up on the back of my arms.
I had a similar moment when I recorded In the Pines and now that moment is immortalized. It may still be echoing in cyberspace long after I'm gone.
We caught lightning in a bottle.
What an amazing journey.
Further.
I had a similar moment when I recorded In the Pines and now that moment is immortalized. It may still be echoing in cyberspace long after I'm gone.
We caught lightning in a bottle.
What an amazing journey.
Further.
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