I am thinking here, among other things, of the jazz musicians I used to admire to vividly in my youth, as they were the source
Étiquette : music
An Experience of Timelessness
After so many years spent living it, following its flows and back-flows, all these thousands of hours trying to understand it and improve its articulation,
The Concert All Around
To the awakened soul, every sound in our daily lives participates in a subtle and delicious symphony.A spoon stirring a cup of tea, a cup
Third-Person
The stumbling blocks we find through our daily lives are wonderful indicators of the polishing work which remains to be completed.Presented in such a way,
Music / Spirituality
The same holds true for music and spirituality.It is possible to have read all music manuals, every article about counterpoint, to know it all about
Laying Hands
I realize the beauty of a job consisting in laying my hands on something, and letting them takeAn animal, a wooden board, a human body,
D’une Note, Passer au Travers (0’46 »)
Ce n’est pas tout d’être rebelle, D’avoir le coeur en bandoulière,Encore faut-il avoir quelque chose à dire. Et matière à se taire.. Ici, Miles, en
The Accordion Couples
Many couples work just like an out-of-tune accordion.They breathe in this double-keyboard instrument the rancid air of compensationAnd breathe out the wind of domination. Inhaling
Substitute Nipple And Marine Universal
Long have I lived in the outlet storeOf assembly-line music,There, it filled meWith ethereal echoesConcentrated syrupEmotional quicksandHorizons to follow,Facing overwhelmed eyes. I understand now that
Learning By Heart
The heart generates a magnetic field 400 times more powerful than the brain’s.From my heart to your heart ( I shin den shin),A master to
A Relation To Music
This is what I once wrote as part of an assignment in the context of a Music Therapy course I took, It is not deprived
Welcoming Orchestra
Spoon in the coffee jarCoffee powder falling in the cupHot water poured in Spoon in the cupSpoon in the cupSpoon in the cup Spoon on
What Makes me Feel like Crying (2/2)
This poem is following : What Makes me Feel like Crying (1/2) This is the point where wordsCollapse into linesAnd lines fade out in dots,Where
The Mixing Deck of our Soul
People talk about different music styles.Yet, in reality, the difference does not lay in the elements of definition we bring up in terms of harmonic
Take the words off the mix
Turn the fader now Press the time switch Take the words off the mix You’ll be at peace, for a moment … Yet knowing they
Notes & Silence 