Inspired by a poem by Robert Bly:
“Ah, on this planet we are born again and again. A gold sun rises in the East, but for us, it is a black sun. Each time the black sun rises, dazzling and tremendous, its sadness flows …
Really fantastic work Eskerod!
Some ingenious stuff going on in here. 👏
So much variation and energy🔥🎸
nice way of sound