My careless languorous muse refused (to take yes for a question).

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We travel alone in all the important times that we grow. We have our tribe, our friends, our family, to help us along the way. But it becomes so quiet and still when we need to truly grow. Growth and fear and grappling with the unknown in this world and in our next travels, feels highly volatile…the perplexing instability of the human life form that is neither particle nor wave, but a figment of a fraction of our time spent in this human life form. 

I cannot settle my spirit. It had known settlement and comfort, but that illusion dulled my senses, my inner thoughts and knowings. And although it brought me great pleasure and happiness for the time it was present, deep down I always grapple with our humanity and our purpose as a species…time is of no essence…the spirit lives in its own time and space.

So what am I describing in this music? What have I written?  I know exactly what I have sketched out. I’ve sketched out our infinite search for when our spirit will find a home…whether it’s beside a lake, in the eyes reflecting back at us, in the stars, in the wind whipping through our hair, in the smell of the fire, in the touch of a loved one or in the sounds of a song…our spirit dances and soars and takes infinite shapes as we journey and grow…

I write something of this journey…

For JC and his Dad

Touching The Infinite

“The singing approaches and moves away”

Art work: Markus Winkler via pixabay

Vocals: Vocaloid Yukari
Field recording: Recorded at Shinjuku in Tokyo. From a busy street to a subway station. An electronic melody announces the departure of the subway train. The conductor says, "The train will be departing soon. Please do not force your way onto the train”.

人ごみで誰かがうたう歌の節　遠くくぐもり　不意に間近に

Whenever I am walking through a crowd, I always hear someone singing.
Sometimes that singing comes from far away, but sometimes it is unexpectedly heard very close by.

The Singing Approaches And Moves Away

In A Lifetime

Grooving a little over some of the great changes of Freddie Hubbard's immortal Red Clay


And thanks as always for your generous time listening, for you comments and shares

Red Clay - Jamie Rhind

Sigh

Roque Danse

Our world is noisier than ever before and it's easy to miss God's presence in our lives. This composition is an invitation to slow down in order to hear that "gentle whisper" (still, small voice) mentioned in I Kings 19:12.

The Gentle Whisper

The colors of the autumn...when leaves start falling, scents arise from the ground, and colors appear like an expressive painting....that makes the autumn a beautiful time of the year.

Colorful Autumn

A lot is happening in my life at this moment. Sometimes for me music is a way to escape all the stuff, that makes life complicated. I started working on this new ep and had a lot of emotions and thoughts, which were in need of some form of expression. I really hope you liike my compositions, because I put a lot of love, time and work into these. From writing to playing the tracks in a recording environment - I did everything on my own! :) 

Special thanks to DSN Audiprodukion for recording, mixing and mastering!

What do you feel when you hear this music?

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Paul Maurice Roche | Composer