Ladies and gentlemen, gather 'round the sonic hearth, for we're about to embark on a musical expedition that will tantalize your auditory senses and transport you to a realm where sound becomes a time machine. This is more than just a track; it's a sonic journey through the ages, a gastronomic feast for the ears.

Our melody is a guitar-based masterpiece, a siren's call that beckons you into the unknown. Picture not one, but two guitars, their parts doubling and intertwining like old lovers meeting after a long separation. It's a dance of strings that paints intricate patterns across your mind.

But here's where it gets truly mesmerizing – angular harmonic ideas that twist and turn like a serpent through the musical landscape. The harmonies defy convention, leading you down a labyrinthine path of sonic exploration. Your ears won't believe what they're hearing.

And then, the deep bass arrives, a rumbling undercurrent that resonates within your very core. It's the heartbeat of this composition, a primal force that anchors you to the ancient soil of the Sierra Norte here in Mexico.

Ah, but we're not done yet. The piano steps in, its keys a portal to nostalgia. It weaves a melancholic tale that tugs at your heartstrings, like the echoes of a long-lost memory.

Now, let's talk about the feel of the ancients. This isn't just music; it's a spiritual journey. It's as if the ghosts of the Sierra Norte have found a way to communicate through sound. Close your eyes, and you can almost see them, the indigenous people who once roamed these lands, leaving their indelible mark on the very air we breathe.

As the notes swirl and dance, you'll find yourself ensnared in elusions of psychedelic experiences, like a shamanic ritual conducted by ancient gods, their names long forgotten but their presence still lingering in the hidden corners of our minds.

But don't be fooled, for there's a hint of the creepy, a shadowy figure that lurks just out of sight. It's the yin to the composition's yang, a reminder that even in the most awe-inspiring moments, there is a touch of darkness.

This composition is a testament to the Sierra Norte, a place where every tree tells a story, and every rock whispers the secrets of time. It's inspired by the walks in these woods, the people who call this place home, and the ancient souls who once walked this hallowed ground.

So, my friends, prepare to be transported to a world where music becomes a portal to history, where the past and present collide in a symphony of emotions. It's a feast for the ears, a journey for the soul, and an experience you won't soon forget. Bon appétit, or should I say, buen provecho! 🎸🌲🎶 

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Ancient Harmonic Sueño

Hanging out in the cloud forests of the Sierra Juárez mountains in Oaxaca, I’m tapping into the sounds of the universe like a mushroom-drunk nahual, reaching into the heart of nature to grasp at the mysteries of existence.

You’ll hear influences from deep time and across as many cultures as I can get my hands on. I get obsessed, man. Seriously, everything else melts away around me. I can spend days absorbed in an idea, like that stone statue guy—but with a stone guitar instead.

My approach to music? About as unpredictable as my ability to remember where I last saw my passport (pretty crucial when you live abroad all the time, right?). Some say I’ve got a “touch” of inattentive ADHD. Me? I call it an avant-garde approach to life. And yeah, maybe there’s been a mushroom-induced revelation or two along the way, but who’s counting? I don’t need a million-dollar studio—just a good instrument, a decent interface, a computer, and some monitors that hopefully survive my absent-minded chaos.

I’m a multi-instrumentalist who loves complexity, especially when it sneaks up on you through unexpected rhythms or harmonies from the far corners of the globe. From Carnatic ragas to garage rock grooves—why not just mix every cool sound and see what happens? Maybe I’ll start with a harmonic progression from Bach’s Goldberg Variations and slap it into a Hindustani 7/4 thaal (that’s rhythm, if you’re wondering). It’s a bit technical but, trust me, as cool as—well, let’s just say it’s the kind of vibe that might inspire a dream-like hallucination about nailing the perfect groove.

Yeah, I am a Ph.D. trained evolutionary biologist, and...   that sounds impressive until you find out I bailed on it the second I landed a good job. I was bored out of my mind. People look at me like a guy who won the lottery and then spent it all on the greatest collection of rare video games (I mean, I’m not that bad, right?). But switching from science back to music wasn’t just quitting—it was finally tuning into something deeper. Music and science might seem like distant cousins, but to me, they’re intertwined—both ways to unlock the secrets of the universe.

Now, I live in Capulálpam De Méndez, a mystical town in the Oaxacan mountains. The ancient Zapotec culture runs deep here, and creativity flows as freely as the mezcal at the fiestas (and trust me, there are plenty of fiestas).

Art is for everyone, and I’m always pushing to create something that connects—whether it’s a complex harmonic structure or just the right amount of groove to make you forget your troubles (or your keys, in my case).

So if you’re into music that teeters on the edge of chaos but mostly lands right where it needs to be—well, welcome. Just don’t expect me to remember how I got here, or where I left my bag. Seriously, my passport might’ve been in there… Was it the tuk-tuk? (sounds like a joke right...  Err..  its not....)



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Relajándome en los bosques nublados de las montañas de la Sierra Juárez en Oaxaca, estoy sintonizando los sonidos del universo como un nahual borracho de hongos, llegando al corazón de la naturaleza para intentar comprender los misterios de la existencia.

Escucharás influencias de tiempos profundos y de tantas culturas como pueda explorar. Me obsesiono, hermano. En serio, todo lo demás desaparece a mi alrededor. Puedo pasar días absorbido en una idea, como ese tipo de las estatuas de piedra—pero con una guitarra de piedra en su lugar.

¿Mi enfoque hacia la música? Tan impredecible como mi habilidad para recordar dónde dejé mi pasaporte (bastante crucial cuando vives en el extranjero todo el tiempo, ¿verdad?). Algunos dicen que tengo un "toque" de TDAH inatento. ¿Yo? Lo llamo un enfoque vanguardista de la vida. Y sí, tal vez haya habido una o dos revelaciones inducidas por hongos en el camino, pero ¿quién está contando? No necesito un estudio de millones de dólares—solo un buen instrumento, una interfaz decente, una computadora y unos monitores que, con suerte, sobrevivan a mi caos despistado.

Soy un multiinstrumentista que ama la complejidad, especialmente cuando te sorprende con ritmos o armonías inesperadas de los rincones más lejanos del mundo. Desde ragas carnáticas hasta los grooves del garage rock—¿por qué no mezclar todos los sonidos geniales y ver qué pasa? Quizás empiece con una progresión armónica de las Variaciones Goldberg de Bach y la meta en un thaal hindú de 7/4 (es decir, un ritmo, por si te lo preguntas). Es un poco técnico, pero créeme, es tan genial como—bueno, digamos que es del tipo de vibras que podrían inspirar una alucinación soñadora sobre encontrar el groove perfecto.

Sí, tengo un doctorado en biología evolutiva, y eso suena impresionante hasta que descubres que lo dejé en cuanto conseguí un buen trabajo. Estaba aburrido como una ostra. La gente me mira como a un tipo que ganó la lotería y luego lo gastó todo en Beanie Babies (no soy tan malo, ¿verdad?). Pero pasar de la ciencia de nuevo a la música no fue simplemente abandonar—fue finalmente sintonizar con algo más profundo. La música y la ciencia pueden parecer primos lejanos, pero para mí, están entrelazados—ambas son formas de desentrañar los secretos del universo.

Ahora vivo en Capulálpam De Méndez, un pueblo místico en las montañas de Oaxaca. La antigua cultura zapoteca corre profundo aquí, y la creatividad fluye tan libremente como el mezcal en las fiestas (y créeme, hay muchas fiestas).

El arte es para todos, y siempre busco crear algo que conecte—ya sea una estructura armónica compleja o solo la cantidad justa de groove para hacerte olvidar tus problemas (o tus llaves, en mi caso).

Así que si te gusta la música que oscila en el borde del caos pero que la mayoría de las veces aterriza justo donde debe estar—bienvenido. Solo no esperes que recuerde cómo llegué aquí, o dónde dejé mi bolsa. En serio, creo que mi pasaporte estaba allí... ¿Fue en el tuk-tuk? (suena como una broma, pero... ehh, no lo es...).

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