I found this haiku in honor of Friday the 13th, then got too busy to record then. So I did it today.

I sat down to make Art, and made this instead.

I thought the chord progression was one interesting thing, but it turned out that the first measure of the 4-measure loop was in a different place than I thought, so the chord progression is more normal.

Still. It might be fun.

We all know you're a hoopy frood, and perfectly able to conduct your adventures self-sufficiently.

And let's imagine you've met someone. They too have that magic spark, and additionally there's something they've got that makes your spine thrill. They've quite gotten under your skin.

So here you are, on your solo adventure, in the woods. You find a place in the highlands where the water starts its journey to the sea by tumbling down the side of the mountains.

And even here, at the top of the falls, you hear the magic of their voice.

I went deep into the symbolism that these words have for me, for today's song. Don't know whether that will be evident in the performance.

What's a bridge? Something that goes over something that is between where you are now and someplace else.

A river is going that-a-way, its water flowing over its bed fluidly, carrying with it anything taken up by its currents.

The "I" narrator of this song is going cross-wise to the flow of the river; wherever they are, and wherever they're going, the river's path is otherwise, and it therefore (in this case) forms an obstacle. But no worries—there's a bridge, a way over, a way past.

And for a moment, a hovering-over, as the arch of one path encounters the flow of another.

I think of most haiku as gentle, while my music is frequently un-gentle. So when I came across this haiku by Anthony J. Pupello and it reminded me of my wife, I knew I had to save it for an up-tempo day.

Here you go, boo. Don't compromise. Let's get those plants in the ground.

It's a quote from Carl Jung, because I was looking for something Taoist to relate to the Star Wars universe, and this is what I found. So it aint a haiku. But it spoke to me. So off we go!

Continuing my "Words Month."

Have you ever felt the impulse to match your inner fire to nature's fury? From some place of protection, of course, because nature is on a different power-scale than we humans. But with such protection as we've crafted... might we rise to such?

May is a month for words. I'm not sure how it's going to unfold. But this beautiful haiku makes for a wonderful start.

Improvi-composed in under an hour on 02 May 2016 as part of my Daily Song Project.

Intense, today. I didn't PLAN on today's piece being in an odd meter, much less it being at a breakneck pace of a tempo.

But while on my way to my singin' place, the riff/beat took hold. And once it was there, I figured it was best to make use of it while it was still strong in my body and mind.

Time ran short, though, so I got the loops down and walked away. Mild "cheat," because I had the chance to listen to the loops throughout the rest of the day, and let the music marinade in the back of my mind. At about 8:40pm I set my stuff back up and got the singin' done.

It's not without imperfections, as always. (Also, I learned that I sing better when I've warmed up. Dammit. Now I have to do that consistently.) But... whew! What a ride!

...and steeping like a cheap tea.

Becoming saturated.

Wondering what it's like to live underwater.

Dr. Bellowsmore, you're needed in the Emergency Room. Seems there's a calm and meditative situation that need disruption, STAT.

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