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Continuing from the previous "Grasshopper" episode, a phalanx of Grasshoppers parade and precision march to project their strident orchestral calls and beat some big orchestral drums. Ponderous, these little creatures they are. Down the dark echoing harmonic ladder. A serious look. Bang the drum. This descent abruptly cuts to the pretty bells. "Up so many floating bells down" said e.e. cummings the great unpunctuated poet. Fade the arpeggiations as the cadence resolves with a whoosh of dribbling liquid frostings onto an A major 6th close. Clearly time for bed.
By Don SlepianContinuing from the previous "Grasshopper" episode, a phalanx of Grasshoppers parade and precision march to project their strident orchestral calls and beat some big orchestral drums. Ponderous, these little creatures they are. Down the dark echoing harmonic ladder. A serious look. Bang the drum. This descent abruptly cuts to the pretty bells. "Up so many floating bells down" said e.e. cummings the great unpunctuated poet. Fade the arpeggiations as the cadence resolves with a whoosh of dribbling liquid frostings onto an A major 6th close. Clearly time for bed.