Driving through the force of music, delving into
rhythms held inside.
Opening wide, doors of liveabilty, concerns set
aside, all beats of life becoming music, riding
tidal waves outside ourselves.
Traveling in tides, ebbing and flowing over and
under us, raging totally inside as we listen
carefully to etudes being made right now.
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