track nr |
Title |
description |
Duration |
01 |
a price must be paid for betrayal |
dirfting sounds, stopping short of being sad, more like being
vaguely lost, the in-between state before complete realization
(from Gumbo soundtrack) |
2:27 |
02 |
he can dance |
a quirky organ sound leads a jumpy, jazzy, jocular beat that
tickles you to a losening and tricky dance |
4:18 |
03 |
relentless |
a mathematical persistence, a baroque-like clarity and a dogged
linearity gives this classically sounding piece a feeling of endlessness |
4:36 |
04 |
Accordion Sequence |
a recording from the early days (2001) when i took sample drumtracks
and played around with it. since then, this piece was twice upgraded.
the "sequence" is 'n common harmonic pattern that i took on various
twists with the playful sound of the accordion |
4:24 |
05 |
East to Africa |
a thickly textured visit to the east. lively sounds evoke the
simple beauty of oriental music.. until it slips by accident into
an african groove.. |
6:50 |
06 |
the carpet factory |
lost, haunted, deprived, the beautiful sadness of innocence
- such is the picture painted of the child doing forced labour |
3:15 |
07 |
gumbo epilogue |
and oh so smooth, delicate, dreamy play of sounds. A subtly
sexy dance with tinges of melancholy between the piano and cello.
Brilliant soundtrack for a brilliant play! |
3:56 |
08 |
love dance |
young love: starts shyly, feelingly, testing.. slowly building,
gathering momentum, and then.. a full on dance!
|
4:02 |
09 |
salsa |
spunky sounds, a sharp beat and playful sprinkles juice the
salsa feel up to become an irresistable leg-lifter |
3:03 |
10 |
global warming |
epic portrayal of humanity rushing towards a meltdown, then
falling into a swoon as the heat forces all to dream again. the
dream turns out to be just a nightmare, we wake up, and rushes
forth again.. and then? |
7:10 |
11 |
first love |
a piece recalled from my teens. it was a favourite with my friends,
especially with the one I was obsessed with, but never got close
to. full of tender love. |
4:41 |
11 |
first love |
a piece recalled from my teens. it was a favourite with my friends,
especially with the one I was obsessed with, but never got close
to. full of tender love. |
4:41 |
12 |
Child of the World |
a song that intends to move and haunt you. the "child of the
world" is asking all of us to revive the inner child, as a measure
against a dying world. for a solo child's voice, solo soprano
and choir |
5:50 |
13 |
my africa |
a lone, but peaceful marimba starts a journey, gradually building
excitement until it rattles one's bones in a stram of unrelenting
rhythmic flow. after peaking, it slowly brings one back, gently
leaving with an almost forgotten, affirming, good-bye note. |
5:39 |
14 |
Soul of Soles |
a home-coming sort of piece, sort of peace.. gentle bass pizzicato's
punctuate a cyclical lilt that gives you comfort wherever you
are |
4:12 |