Sunday, April 08, 2012

Producer Producing

Even when not recording, still making. Seeing in the shadows of crows or by buildings near the sea. A song comes from nowhere, sung out of something other. Bell trumpet head, known for whispering fanfare. Notes seep color like blood orange or fresh Pacific salmon, twilight's purple bruises, or burnt rubies. From these form pictures or phrases, a sentence of promise. Even when recording, still making, with electricity externally. Invisible twigs sprouting new leaves, forming connections. Combining in whatever media, reaching out: smears, or sighs, or whispers. Composed and expressed, still making.

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