Imagine yourself on a long walk in the forest. Remember the wind, the sunlight through the canopy, the thunder in the distance. With new age classical stylings, but heavily influenced by jazz and rock, you will hear your memories again in this CD.

13 MP3 Songs
CLASSICAL: New Age, ELECTRONIC: Soundscapes



Details:
When you buy this CD, you are purchasing half of an experience. The other half will come from your memories as you imagine your walk in the forest. The walk will be different each time you listen to this CD.

The songs on this CD find their genesis in a poem I wrote in 1995 and in my wife's watercolor painting "Trees" on the CD cover. The poem is reprinted below.

Every walk we take is sculpted by our place in life on that particular day, with the joys, sadnesses and fears strained through the surrounding environment we find ourselves in at that moment. Sometimes the sun shines, sometimes the birds sing, but sometimes the weather turns ominous...

Enjoy your walk.


DANCE


I walk out into the bright spring forests
I walk unencumbered into the spring forests myriads of birds swarming
all entwined all separate each knowing its place
each lifting its voice in music to the forests

as with all music there is a dance and it is a dance of swirling of twirling
with mouth gaped open eyes torn open swamped with stimuli with arms
outstretched windmills faithfully spinning in smoldering windheat

twirling fast as my legs can twirl fast as my head can spin
fast as I can avoid plunging into the soft needlerich forest floor
as the sun drenches me with its sheets of cold rich water
they love my dance

they love my dance it is borne out of their voices
no one leaves without singing his finest hour

come back always come back forever
we have infinite symphonies to write and perform to delight you
each is effortless and inborn and of no consequence to us otherwise
and each can only be written precisely with you twirling and whirling
drunk with spring bright laughter
you can take them away with you deep inside
in feelings you can live within once you sing through them


copyright greg graves - 1995/2003