One listen.

I’m now working to clear as much of these songs I’ve queued to write about as I can. Could probably get it all done in a few days, if not one day, but I also value my getting other things done. But there will be quite a few of these coming.

Anyway, I queued this up a while ago, and I guess my urge to get moving has helped me get into the right mode to start on this. Early on I realised how my writing was going and I tried to stick firmly with it. I was hoping to touch more on a sense of the human condition, but that wasn’t coming forward, which is fine.

Jon Batiste, Chad Smith & Bill Laswell’s “B2” is from The Process.

I hope you enjoy.

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Sound hums calm and prepares, and the keys come in, descending in waves. Descending in drama. They rise as they descend. They ascend. They play in cascades and fall, fall and keep falling. And other sound stirs, soft, comforting. Relational, almost.

The keys break up and play a new melody. They play carefully and play with space, and they seem to be looking to go further up. To ascend further. And they do when they start descending, and as they do they start distorting. Fraying. Underneath the cascade another melody plays, continuing on from that brief space.

Almost looking forward, looking through it all, looking through the cascade… something builds and it keeps on building, but it doesn’t become a build in the sound, so to speak. The sounds aren’t growing thicker, more encompassing.

The melody changes once more… almost. It feels like a reflection, and it seems to have shrunk. There’s a questioning in it; there’s concern, but there’s still a rising. Rising higher and higher, and having less to reach that top point before cascading once more, before finding a point to rest at the song’s end.