One listen.

This was easy to start. Great. I started slowing down. Not great. Spent a good bit of time trying to catch up, but I wasn’t actively thinking too much, so I’m not too fussed.

A bit of imagery came through here and there which I also think is good. I feel like I was moving toward some sort of balance between imagery and instrument description. Maybe I was; maybe I wasn’t. I’m happy with how it turned out.

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

I hope you enjoy.

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A brief silence before sound comes in. Something grows and bass plays a waking melody. A cool melody. Percussion arrives and now the bass plays something that seems to march along that beat, but it marches joyously.

When the other sounds come in, the melody shifts. Something smooth, rolling, almost. Progressing. More joyous, in a sense, or at least more strident. The keys wail and shout, and move with energy, and it’s all massive even though it’s small.

The bass and percussion on their own, continuing in rises and falls, breathing, marching steady. Other sounds return, layering, filling a space. Creating a gathering of sorts. And then it peels back once more, though a little less, and it’s this cooled scene. A cooled moment as everything progresses toward where it must.

And then something familiar, with smoothed out, gliding sounds. Gliding and walking smoothly. Floating in the air before the keys take off and expand whilst remaining small. Flying fast, moving with care, moving with elegance.

On and on the sounds continue. On and on and finding spots and spaces of change and transition, and looking forward staring off into something. Finding calm at the end of the day, finding calm in a grand, vast space, and finding it at home and sitting down as the sounds stop and the song ends.