• Wheel of the Year

    Wheel of the Year

    The seasons come and the seasons go, just as it ever was. Earth orbits around the sun, the moon around this little planet, life ebbs and flows. We mark this in seasons, in stages, in festivals. This is my sculpted sound celebrating the Wheel of the Year as imagined and realised by this temple eden.

    A crescendo of simple, melodic soundscapes that capture the ecstasy of the seasons and festivals in the Wheel of the Year.
    Explore the thinness of Samhain, of reaching through the veil, of being the closest to the other side, the liminal, a threshold.

    Feel the hibernating, yet beating heart of the Winter Solstice. Beneath our feet life lies dormant, awaiting and biding its time. It prepares for birth, gestating while the darkness prevails.

    It is time. Life is ready. The first tentative glimpses of light and life. Seek the blessing of Imbolc for the future, for the harvest, for life itself.

    A state of balance, equality. The Spring Equinox when light and dark stand together. At Spring the direction is forward, toward abundance, toward the light. The innocence of childhood and the exuberance of youth are held in check, before life’s biggest change.

    Be possessed by the energy of Beltane the fire dance. Life in all its abundance, finding its path. Embrace change, embrace growth, toward fulfilment, toward promise.

    Magnify the zenith of the Summer Solstice, as the light reaches its most powerful. Feed from the riches of the celestial energy. Bask in the bounty as darkness recedes to its bit part.

    The gift of the land is an echoed refrain from the sowing of the seed. As Lammas brings a harvest of plenty. The light has provided and now as custodians we reap what we have sown. We are mindful that resources are limited, and a finite gift should be distributed wisely.

    Finally, once again, we return to a state of balance at the Autumn Equinox. Light and dark again stand side by side. However, at autumn we are falling back. Our journey is toward the dark. We begin to clear away, to store, to bring inside. The leaves are about fall. The Wheel of the Year will turn again, but for this final moment, all is balanced.

    The Wheel of the Year is available on Spotify, Apple Music and other streaming services. I hope you enjoy it.

  • Working on the site

    Working on the site

    This should be an other easier than it is. I know more now than ever, but seem to messing it up quite extraordinarily.

  • Final mixing moments…

    … a new collection of music is almost with us.

  • Music to Journal by is released

    Music to journal by is both a soundtrack to accompany your own journaling practice and a musical soundscape exploring the creative journal process in four movements.

    Music to Journal by is a musical journey, an odyssey through the creative process. Now creativity is never set and can take many forms. The process can be complex and varied or simple and straightforward. But I distilled stages that I find often repeated in my own creative process into the four steps presented here. I then sought to express these steps as musical soundscapes.

    It begins with confusion and stubbornness as you come face to face with the blank page. Overcome adversity the blank page. Emotions, doubts, fears, and dreams all seek purchase in a cacophony of conflicting thoughts. To start or not. To create or not. The first mark, the first word, the first note… when will they appear. Turn up, and overcome adversity.

    We demand inspiration as we go through the Invocation of the Muse. We summon forth in rituals, words, and laments. We seek the muse through dreams, pilgrimages and actions. Sometimes we just need to be still. He, she, they may be there, waiting for us to give them space to inspire. Seek and ye shall find, if you have ears, listen.

    At some point in the creative process, we find ourselves in a creative flow. Words, brush strokes or melodies are poured out. The creative dam breaks as we Let art Emerge. Time can find little meaning here, minutes or hours may pass in the seeming blink of an eye, or flourish of pen.

    At some point, time does become a thing again. At some point, we realise we have our creation. Our canvas, our words, our score; your art, your page, your music is complete, this is the time to rest to breathe. Exhale. It is created.

    This is Music to journal by. This is my creative process. This is my musical interpretation of that process, my soundscape. I share it with you and pray it may resonate with you on your own creative process. Art can heal, I offer a little musical medicine.

    Stream here

  • Vocal moment – the sun and the moon

    Spent some time recording some vocals yesterday. It was nice to let the voice loose for a little while. Among the tracks I tackled was The Sun and the Moon. This has been simmering for a while now and I hope to share it soon. Hopefully as part of a new collection. Stay tuned.