Ravi

An exploration

Mix it. Strange sounds of sustained
rhythmic tension and torque.
A soundtrack to where the pain
melodies away in a soft rise and fall.

Up the tempo, crazed improvising,
explore the boundaries of audible phrasings. 
Pluck, strum, pound, blow, constrict the timings, 
trip, almost fall, drilling, drumming, squeaking, blazing.

Pull me under, tones and beats as air
breathing it, eating it, swallowing, drowning there.
Stop it, stop-stop-stop it, sustained attack.
Sliding to the peak, high, break, fall, bringing it back.

Smooth on point, regular, motions, moving melodic,
perfect, root, tonic, resolution, harmonic.

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The Iridium New York City, March 2005, Nikon d70

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