A note, a thud, a beeeeeeep, in simple isolation. An idea, a vision, illuminated by a creative snare. A string, a tree, a piece of you and me. Vibrating, strumming, resonating, chings, crackling, firing, colliding together the particles of their core … to make something of intricate complexity.
“Listen. Can you hear it? The music. I can hear it everywhere. In the wind… in the air… in the light. It’s all around us. All you have to do is open yourself up. All you have to do… is listen.” August Rush
Fuse that with particles of emotions, dreamscapes, messages between the lines, the internet of things, sonic waves, infrared, virality… and you feel discovered is someone else’s life song.
Add lullabies acoustica, love-live-life sounds, wrapped in light and harmony … poetic conversations, and my favourite style of music, and a little piece of heaven just unfolds.
I was asked to discover this when the truth is it discovered something within me. And it’s looking to do the exact same thing if you just let it in.
Delicious accords of what music should sound a little more like.
“You know what music is? God’s little reminder that there’s something else besides us in this universe, a harmonic connection between all living beings, every where, even the stars.” August Rush
This is a simple little album that’s set to ripple it’s way into the world. Anytime listening wrapped in Austen Ledley’s album Sea to Sky.
Time to unravel your world and meet yourself again in the intricate shape of simpleness.