My first real set of recordings that weren't recorded on various 4 and 8 track recorders was Requiem for the Lost, which was completed 37 days before September 11, 2001. 

 

20 years later, I continue to relentlessly pursue the illusive perfect song. I maintain that creating musically taps into some hidden stream of consciousness. It is immensely satisfying to hear the what you have borrowed and reflected back at that stream, and yet that satisfaction quickly gives way to the insatiable to return to that place and see what borrowed spark we can find now.  

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For many musicians, this is our therapy, our well spring, our harvest and our tether to something divine. We always hope that what we do can stir something in you. I hope you find something to escape in.  

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~W