"On earth, a goose opens its chest to a sound. The goose takes the bullet this way. A sacrifice denied to the wind since there is no such thing as sacrifice anymore having succumbed to fever and the millennium. The bullet is all consequence. Sun Ra refuses red-long and high, low and deep. His arms are long enough to embrace them." - Ruth Ellen Kocher
La fantasia que permea la oscuridad La reminiscencia de lúgubres abrazos Las caracolas negras que saltan sobre unos hombros despistados Isadora... un canto eterno.
no prizes for guessing the greatest influence here, but this is sublime, contemporary but with a nod to the past. his NPR performance is outstanding. A Fan.
