The Color of All Colors
gurdonark
I also uploaded an instrumental version, in case anyone wishes to have fun with the tune in another setting.
My thanks to the folks at:
http://www.hapitones.com/
who provided me with permission to make samples from the wonderful, easy to play, pentatonic scaled hapi drum, and permission to use them.
Winter is not for me a “heavy” time of weighted and freighted things. Winter is a quiet, joyful time filled with the fireflies of realization and the lightning bugs of joy. I love the sight of holly in bloom, of light snow as seen through a street light, and of stark prairie colors blown by the wind like a cold but inviting sea.
For my piece, I sampled a small kalimba and sequenced it through my synthesizer. Then I sampled a hapi drum, which became the more rhythmic set of sounds. I explored adding voices, and toyed with the idea of percussion (perhaps even a cowbell).
I settled instead on this gentle mix in which winter is a colorful, child-like place, and any white cubes dissolve in joy like powdered sugar into hot chocolate.
My thanks to the folks at:
http://www.hapitones.com/
who provided me with permission to make samples from the wonderful, easy to play, pentatonic scaled hapi drum, and permission to use them.
Winter is not for me a “heavy” time of weighted and freighted things. Winter is a quiet, joyful time filled with the fireflies of realization and the lightning bugs of joy. I love the sight of holly in bloom, of light snow as seen through a street light, and of stark prairie colors blown by the wind like a cold but inviting sea.
For my piece, I sampled a small kalimba and sequenced it through my synthesizer. Then I sampled a hapi drum, which became the more rhythmic set of sounds. I explored adding voices, and toyed with the idea of percussion (perhaps even a cowbell).
I settled instead on this gentle mix in which winter is a colorful, child-like place, and any white cubes dissolve in joy like powdered sugar into hot chocolate.