Soliloquy: A Meditation of Themes

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Soliloquy was written as a set of "meditation" pieces that are designed to put the listener into a relaxed, contemplative state of mind. The music isn't cheerful or happy, but rather overcast and melancholy. Each of the works in the collection is designed to evoke a sort of "down the hall" feeling as if you're listening to the music from another room. This technique offers a sort of isolation and loneliness that can't be captured with up-close and personal recording techniques.

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The music in this release is best thought of as a drizzly, rainy day. The supple melodic lines and effervescent harmonies bubble just below the surface. Through repeated listenings, you'll begin to enjoy a deeper and more insightful experience. These compositions are designed to take you out of yourself and guide you through a journey deep into your psyche. They require several listenings to appreciate, but those who put in the effort are rewarded with music that changes and brings on new dimensions with each listening.

The release begins with a drowning and ends with an entrance to a new world. The initial piece is based on the legend of La Llorona. She's known in many ways throughout the world, but the most popular version is one where she's betrayed by her lover and out of anger and a moment of madness drowns her children. This is how the album begins, and it brings us deeper into the depths of despair as the album continues. You can actually hear the waves rushing over her children as the piece picks up its pace and culminates in a final, panicked and mournful song as La Llorona wakes and realizes what she's done.

"Chilled" continues the saga with a piece that is plastered in cold hard metal. The flute, operating on its own is now reflecting on things beyond our understanding. The mysterious things that keep us up late at night, and make us worry about our health during the days. It's short-lived, as we push these thoughts beneath the surface and "burn" such depressing thoughts into the depths of our minds.

"Burned" follows with a whimsical, but always dark, an impression of the ascent from these deeper thoughts. It's lighter in nature, and it seems to be made of sticks and wooden things that are found in the forests of the world. It's a clean piece that is designed to bring us up before sleep attacks us again.

"Queen Mab" enters. She invades our dreams and directs our thoughts to the trickster inside us all. As she boards her chariot and swoops into the night, our dreams are overrun by the things that are affecting us most. The time for dreams is the time for rest, but with "Queen Mab," there is little respite from the darkness of this album.

We wake in the night, and our completely alone with our "Soliloquy." The night air is still, and we're relieved in the knowledge it was all just a dream. As we continue, we begin to realize that the dream never really ended. The album continues...

We're now lost in the forest, but the forest is not dangerous. We relax and gain our bearings as we look at the various trees and think about how each tree has its own distinct place in the world -- perhaps a metaphor for our own lives.

"406" is the return home. This clown-like, cyclical collection of works twirls around a central idea. We're left without our bearings, and we begin to realize this album was the just the beginning of an epic cycle that takes us through life, follows us, and doesn't let us go until the very end.

It's at this moment we see "The Key." It's the sounds we hear at night when the insects begin making their music. The crickets outside, the wind in the trees and everything else that lets us know the night is upon us. The entire piece was created using the sound of a scratching key, and it provides a clue to the continuation of the album and what to expect in the future. As we walk through the narrow corridor that the door opens, things become increasing uncomfortable and stifled. Relief never comes, as we attempt to walk through the dark corridors -- if only there was light to discern the way.

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