January 17, 2019

She hangs in the shadows of my dreams
And whispers…

Johnny Hollow

mystical ecstasy and death

December 7, 2018

From pure sensation to the intuition of beauty, from pleasure and pain to love and the mystical ecstasy and death — all the things that are fundamental, all the things that, to the human spirit, are most profoundly significant, can only be experienced, not expressed. The rest is always and everywhere silence.

After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.

Aldous Huxley
The Rest Is Silence

hunting for you

October 31, 2018

I’ll be screaming through the afterlife. I’ll be hunting for you, buried under flowers.

Chelsea Wolfe
Two Spirit

Halloween Playlist

October 28, 2018

An almost perfect Halloween Playlist compiled by that wonderful witch Orion Burke, just for you, boys & girls. Great music for a walk in the woods at twilight, or a casual stroll through your local cemetery after dark. Enjoy and have a blessed, eerie, and joyful All Hallows’ Eve –

1. “All Saints’ Eve” – Vincent Price
2. “Full Moonlight Dance” – Libana
3. “King of the Faeries (Remix)” – Áine Minogue
4. “Tam Lin” Anaïs Mitchell & Jefferson Hamer
5. “Samhain” – Lisa Thiel
6. “Song for Samhain” – Victoria Parks
7. “All Hallow’s Eve” – Story, The
8. “Alison Cross” – Malinky
9. “She Is Crone” – Kellianna
10. “Samhain Night” – Jenna Greene
11. “Full Moon Light Dance” – Tina Malia
12. “The Uttoxeter Souling Song/Turner’s” – Blowzabella
13. “All Hallows” – Sharron Krauss, Jon Boden, Hay Field, Ian Woods, & Claire Lloyd
14. “We Are the Flow” – Lila
15. “Night of the Black Mirror” – Peggy Monaghan
16. “Samain Night” Loreena McKennitt
17. “Spirits of the World” – Áine Minogue
18. “Autumn’s Twilight” – Kiva
19. “Samhain Eve” – Damh the Bard
20. “Come to the Labyrinth” – S.J. Tucker
21. “Samhain (Into the Winter Nights)” – Elisa Welch M.
22. “Witchery Fate Song” – Jean Luc Lenoir
23. “Hecate” – Ruth Barrett
24. “Ancestor’s Song” – Kellianna
25. “The Banshee Set” – Bröceliande
26. “The Old Churchyard” – Offa Rex
27. “An Fainne Or” – Áine Minogue
28. “Samhain” – Heather Alexander
29. “Hallow’s Eve” – Lisa Theriot
30. “Unquiet Grave” – Kate Rusby
31. “The Lover’s Ghost” – The Owl Service
32. “Robin Is Dead” – Sharron Kraus
33. “So spricht das Leben (So Sayeth Life)” – The Mediaeval Baebes
34. “Cerdiwen and Taliesen” – Damh the Bard
35. “Dance in the Graveyards” – Delta Rae
36. “Wolf an Dro” – Omnia
37. “Tam Lin” – Trent Wagler and The Steel Wheels
38. “Souling Song – Samhain Version” – Kristen Lawrence
39. “November Drinking Song” – Magpie Lane
40. “Auld Lang Syne” – Mairi Campbell

my piano

September 1, 2018

my first love was a piano, whom I met when I was five. currently, we are separated against our wills. except, my piano doesn’t have a will. it just sinks beneath poor choices, patiently abandoned in a town I haven’t lived in for two years –


August 4, 2018

To stand with mind akimbo where the wind riffles the ridge. Slow, slow jazz: it must begin before the instrument with bones dreaming themselves hollow and the dusk rising in them like a sloth ascending. Moon, night after night rehearsing shades of pause and spill, sifting into reed beds, silvering the fine hairs on your arms, making rhythm out of light and nothing, making months. What have I ever made of life or it of me, all I ever asked for was to be remembered constantly by everything I ever touched.

Don Mckay
From: Lift
Camber: Selected Poems (McClelland & Stewart Ltd, 2004)


July 19, 2018

Elżbieta Niezgoda

The harp is played by Welsh fairies to an extent unknown in those parts of the world where the harp is less popular among the people. When any instrument is distinctly heard in fairy cymmoedd it is usually the harp. Sometimes it is a fiddle, but then on close examination it will be discovered that it is a captured mortal who is playing it; the Tylwyth Teg prefer the harp. They play the bugle on specially grand occasions, and there is a case or two on record where the drone of the bagpipes was heard; but it is not doubted that the player was some stray fairy from Scotland or elsewhere over the border. On the top of Craig-y-Ddinas thousands of white fairies dance to the music of many harps. In the dingle called Cwm Pergwm, in the Vale of Neath, the Tylwyth Teg make music behind the waterfall, and when they go off over the mountains the sounds of their harps are heard dying away as they recede.

Wirt Sikes

British Goblins: Welsh Folk-lore, Fairy Mythology, Legends and Traditions

wind-chime aria

May 7, 2018

how he held my hands & told me
that Mozart’s father taught him to play
by breaking his fingers each time a note fell wrong

i still find myself searching
for ghosts in the melody

torrin a greathouse

Edwige Fouvry - Et Paysage De Nuit

I’ve never willingly written a word without listening to music of some sort. Right now I’m listening to Debussy’s Sonata for Cello and Piano. When pushed by deadlines I’ve sometimes been obliged to work in silence, on a train or plane or in a cafe. (A Walkman I don’t like, since its penetrating sound, piped directly into the cranial bones, is too aggressive and inescapable: booming aural earmuffs.)

Virgil Thomson, recognized my condition right away. There are two kinds of writers, he said. Those who demand absolute silence and those, like you, who need to hear music, the better to concentrate.

Perhaps he put his finger on the underlying psychological process, but I have never felt I was blocking out music the better to focus my thoughts. Admittedly I sometimes recognize that at a certain moment during the last 10 minutes I must have stopped paying attention to the music filling the room, but more often than not I experience music as a landscape unscrolling just outside the window whenever I look up, or as a human drama unfolding across the courtyard when I peek out, or as a separate but beloved presence, an intimate friend sitting in a matching chair, thinking and feeling. Music for me is a companion during the lonely (and why not admit it? the boring) hours of writing.

Music is also in stark contrast to writing. Music is already perfect, sure-footed, whereas I’m struggling to remember a word, frame a description, invent an action. If for me music is the secret sharer, it is a friend who has no needs and encourages me to trust that beauty can be achieved in this life, at least theoretically.

Music is always living out its own vivid, highly marked adventure, which is continuous and uninterrupted. It exists as a superior way of transcribing emotions, or rather of notating shifting balances, repeating motifs, accumulating tensions, deferred resolutions and elaborated variations. As the composer Roger Sessions once put it, music communicates in a marvellously vivid and exact way the dynamics and the abstract qualities of emotion, but any specific emotional content must be supplied from without, by the listening writer in this case.

Edmund White
Before a Rendezvous With the Muse, First Select the Music
New York Times, 18th June 2001