Music always takes me on a journey. You start working on something in the evening and before you know it, it’s getting light again and you realize it’s probably time to go to bed. Meanwhile, you’ve been traveling a different reality where you try to figure out what belongs where.
As if it were a puzzle that you’ve found and that needs to be solved, but the box has no picture, and the end result is something that only can be expressed in a feeling. Now it fits, or this is good (enough).
The biggest pitfall is the one where you keep trying to see if pieces also fit in other places. Because they do, always. And may it also be true that perfection doesn’t exist? Letting go, letting go again and again and on to the next. Otherwise you won’t create anything anymore.
I have fallen into that pitfall several times in recent years. Sometimes not knowing how to get out of it again. This melody is the first of a number that I scribbled on musical paper in recent years. Opening tunes, thematic melodies and mini-journeys to a land where the trees, the waves, the sun and the animals are made of notes. Enjoy
This song is also accompanied by a short poem
Crashing of the waves
I stared into the ocean and never felt its presence
For I am man creator of my own destiny
Then the waves came in and I understood
That there is no here, no there, no inner, no outer
No reason not to care for this planet
For the definition of Nature
Includes me
© Jelle IJntema
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