Naviarhaiku 158
"mad shadows
a moth at the porchlight
I grip a cold key"
marianne bluger
my first response to this poem played on the mad and horror associations and separated each line as a separate part in the track, you can hear it here , if you dare..
hearthis.at/edmundio/the-chaos...haos-in-shadows

But then I opted for a simpler approach just going for one moment/mood of apprehension/appreciation and reflection.
Using custom virtual and 'real' instruments including aluminium and steel rods, a whole metal shed attached to a guitar pick up!, hammering nails into a wooden tank stand and so on.

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