04 The Rain Dance

Hot close and heavy, a summers day bears down mercilessly on the Dell. The oppressive atmosphere wraps itself around the small denizens of the woods, a thick blanket stifling every thought and movement. Huge thunderheads hang motionless in the sky, and there's a tension in the air.

There's a storm coming, distant and rumbling, and it's time for The Rain Dance.

I'm afraid this one's a bit long, but it's the length it needs to be. I think it's an opus!

Interested parties might notice the return of the Zitherlele, but this time with a difference and much cheating. Gone is the Bic biro for beating the strings, now I have moved up to a wooden handled pastry brush for a softer more organic whack. The cheating part is that I sampled each note and it's all played by midi! So now I can put my Zitherlele through an arpeggiator, much joy oh yes.