Why does the heart sing?

Documenting your surroundings does not always just mean words or drawings. It can also be observed through music and listening. Some of my favorite choirs have been relaxing, countryside, listening to the insects sing to one another in the dead of night... on planets you’ve never heard of.

Other times, you meet those who are also very into listening, honing a musical craft or brandishing an instrument because it’s the only way they know. This type of act is predominantly an unspoken language by which most artists communicate and compete… in otherwords, tools for actualization of pain, struggle, coming of age, and more univeral truths therein.

But listening to The Universe sing and balling it up and screaming back at her for your own faults and struggles is now and has always been more of a means of survival; more than just a fun little hobby, or even a means of primary reinforcement.

These are the dulcet tones of some music projects throughout the period that I was focused in on your time-table, or multiverse-instance I was able to infuence. I hope you will enjoy, or at least appreciate the universal understanding and tool-set inwhich they were delivered.