Hymn to Apollo, recorded in a library…

 

 

This is very simple, yeah? I wrote it when I was between 12 and 14 ish and then could never record it for some reason – maybe because I didn’t really mean it until recently. Then when house sitting this summer I was sleeping in a beautiful library filled with books that married the scientific and the esoteric – and found myself waking up in the middle of the night for the reason that I needed to record it, right there. And sure enough – I could suddenly do it because the house had somehow infused it with life. The piano isn’t really written, I was going to finish it – but then – as with the voice recording – I just had a sense, I had to post it today – right this minute – so if you’re reading, it’s totally. FOR. YOU. (Therefore listen all the way through, if for no other reason than that it gets increasingly weird as it goes on).