disc one track five - 4:10
writing to sound
This piece is... musical, yet using different
instrumental sounds, and synthetic. I wrote listening to it. Just
the connotations. The title means the traveling of the spider,
the composer takes the spider through the World Wide Web of the
Internet. It's interesting that the piece sounds quite synthetic
in terms of it's sources... very midi, and at times just seems
to change assignment arbitrarily, but of course with that hidden
and peripherally denied hand, just barely visible and audible
in the corner, like our world wide guide. It is humble, glassy,
Chimy dwindlings, high pitch beats, underneath
A synthetic orchestra sounds its warnings, more synthetic responses...
stepping on puddles.
The chimes respond. The wind backgrounds.
An open breath, with rain stick beats dancing. The breathing
a deep synthesizer tries to yawn. There are sad high pitch reflections.
The chimes fall down more stairs.
The base swells and opens its holes.
The ice is broken. The rain sticks continue, to scratch.
The violins again. The air. The falter. The chimes... distorting,
trying to open arms.
The thick glass reflects the sun's light. But night comes anyway.
The dark hidden solitude of ringing, and underwater bubbles.
Held. Tight and evaporating. Rising, the bubble expands.
And tight forecasts loom and the chime reminds...
it's only a dream. It's only a machine.
It's only synthetic screams, don't worry.
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