I put out a request on Twitter for a moodboard and interior designer, Heather Jenkinson obliged. My purpose was to use it as inspiration for a tune. Well, here’s one of the moodboards she sent. It was the first one I opened so it’s the one I used.
Here’s the tune that came from the above. It’s called Sepia and Blue.
(Notes: The words “Христос Воскрес!!” mean “Christ is Risen” is Ukrainian. It is a traditional greeting between people during Easter Season. The response is “Воїстину Воскрес!” which means, “Indeed He is Risen!” The song I wrote above repeats the traditional, liturgical phrase, “Christ is risen from the dead, conquering death by death, and to those in the tombs he granted life!!” in Ukrainian. It is done with entirely with loops – in other words it’s done in one take, live. Symbolically speaking, loops have no beginning and no end. There is a fitting aspect to using this technology to sing about Easter.)
Was sent this video and I wanted to share it with you. It’s a form of music that was outlawed during the Soviet Regime. The singers sing traditional songs on the Ukrainian national instrument– the Bandura (Sometimes they play the Kobza as well). They remind the people of the glorious past of the Ukrainian Nation.
Personally I love this instrument-the way it sounds is haunting. I have one myself but have yet to learn how to play it. I have figured out a way to copy the sound and I used it at the end of this song.
Sunlit sliver in an aqua skyGreek God planet shines into my eyeHigh above immersed in char-blue seaSeven sisters looking down on meFrosted breath beneath a mercury lightTwists and curlsDisappears from sightOn wings of angelsFrom the skies aboveBring me whispers from the one I loveWind wisped flurries swirl around my feetGold Fall leaves dancingacross the streetThrough barren branches strain my eyes to seeSeven sisters looking over meFrosted breath beneath a neon lightTwists and curlsDisappears from sightOn wings of angelsto the skies aboveTake these kisses to the one I loveFlying through the darkto Southern skiesWing to wing beneath the starsthey cryFly my soulto the love you seekWhile seven sisters looking down on meFrosted breath beneath a neon lightTwists and curlsDisappears from sightOn wings of angelsto the skies aboveTake these kisses to the one I loveFrosted breath beneath a mercury lightTwists and curlsDisappears from sightOn wings of angelsto the skies aboveTake these kisses to the one I love