onslaught of fear in thin air
merciless march of clock needle
felt heavily on wrinkles of skin
yet the rising yolk of the sun
blossoming beyond the curve of the earth
drums the blood through the veins
rise, rise again
rise, rise again
12.6.2020
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onslaught of fear in thin air
merciless march of clock needle
felt heavily on wrinkles of skin
yet the rising yolk of the sun
blossoming beyond the curve of the earth
drums the blood through the veins
rise, rise again
rise, rise again
12.6.2020
Before I can start commenting about this artist, please first watch this video:
If you have finished watching the video, yes, you’re welcome.
Not only is the music astonishing, but the performance, the act of weaving the music itself is a matriculate art itself.
Joey Alexander, a 15-year-old Indonesian prodigy classic jazz player, has teamed up with Reuben Rogers on bass and Kendrick Scott on drums to create a dynamic performance.
When you watch Joey Alexander play, you can see and hear his intensity, something that’s beyond the flesh and bone. Perhaps, his soul is expressed through his ten digits (watch how his fingers press against the keys). A soul that reverberates with such strength and profundity that creates resonation in your core. As you absorb your attention into the fingertips that flick the bass string, smoothly swerving with drum sticks, and dancing on the keyboards, you will realize you are in for a trip.
This trio will carry you through a stumbling journey that you’d think will fall apart into a total musical mess, but they swoop you up and bring you back onto the joy of rush, that feel-good sensation of freedom. They keep you on your toes; one moment you get used to the repetitive rhythm, and then you bump into a period of silence or a sudden pitch, that turns things around for good.
There is music that seeks perfection. There is music that seeks freedom. But rarely, can you find music that perfectly syncs, orchestrates, and interweaves musical instruments as these three.
Don’t close your eyes yet. The journey continues.
Your quiet eyes glare into a
cosmos, a vacuum space that is
everything
Your heartbeats resonate through
the atmosphere, adjoining a
thousand others’
Your feet and hands are worn, but
they are in command of many skills
that others did not dare to know
Alone against the quiet world,
Unaccompanied, entangled in this maze,
Each of us sings,
Singing our anthem to our soul.
7.23.2019