Description
“It comes trickling in a terrain glittering with little glass spheres rolling towards you like pebbles in a Lapland glacier brook, the sun in your eyes. This is the rippling sonic environment into which the oboe and the clarinet enters like two nuances of soothing benevolence, immersing life and circumstance with hope and consolation and a shining beauty from on high, from shaman realms that you may travel at will, if you’re ready, in god-given ignorance of your pain. The rippling glass bead brook sonorities glisten and gleam, while the oboe and the clarinet paint divine messages in gold and ochre across the permafrost plains of human existence.” Sonoloco Record Reviews