A child leans her head against the seat, on a dark evening, on her way home. Through the tree she see the grand bright moon rising, it chases along the car as if moving. It giant shape at first it broken by the negative space of branches, the child's eyes widen as it round shape takes for, as the car rolls down the road it keeps pace, ever present.
Sound familiar? A common childhood memories these days I am sure. this was my first thought when starting the piece from there- I can't say Trushka knew- maybe she inferred from the title I presented. Many weeks of passing tracks back and forth- like a dance, until now it seems to bleed together as we shared a room. I would say this work more then any other for me represents the true potential of this community. Artst across the planet coming together to make shared work. this is a TRUE 50/50 COLLABORATION that could have gone on for years like and long chess match- except her and I were on the same team, so bette then chess. we will continue to work together - unless -
I am hit by a comet.
now about @trushkadelic
trushkadelic
Amazing dutch music genius- if you have not heard her music - then you are missing out on a truly unique musical entity. Her sense of texture and mix is unprecedented- use has spent years writing her solo stuff, recording dutch bands, and with her won live band. It was an honor to work alongside her.
Thank you for listening.
