https://eidon.bandcamp.com/track/larks-wings-in-absinthe-in-praise-of-the-king
This is a piece inspired and dedicated to Robert Fripp and the "New Language" he devised in 1971, when he started working towards what would become his "Larks' Tongues In Aspic". Often considered a sublime guitarist, to me Mr. Fripp is also one of my greatest influences, together with Frank Zappa and Gentle Giant.
Long live the Framer.
This is also the last track of my new album, which I am going to release soon.
"When the new idea comes
it often ties in with others, with old loves
of sounds ne'er forgotten, by now a part of you.
When the new idea comes
'tis like a trickle, a stream, joining the great river,
river of which you yourself, you now understand, are a part.
When the new idea comes
fever grips you, unstoppable voice, overpowering and overshadowing
All of what just before you sought.
When the new idea comes
you finally understand that those questions, those thoughts,
had but one and only one answer.
Music."