Thanks for visiting; and please take a short while to listen to the song if you're in need of a bit of relaxation and wistful sentiment. This is a laid back folk style which sets the tone for an eventual final complete album. You'll hear the guitar interlaced with some banjo refrains which slowly gain in momentum and build up as the drums engage and lift the rythm. The banjo and drums intertwine and play off each other in to a frenetic climax. With a careful listen you'll hear the mix is spiced with touches of violins, cellos and french horns.

There's a kind of breezy, soulful vocal line. Perhaps at first it sounds like some kind of conventional love song, and if music be the food of love let's hope it can serve that purpose, but a closer listen would indicate a composite intent. 'The heart is like a mirror and what do I see ? my one beloved is there for me' this can sound impossibly narcissistic ,but really it's a recognition of the idea that ultimately we're forced to look within for strength, sustenance and rich feeling within ourselves, when this outer life's journey is so rife with trial and bitter disappointment. I was once attacked by some American guy, who is quite famous, for writing songs dealing with love and strong feeling as an abstraction rather than as a serenade to a woman in the romantic sense. With the swift and fleeting turnover of our supposed great loves, affairs and marriages, all spurred on by the complex of emotions and projections that we call romantic love, but dying in agony when our real characters and motivations come to the fore, it ought to be a breath of fresh air to attempt to remind of another perspective.

The Indian Mystic Hazrat Inayat Khan has said 'Woman is a stepping- stone to God's sacred altar'  which intimates towards yet another range of feeling and experience one can only taste alone.

Elsewhere he says:

'There is, however, a subtle feeling that every soul has, a feeling which cannot be explained in words; a feeling which makes a man more comfortable in his armchair at home than when perhaps ten thousand people stand before him paying him homage. A person may be loaded with wealth, but the moment when he sets aside all his pearls and jewels, and sits down alone and takes a rest, that is the time when he breathes freely. And what does this teach us ? It teaches us that man may have everything in the world which has the greatest value in his eyes, but there will yet remain something for him to seek. When he has that then he is happy.

One does not want to have a person, however beloved he or she may be, around one all the time; one sometimes wants to have a moment away from even the dearest person in the world. However proud a man is in his thought, and his thoughts may be great, deep, and good, yet the greatest joy is in the moment when he is not thinking. One may have the finest feelings of love, tenderness, and goodness; but there are moments when there are no feelings, and these moments are the most exalting.

This shows that the whole of life is interesting because it is all intoxicating; but what is really desired by the soul is one thing only, and that is a glimpse of soberness'