When I awoke, rain had washed the old world away
The earth stood naked, a parchment page
I walked up and down the humming horizon
Seeing where careful fingers had turned the soil
Planting strange new seeds into every pore
And in unison sprouts began to break through
In unison stretched and in unison grew
They marched to a music I could almost hear
Their eyes were closed and their hands were new
Their hearts were brave and they held no fear
And blossoms rattled in their cages
The world was pressed to turn its pages
And violent color began to bloom
As faces broke open to the sun
I saw their eyes were filled with love
And every time the wind would blow
All the flowers would bend and bow
And every time they bent down low
You could see the gardener stopping now
To admire the new world he grew
An intimate (and instrumental) improvised solo guitar meditation on the vastness of the unknown, from the Appalachian mountains. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 23, 2021
Soft and soothing acoustic compositions from this Italian guitarist with melodies that flutter like leaves on a breeze. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 1, 2021
Ian Russell took isolation as a chance to get closer with his guitar, resulting in this lovely set of meditative acoustic instrumentals. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 1, 2020