12. A Forested Dell
One push and you’re off.
— careening down the hill —
wagon wheels bumping on twigs and rocks.
Your carriage, lightweight and rusted red in the corners, is just large enough for you (with your feet tucked up front).
[Let out a sustained “ahhhhh”] —
Your voice echoes through the woods. It’s like yelling into a whirling fan except syncopated.
The cart tumbles forward, wheels fast spinning over the crunch of leaves.
// Side B //
Thank you for tuning in! That was “Radio Flyer”, written in 2009 and dug up + re-arranged yesterday (I have embarked on an excavation side-project, thanks to reader advice 🚜). Here’s the original, replete with stops and starts:
In two days I’ll premiere a piece alongside Olafur Arnalds’s concert at Berlin’s Silent Green. It’s the first time one of my Music Postcards is shown in a theater space/exhibition context — heartfelt thanks to Hildur, Olafur, and the OPIA community for their support 💙
I’ve teased this news on social media without revealing which piece it will be, but here we can be a bit more conspiratorial, dare I say frisky 🦊. The chosen postcard is! . . . Postcard 24, from fire’s reflections:
Last week I played a solo concert in the museum district of the Open Metaverse — that’s where you walk around and choose dance moves for your avatar to perform, in a virtual town, with trees that grow suspiciously quickly. A snippet of some down ’n’ dirty piano blues from the show:
This was my favorite dance move, the spin-’round-lay-down-dead-until-further-notice:
What are your thoughts — is a movin’-n-groovin’ avatar in your future, and what would you choose to represent you?