= released =

ahhhhhh....muscles and sinew loosen their choking grip on bone as the body sags to the floor in wonder. some have gathered together in quiet anticipation of a noise. a sound familiar yet promised to be unlike the sound before. a voice well-known by those who know, but utterly ignored by the ignorant. two lone figures, seated, seemingly oblivious to those, seated, that stare expectantly, quietly, and ever intently. one strums patiently and croons seemingly without effort into a microphone as the other fills the room with waves of radiating electric sonance. the progression of song after song only interrupted briefly by the movement of hands together and a quickly whispered "thank you." the quietness of this place is incredible. for a room filled, the quietness is almost erie. candle stands at either corner of the stage offset and warm the limited light provided by an extension cord lighting system. and so you sit. cross-legged on the floor, darkness surrounding you and sweet melody flowing from gargantuan speakers no more than 10 paces forward. sure, one could ask for more in an evening. but why would you? one can experience only so much at a time, and the evening provided plenty for those so inclined. a tip of the hat to jason martin and the unknown accompaniment - my apologies for not knowing your name. you are appreciated.