Things have never been well in my family, reeling from dysfunction. That term, dysfunction, is just a cover...a sad story of lives utterly ripped apart by sin. There were some explosions today, which is not unusual, but how long will they be alive?
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I sometimes sit at the piano at hard times and just improvise, stream of conscious. Whatever comes out is not really the point; it's the very act in which lies the value. These are not compositions, though they often are made up of beautiful sounds and certain structures and climaxes, of impulses found in or translating to compositions. Improvisation serves a different role. And that they are recorded, preserved in any format, adds another unique element, especially when those spontaneous sounds become familiar. If an improvisation were repeated note for note, it would fail to be an improvisation...but a recording of that first event is a document, and will never cease to be improvisation, no matter how many times it is heard. There's great value in that, and I'm glad to have these documents even if, for the equipment sake, it is a shadow of what really took place.
Music will not solve any of life's problems...but it is an escape - and a healthy escape at that, a necessary release, a stress reliever, and this does help.
This particular improvisation was played on October 5th, 2009 immediately following the bad report from the doctors on Eileen Richardson's cancer, and Sandra Thompson's cancer. Eileen, a couple weeks later, would be paralyzed, and they both died a week a part from each other in November. Cancer is horrible. Just this week also, a student at the college where I work passed away due to brain cancer...22 years old. What can be said?
I took this improvisation along with me for my commute in treacherous driving conditions (due to a bad winter storm - Tennessee does not respond well to this weather), and I came home to find strife upon strife. It seems still an appropriate escape.
It also seems appropriate to extend this music out to other ears then mine, to share it with my friends at Pianostreet. It is not strife ridden...it's an escape from all that. Though the emotion of October 5th appears in many spots, it is more calm and tranquil - very close to the world of one of my favorites, "Comfort, Oh Comfort," which was previously posted here:
https://www.pianostreet.com/smf/index.php?PHPSESSID=ed8181456c0451e92e037ca56e21e549&topic=35329.0It's over 31 minutes of one stream of improvisation. I hope you enjoy.

(Replaced November 8, 2010. Original file 19 downloads.)