If you can create a chance to go there, Antelope Canyon is a miraculous and amazing gift of nature. By now, it is well discovered and subject to visitation by 'madded' crowds of camera-bearing tourists, - but, with the right timing and the right guide, being surrounded by the youthful contortions of ancient rock can surely take you away to a far richer reality than any that a Nikon can capture. For us, the timing and guide were perfect, and Gabe finished our tour by stabbing our hearts with his soaring flute as the tones reflected and resonated off the twisted red rock walls. A truly transformative experience.
I have neither the cultural knowledge nor the cultural right to create or perform the music of First Nations People. If you want the ‘real thing’, listen to R. Carlos Nakai or Kelvin Mockingbird or other gifted individuals who can speak artistically from within. If you are really lucky, maybe you can be close to someone like Gabe while he is ‘feeling the spirit’ of a marvelous place of wonder. Rather than First Nations’ music, this work is partly a tribute to amazing natural phenomena and a rich and respected culture, but it is also a personal exploration of a bunch of things that touch me. Moreover, this musical meander is for sharing. My wife (and heart sister) is an artist who finds my wanderings soothing to paint to. Hopefully, Antelope Canyon may provide a gentle and contemplative background for the journeys of a larger circle of artists and others while they are resting or seeking their way.
For better or worse, all aspects of this musical offering were created, performed, recorded, and produced by me in my home studio. All instruments bear wear marks from my hands (as opposed to being instruments generated by software), and include nylon classic guitar, string bass, Navaho - style flute, banjo, assorted shakers, and a monster old rain stick from Australia.
If Antelope Canyon happens to touch you in a way that pleases you, that would please me greatly. Enjoy.