Maggi Payne – Arctic Winds
Wake up, Maggi, I think I’ve got something to say to you. Your new Innova CD is so good, it really makes me drool. I know it keeps me amused. I’ve worn it out, now it’s used. But, Maggi, I couldn’t help listening once more. You led me away from home, through Arctic Winds, where I’m alone. You stole my ears, and that’s what feels so good.
The morning sun is nowhere in these seven tracks. We’re talkin’ deep, dark static layered up in thick syrup like a short stack. These windswept plains ain’t mapped. My sandblasted skin is chapped. Oh, Maggi, I know I’m coming back for more. You piled up myriad sounds: bacon sizzle, airborne coffee grounds. They spritzed my soul, a pleasure I can’t do without.
All I needed was a friend to lead me safely home. But, as the Co-Director, Center for Contemporary Music at Mills, all you did was wreck my head with gritty drones that left me for dead. But, Maggi, I’ll always keep coming back for more. You plastered my life with “FIZZ.” Now I’m buzzed like nobody’s biz. I’m so spent, it’s time to take a nap.
I suppose I could collect your discs, become a super fan. Or enroll in your class at Mills, listen and do the very best I can. Or find myself an avant-garde band in which no note is planned. Oh, Maggi, I wish I could compose like you. You made a first-class fan out of me. I’m beside myself, I’m out to sea. Your Arctic Winds push me further North. Maggi, I wish I could compose like you. I’ll drift on back home one of these days.
Label: Innova Catalog Number: INNOVA 783 Format: CD Packaging: Jewel case Tracks: 7 Total Time: 76:20 Country: United States Released: 2010 More: Amazon, Discogs, Lovely Music, Official, Vox Novus, Wikipedia, YouTube
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