My wife, Moira passed away in 2016.
Early in 2017, I discovered nearly 100 recordings she had made, unbeknownst to me. These were mostly vocal tracks, completely improvised, raw and honest, recorded directly into her laptop microphone. The sounds of an active city in the early hours of the morning permeate from beyond the window. I waded through the recordings, picking out the pieces that most spoke to me. I began to add accompaniment to them, playing as though she was in the room with me, singing these songs, embracing her completely improvised, one-off approach.
A lone Casio keyboard also appears.
This collection is called, ‘Do You See The Wild Coming Your Way?’, which is a quote I also recently rediscovered in a very early email exchange between us.