Music for endless white landscapes. Alabaster
cliffs, the rough thundering sound of the ocean, the flight
of sea birds over nuanced surfaces, a deep refreshing sleep
under a tree in a rainy summer afternoon.
Some white words, never pronounced, some white emotions, never
revealed, white breaths of a lost season.
A concept album containing three long suites inspired by the
Norman landscapes where struggle leads to purification and
the communion with nature to the abandon of the body armor
to get the lightness of birds and the purity of the air.
Classic, synth and bass guitars, textures of keyboards, clarinet,
flute and Francesca's voices take the path leading from human
suffering to naked contemplation.
In a leave falling, in a wing shivering instant we lived the
essence of an infinite spiritual voyage.
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