Triads of the Blue Mysteries
These 16 triads were found on a bus going South. Tight, thorny little notes, hovering in the atmosphere forming the basis of salvation - the Great Mystery of transformation. What is this mystery of the blues, a form that evolves and dissolves into soil and air. It is the breath of the blues, whose blues? Perhaps the "blue" of the collective, the simmering below the surface mind. 4X4=16 chords, divided by three voices simply complex. Artifical Blues or Blues Beyond - a small crunch of laughter. The air is Blues because of the refraction of the sky's light, thus the modern blues is a distanced reflection of things past - a nostolgia train moving towards the future. Connecting three little notes, 1,2,3....blues go Boom! Tones for discover and direction- a new blue - "eat of my body that I give to you". And each instrument has it's own unique blues - blue flute & blue marimba! Metal blues, one of my original conceptions "Nu Metal Man" - we all have some of this in us. First scored for two flutes+trumpet (Harmon). Perhaps a dusted, muted blues, mysterious like the blue at the razor tip of the sky when the sun departs! This is lifted into the air, blue beings floating freely into the solar system.
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