Crossing A Range

AI is a good way to rapid-prototype music if you have an assembled cryptic lyric. This one is made of lines abstracted from diary entries made on March 16ths. The meaning is hazy when you first start working with it but possible meanings begin to emerge. The theme seems to be Sisyphean: you could travel the world, crossing mountain ranges, arriving back home and perhaps feeling nothing had changed in some ways. It's also Pinkphloydian: "Running over the same old ground, have we found the same old fears..." The music is extremely saccharine but works in an interesting way. "She" chokes up a bit on the word "change"--a nice happy accident.

Sometimes I try
To map out the day
A sequence, a play
We are suffused in the space of the past
To find the first and uncover the last
Clouds travel
Crossing a range
Only to find nothing has changed 

Another version as Photographs For Music using a photo taken 3/16/2024: