The mix was traveling further into some jazz-funk tune which dissolved into long bubbling electronic chords and the voice calling: "...there's a message for us... today...". The ambient/downtempo tune was like a catharsis of the journey that this mix was intensely flowing through all of the previous 80 minutes.
I remember, when one year later I went with my class to Sartaba, I was listening to this mix all the way up to the mountain and reached this tune when we were nearly at the top. In the first light of the morning, in the middle of the desert, surrounded by nothing but stones... it touched something very deep inside me... and still does each time I hear it.
I remember, when one year later I went with my class to Sartaba, I was listening to this mix all the way up to the mountain and reached this tune when we were nearly at the top. In the first light of the morning, in the middle of the desert, surrounded by nothing but stones... it touched something very deep inside me... and still does each time I hear it.
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