Experimentation

Today's post is an endeavor I worked on this afternoon.  My late uncle, Larry Kurtz, was a musician and poet.  While my father and I were cleaning out my grandparents' basement, we found a paper bag containing a lot of Larry's notebooks.  Inside these were hundreds of poems, songs, experiments, you name it.  It's difficult to explain how I feel listening to my voice singing his lyrics.  This was a poem, entitled "To Bernice (as we Change at Home), and I put a melody to it.  I feel sort of Imogen Heap on this one because it has no percussion and is entirely A Capella.  Although I never met Larry, he lives on through my voice, my songs, and his words.

Enjoy :)

I apologize for OneTrueMedia's sucky quality if you don't pay the $40 to do it in high quality.  It doesn't quite do the song justice, but I love it.  I nearly cried when I finished it.