Nomadic Impressions

ancient, cross-cultural journeys as my eyes slowly close i can feel the radiant sun and hot winds blow across my face. Scents of exotic spices permeate my senses drawing me into a surreal dream. Visions of a parched, barren desert appear to me in the distance. I stand in awe of a place where time seems nonexistent and ancient architects have left their relics. I am reminded of a strangely familiar past and I find myself drawn even more to an intensely curious future. inspiration for this music was drawn from the middle east.