The soundtrack of the universal soul, the perfect blend of silence and sound, the most joyfully poignant expression of each of the most exalted human emotions. In our world, music must have form and identity, and musical expression is learned from what has come before. Spirit of Eden exists in a timeless place outside that world. To say that this music has taken me to heights, depths, and breadths previously unexplored cannot express how much it has meant to me as much as the telling of a simple story, one of many anecdotes, the likes of which will be recognized, chuckled over, and cherished by anyone who has truly experienced this music.
I was visiting a friend, and fellow devotee of this record, in a beautiful little spot in Taiwan (I seldom got together with a good friend I hadn't seen in a while without Spirit of Eden somehow present). After catching up over a bottle of Tequila, he informed me that he had taken secret video of a bunch of everyday people in everyday places going about their lives. I suggested we watch it, on mute, with Spirit of Eden coursing through his excellent sound system. What followed I can only identify as mystical. The music was such a perfect match to this completely random string of events, it was as if it had been written specifically for the piece, synchronizing perfectly with the pinnacles, pitfalls, seriousness and absurdity of this slice of life.
Not surprising then that now, I dare not play it for anything less than a monumental occasion.