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Pools Of Instability

by Kevin Rees

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Ruins 08:22
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Time-Peace 20:00
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To The North 08:11
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An album of new age/ambient pieces heavily influenced by all things Japan, and also Vangelis. All tracks composed and performed by Kevin Rees. I'm always looking to collaborate, get a record deal, or have my music used for TV or film. All inquiries, please contact me by the link at the bottom right of this page.

Below is a translation of a poem by Otomono Yakamochi, which was the main inspiration behind this work. It is reproduced with permission of the translator, Anthony Thwaite.

Expressing his delight on dreaming of his stray hawk:

In the far realm of our Lord, Named Koshi, where the snow falls,
Distant as are the heavens,
There are tall mountains, grand rivers
Wide plains, grasses growing lush.
At midsummer, when trout are leaping,
Those who fish with cormorants
By the river's clear shallows,
Lighting torches, make their way upstream.
When autumn came with frost and dew -
As birds began to gather in the fields -
I led forth my comrades with many hawks.
My own Blackie, his tail arrow-pointed,
To which I fastened silver-lacquered bells,
In the dawn hunt set up five hundred,
At the evening beat a thousand birds.
He never lost a chase, and, when let loose,
He swiftly came to wrist again.
If I put him aside, it would be hard
To find another like him.
Thus proud at heart I smiled and spent my days.
Then my crazed old follower, without a word,
Went hawking on a clouded, rain-dark day.
Telling but his name, he said,
‘Mishima Moor At his tail, topping Futagami Peak
He flew till hidden by the clouds.'
Returning, thus he coughed between his words.
I had no means of calling in my hawk,
I found no words that might avail.
Fire even singed my heart, I pined, I sighed,
And then, in hope of finding him,
On the hill slopes I spread catching nets, I stationed guards.
Then to the spirits I offered a bright mirror and woven cloth.
I prayed and waited; then in a dream . A maiden said to me,
' The fine hawk you pine for Over Matsudae Beach flew till nightfall,
Crossing Himi Creek where men catch tench,
Then flew over Tako Island.
Two days ago, and yesterday,
He was by Furu Creek where reed-duck gather.
He will return before two days have passed
At least, seven days at most.
In your heart Do not languish so.'
Thus the maiden spoke.
Envoys The days have grown
And passed to months
Since, hawk on wrist, I hunted Mishima Moor.
I spread nets on the slopes Of Futagami Peak.
The hawk. I waited for Was told me in a dream.

Otomono Yakamochi (c.716-785)
translated by Geoffrey Bownas and Anthony Thwaite
reproduced with permission

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released August 14, 2003

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Kevin Rees 大阪市, Japan

Kevin Rees is a British guitarist and composer living in Japan.
His music spans several genres, predominantly progressive rock and solo classical guitar, but including blues, hard rock, space rock, orchestral, ambient and new age.

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