Nice, gorgeously atmospheric Footsteps, there seems to be a mild sense of drama. Almost an element of suspense. This leads to the magnificence of Spring. An awesome piece of music. A gentle start, a few drops of glittering notes, tease the sound buds into blossoming. The whole production is very evocative of the season. Capturing the sense of delicate but firm spirituality. The latter stages full of billowing musical, profuse, growth. As I delve into Spirit of St.Louis, I feel the style change to suit the scene, and fall back gently into my own memories. A strong soundtrack feel to the intrepid adventure. The euphoria of skirting the edges of the unknown, evident.
An Empty Stage, has for me, a slightly melancholic air. Perhaps because the import is assumed to mean that something is amiss, and that that is relevant to myself. What does an empty stage express to an audience? No show, or a creative abstraction of some potentially profound state of being. Nice track. I cannot profess to being a fan of Modigliani, though that's mostly through a lack of knowledge. This painting doesn't move me particularly, though I believe I can pick up something in its communication. The piece of music I find infinitely more interesting. Seeming to present itself, perhaps to the point of resignation. Maybe too subtle for me.
Being presented with 'glimpses of an alternative reality', especially after traversing a 'forbidden zone', imputes that the ultimate vision is one that will be full of aspirations for the better. Something to be enjoyed or coveted even. Though with the forbiddance engrained in the zone, suggestive of some state 'out of reach'. Sometimes that's just the way things are. Mountain Heights opens up a whole new vista. I quite like Lermontov, though I don't know this poem off-hand. I am hazarding a guess at somewhere between Mephistopholes and Prometheus, perhaps. If not at least the glory of such naturally, awe-inspiring scenery would suffice.
The track is very spacious, with a sense of the rarified atmosphere that being in such heights would entail. I like the introduction of organ sounds, part way through. Almost a testimony to all those explorers that lost their lives in the pursuit of what seems to focus around, 'getting a thrill'. Finally, Rameau in Meditation. A fine subject to dwell upon. There is something immensely appealing in some instruments more than others, organ/piano/harpsichord particularly so. Though having said that there is only a few that I try to avoid. There needs to be more than just an instrument, and just a player even. Here I feel there is that excellence in symbiosis that turns simple music, into a wonderful listening experience.