This three-movement work, the next in my I Am The Bull series, is an exploration of musicality in unmoored space, or more precisely, relatively unmoored space.
What happens when we are disconnected from Mother Earth? Are there patterns in seeming chaos? Can we maintain continuity and coherence in the midst of flux?
Or, you might wonder: Is Andrew a pretentious hack? Is he on mind-altering substances? Or does he intend this as some vaguely comedic commentary on the state of our world?
All good questions, though on some level I was just having fun - and isn't that a worthwhile end too? Ultimately, when it comes to music, I operate via the logic of the musical language itself.
Take that, America!