“Land Sea Sky is … elemental like a weathered stone, and similarly resists any kind of interrogation. This is music as stripped down to its fundamental components as possible. It just simply is.” – Jonathan Bunce, review, Musicworks Magazine

I attended [Root, Blood, Fractal, Breath] last evening at the Allan Gardens [Toronto]. … While moving about with the musicians I was being carried into another form of communication which asked me to listen, surrender, accept. Sometimes the sounds reminded me of animals, city sounds, unknown and unseen sounds. My part being deep listening and totally present. The moment (after about 1 hour) when the music stopped I felt calm and grounded, connected with the plants, insects, people, fish, flowers, inside and outside energies. The silence afterwards was magical. My breath, and inner heart strings all in tune. Everything merging on a different vibration. I carried the feeling home with me on the streetcar in the busy chaotic scramble of the city night. I’m grateful for the experience. – Joanne Deane, Toronto.

On Your Winds “Last Sunday was beautiful and I sat in front of the [speakers] high on a chair and watched as from the ears high breath sounds spread out into the wide. The people passing by were standing just in front of the entrance, listening to the breath that made them listen. I am enthusiastic about your work and I thank you for your heart, for your engagement … ” – Knut Remond, Director, ohrenhoch, Berlin.

“Another beautiful and perhaps strange thing about the night was that I felt that I was at the very beginning of something. I felt something like that old ape felt when he knocked a tree limb against a rock and all the other apes looked up. Do it again! Do it again! Make that sound. Tell us something. I felt that I was not in a room of technology whiz kids but in a room where adults were asking valuable questions about the nature of a human creation that was changing our lives. To be in a room where people were asking valuable questions was original enough these days but to see them do it without the smugness of rhetoric but with a true need to ask the questions was as exciting a piece of honest theatre I’ve seen in a long time.”  — Frank Berry, review, “Techo Dream and Nightmare Choir”