Trinity: Glory to the New Born King
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In the tapestry of my memories, there is a unique thread that sparks every Christmas, one woven with the magical allure of a Christmas tree, regardless of our Hindu roots. Picture a time when my father, an artist of love, would transform our home into a haven of festive joy. It was a symphony of laughter, the fragrance of fir, and the joy of gift-giving – a tradition that transcended labels and boundaries. The memory dances on, even though my father has joined the stars. It is the legacy of joy and unity he gifted us, and it is this very legacy that found its way into ‘Trinity: Glory to the New Born King.’
In the alchemy of my soul, Christmas carols are the threads that weave warmth, inspiration, and boundless joy. They transcend cultures, seasons, and time itself, serving as unwavering companions during life’s many twists and turns. Take, for instance, ‘O Holy Night’ – a timeless serenade that whispers to my spirit, not only during the festive season but throughout the year. Its notes became my muse, guiding my fingers on the piano keys.
Christmas carols are the embrace of comfort that cradles me, a profound sensation carried from childhood into the design of my adulthood. It is the unwavering lullaby of creativity, urging me to create something beautiful for all of humankind. With ‘Trinity: Glory to the New Born King,’ I aim to reinterpret these cherished melodies, offering my own unique resonance to the collective heart of humanity. In every note, in every song, there is a celebration of unity, regardless of one’s personal traditions. After all, inspiration knows no boundaries, and music, like the spirit of the season, transcends time and culture.
In the journey of self-discovery, I ventured into the realms of spirituality, where I found a hidden truth echoing through the ages. It is the realization that, at the core of our existence, each of us is more than an individual. We are an embodiment of the divine, intertwined with the cosmos and the very essence of life. This is a universal truth, an insight held by cultures throughout history.
It is not about claiming the title of ‘Creator’ but recognizing our power to shape our own lives, a notion deeply rooted in ancient wisdom. It is a realization that expands the boundaries of the self and connects us to something greater than the eye can see.
In ‘Trinity: Glory to the New Born King,’ I choose to unveil this truth in a tangible way, symbolized by the album cover where I stand bare, both in body and spirit, unveiling the naked truth of self. It is an invitation to all, a mirror reflecting the potential within us, and a celebration of our shared connection to the universe.
When the magic of Christmas arrives, it is as if a secret door to a world of wonder swings open, revealing a treasure trove of joy. No matter how many years have graced my existence, there is always an inner child who eagerly dances to the tune of carolers and delights in the sight of twinkling lights. The holiday season has this enchanting power to rekindle the flames of youthful curiosity and wonder within me.
I recall a special year, nearly five years ago, when my inner child’s spirit led me to harvest a towering evergreen, embarking on an adventure to create my very own Christmas tree. It was the grandest of projects, a testament to my desire to magnify the enchantment of the season. And now, throughout the year, she stands as a beacon of artistry, a gentle reminder of the joy of creation.
Picture this: A towering masterpiece born from a Syringa tree right on my property. But before I began, I did something not everyone would think of—I asked for permission. The tree whispered its consent, and that marked the beginning of my creative journey.
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This tree stood tall, over two meters in fact, and when I brought her indoors, her grandeur was even more apparent. I had to trim her down just a bit to fit the space. But before she could become the elegant Christmas tree you see today, there were stages of transformation. The rough bark that concealed her inner beauty had to be carefully peeled away. She was sanded to smooth perfection, then lovingly bathed in oil, and protected with a glossy coat of varnish.
To create her branches, each one had to undergo a similar transformation. Bark stripped, sanded, oiled, and varnished, they were placed in an asymmetric dance, mirroring the wild, untamed beauty of nature itself. This was artistry inspired by the harmony of the natural world.
Now, she is not just a Christmas tree; she is a year-round companion, always within my bedroom’s embrace, adorned with fairy lights. In moments of quiet, her gentle glow serves as a comforting reminder of my ability to create, to shape beauty from raw materials.
Her presence is more than decoration; it reflects who I am, an embodiment of the knowing that self-expression transcends mere convenience. The artistry that flows through my hands in crafting her mirrors the same creative spirit that breathes life into my music, and it is this spirit that I have poured into ‘Trinity: Glory to the New Born King.
Christmas, for me, is a time of inspiration and renewal, a season that sparks exuberance and nudges me to be a better human being. It is a time to slow down, to reflect, and to find solace in the quiet moments of silent nights. Despite my love for people, there is a unique beauty in the hush that blankets the world during this sacred time.
The grandeur and the quiet, the bustling and the solitude—these seemingly contrasting elements merge to create the enchanting tapestry of Christmas, where our inner children can play freely, and our souls can find solace. It is in this balance that we find the true essence of the holiday season.
Within the hallowed notes of these centuries-old Christmas carols, I embarked on a journey, a symphonic voyage back in time. The composers of the 1800s left us a timeless legacy, melodies that transcend mere religious devotion to embrace the very spirit of the holiday season. As I set out to breathe new life into these sacred compositions, a delicate dance between reverence and innovation unfolded.
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The challenge was clear: how to honor the solemn beauty and the sacredness of this music while infusing it with my own creative essence. I found myself treading the path of authenticity, like an alchemist conjuring new magic while preserving the old. Each note, each lyric, and each refrain held a history, an emotional resonance that had moved generations.
To maintain this sacred connection, I remained loyal to the original public domain compositions, careful not to betray the core of their spirit. Yet, I also embarked on a bold artistic adventure, enhancing these compositions with new layers of creativity. Every instrument introduced, every beat crafted, was a testament to the inherent beauty of the music and its potential to harmonize with fresh interpretations.
In naming these songs, I sought a delicate equilibrium – to respect the composers of old, acknowledging their brilliance by keeping their titles intact. ‘Silent Night, Holy Night,’ resounds with its timeless serenity, yet I interjected it with ‘Sing Alleluia,’ not as an alteration, but as a symphonic companion that resonates with the essence of the original.