My first goal when I sit down to compose a piece of music is to scare people's pants off. I repeated this goal when I started composing the music for POISON CIRCUS. It's shrill, cacophonous, rhythmically off-kilter and in places unlistenable. But after going into the recording studio and recording parts with the band I heard something ... a stark beauty in some of the lines and phrases. Not the kind of beauty you'd hear at the symphony or a county fair singing contest, but the beauty you'd hear from a rusted hinge or a passing pegleg on the docks, which is alluring in a way unrealized by the general norm (who's too busy yapping its yelper). It springs on you. It shivers your liver and before you know it your pants are off.
Photo credit: Jim Zachary
Location: PianoFight
-Samson
