Bushes full of ice sound in the movements of the cold winter winds. These recordings where made at the Aral Sea, Kasakhstan. Just the sound of the climpering ice brings an atmosphere of coldness to me. A refreshing and somehow dreamlike cold of ice dancing and singing in a nowhere area, a nomansland. To Peter Cusack´s fieldrecordings I perform on the Tanbur (kurdish lute).
[recording will be published]