Songs For Modern Dance

by Peter Adams

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A collection of two EPs, "Dances For Heather" and "I Am A Strange Loop", comprising music I created for the Cincinnati Ballet in 2009 and 2010 for their "New Works" program. Both years I had the pleasure of working with choreographer Heather Britt.

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released 23 September 2010
Peter Adams

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tags: 5/4 time acoustic epic longform melodic modern dance neo-psychedelia orchestral singer-songwriter surreal violin Philadelphia

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Peter Adams is a composer and producer based in Philadelphia whose unique works for film, TV, modern dance, theater, and commercial release have captivated audiences and critics alike. Classically trained but unconfined by genre, Peter records his compositions using a variety of sample libraries and live instruments performed individually, allowing for music both intimate and expansive. ... more

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Track Name: The Gallery
I am a strange loop
I am a strange loop
a coiled and warm device
all I've loved in this swirling grove
Track Name: The Sullen Saint of Eden
In the evening of my sullen saint of Eden where the vessels flow
branching out and back into my flesh and sinking air into my chest
where the lights are set inside my tambourine Cartesian cabaret
from the fingers of the creeping chordate clambering onto the land

darling I fear we can't outlast
breathe deep and maybe this feeling will pass

how I love to watch you move your body through my faded halls and rooms
(how I love to watch you move it)
where the staircase bends around the corner by the window on the moon
(so it seems to me)

fill your eyes and lay your head
the fondest scenes are far ahead
let evening breezes come along
to fill your flesh and empty lungs
yeah things will grow and then will die
the sun will stop and so will I
a million of my molecules
will spin around the universe

but here we are alive
strange dreams colliding
this is all you've wanted