'Angels tending' by Asher Quinn (Asha), from his album "A Concert of Angels". Track download and CD available here ~ http://www.asherquinn.co.uk...
"A Concert of Angels" is still my most successful album to date, an instrumental album of intuitive, improvised pieces made in 1993 that took only three days to complete from start to finish, and cost only £300 to make, ironically. The easiest became the best, as it were! Somehow the music, the content, the title and the artwork all came together to make a coherent whole that seems to many to be more than the sum of the parts.
And the track 'Angels tending' has a particular magical history all of its own. I played/composed a spontaneous piano piece that I later called 'Lionel's song', named after my Godfather who had recently died, and then lightly orchestrated it in another studio the next day. By chance, and by 'mistake', we then heard the whole piece back in the studio, but with the piano inadvertently muted. And this is what we heard... a sublime piece; a heavenly mantel... 'Angels tending'!
It was like the piano was the physical body, and the orchestration was the subtle body... the angel body. Without the physical body, you just saw and heard the angel!
Both pieces then made it onto the album.
I've waited many, many years to film for it... never quite knowing where, when or how to depict it in film. Until I went to Assisi. There it found a home with St. Francis; Clare of Assisi; Mary of the Swords; the ecstatic Christ on the cross; the wild cats of the town; the wild boar in the forest outside, and the tender presence of other higher guardian beings, Sophia and the Archangel Michael.
I went there with Gloria who is my filming companion, and two friends, Dagmar from Germany and Olga from Holland, and we four inhaled the pure devotional pilgrim spirit in the high and holy places for three days, and also witnessed the ghosts of suffering souls in the shadows and the old stones. It is an amazingly high octane place... the spiritual energy there is off the scale.
Outside one church that brought me to tears, because of an art installation inside by Guido Dettoni della Grazia depicting 33 graceful Mary's in wood, arraigned in a circlular vortex of grace that you could stand within, I sat down on a step and wept... and a black cat ran over to me for a love fest! Being Assisi, where all the animals are spiritual cousins of San Francisco, I felt instantly healed and uplifted.
Later we took some air in the forest, and came across a family of wild boar, with their shy, sweet smiles.
All of this is in the film that we finally put together, lovingly and gracefully edited by Maggie. The music itself organically goes from inner to outer, and I scripted it thusly, too... after the intensity of the inner Mary of the Swords, I came out into daylight and the loving administrations of the healing Francisco cat, upon the steps.
And then it was sundown.