I don't really know what this is anymore... sometimes a journal, sometimes a rant, sometimes fiction, sometimes fact, always for myself.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
She sang, and it was as though the skies opened up through her sound, through the vibrations in her throat into the air like fire across a log soaked in gasoline. There was something there, in that space that is her sound, that is the waves rolling through the air in the auditorium and into people’s ears. From her low rumble to glass-cracking pitches, the thunder of her to the lighting within her, she was the height of the storm and the calm right before in one being at one time and place. Some shed the rain they carried with them, others made booms and cracks that were spurred from her, but they were all, at this singular moment, they were all apart of the epiphany.
