The beginning of every season is always memorable for me.
Spring brings a particular air, and you feel that it is spring.
The beginning of autumn is divisive: some tolerate it little because it's the start of the dark season. Others see it as a quiet twilight that softens the light after a dazzling summer.
The beginning of winter promises cold and snow, but also a lit fireplace and grog.
The beginning of summer is a promise of life.
Each season has its own beginning.
And this piece highlights it.
In my opinion, it deserves careful listening, whether for the first part in 3/4, a light and incisive waltz-rock. Whether for the choice of harmonic progression that is never banal. Whether for the melodies that remain memorable without being predictable.
I don't mind it at all.
And you?
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