Months are like Moths
Months are like Moths was the original title for this album. Not actually for this album, but rather for an album of a very different flavor that I had started with the thought that it would be the album that would be released. I had it planned as another dreary tonal piece like I have done before, for instance on Dolor Generar. Making music that is layered and atonal is something I truly love, but while I was working out the arrangements, I really felt there should be ways of being layered and atonal without being so dreary.
I kept the name for this track primarily to remind me there is always another way to think. The romanticized image of moths flying into a flame is really not the only thing they do. They also eat holes in my clothes. When I see one, I do a wild dance trying to kill it, but I am rarely successful. I purchased a type of battery powered "tennis racket," and if I ever do hit one I can fry that moth-er very quickly. It isn't quite the same as being drawn into a flame, but it does suit the nature of the new project much better.
Is Karma the same for killing a bland moth that eats clothes as for killing a beautiful one?