TREMOLO

A bow flutters onto a violin, shivering, oscillating quickly between notes. Fluctuating between microtones, sifting lines of close-knit sound ribbon the air. Tremulous textures vibrate – strands, bands of ever-changing chords – quavering side by side. A frisson woven into its fine thread, Tremolo fizzes to the touch. And, like the violin’s strings, wavering in and out of focus, its ever-moving structure seems to simmer, alive – always – to every possibility.

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