Tingstad's guitar work can be pure American backroad fingerpicking, or Gypsy campfire or as Irish as a mist rising off a lonely moor. Rumbel's ocarina is as sharp and clean as an Andean Mountain spire. You follow her English horn instinctively through medieval landscapes, Middle Eastern bazaars, a Scottish countryside or out on the green waters of Puget Sound. The music navigates the inner landscapes as well. Their musical following is as eclectic as a Whole Earth Catalogue and extremely passionate about how to describe Tingstad and Rumbel s creations.
Classical fans call the music intimate and grand, expertly crafted.
Brides and grooms call it romantic and happily exchange vows to it. Hospice workers use it to comfort the dying and massage therapists label it as healing. The list of committed admirers reads like a demographic of cultural creatives the Double Reed Society, college music students, the classical-pops crowd. Their obvious chemistry as performers, their endearing sense of humor and the sheer excellence of their music galvanizes an audience into rapt attention. The space in the music allows the imagination to work.