Music From Painted Cave
Music From a Painted Caveis based on all the endeavors that I have chosen to do onstage. An evolution is the best word I can use to describe it. As I write this, I realize how I am beginning another evolution. There is a saying: "If you don't evolve, you die." My evolution has come from the Pueblo to Japanese Butoh dancers, to cowboy poets, Hawaiian chants, Australian Aborigines, and more-so much more. The world I live in has been full of dancers, geniuses, storytellers, sorcerers, and kisses-and I have had an appetite for them all.Music From a Painted Caveis an evolutionary vision of on man, from birth's breath through the metamorphosis of time. I dedicate this part of my time to all the people I have danced with, from the snowy cold mornings of theTurtle Danceto the sweaty nights spent in some city. I am ready and my muscles and bones are changing into another dance, somewhere in another painted cave. -Your Faithful Servant, Mirabal