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Every Day Is Today
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This is one of my all-time favorite Lex Zaleta songs! (www.SoundClick.com/LexZaleta)
santana guitarist gonzalez richard kephas carribean
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Bold tone and haunting melodies...
Kephas is a word with both Greek and Aramaic origins, the equivalent of “Rock.” It is also the moniker of a man on a spiritual path and the name of an accomplished recording artist. Kephas is a Florida-based songwriter, producer, guitarist and vocalist at the axis of an expansive collection of sounds: electric guitar lines soar over a percolating hotbed of Latin percussion in songs that map a terrain of textures and rhythms across a cinematic soundscape. Born in Miami to Cuban immigrant parents, Kephas was raised on the sounds of their homeland: urbane big bands easing effortlessly into the rhythms of Africa; the hushed sanctity of a Catholic mass contrasting with the rituals of Santería. Kephas’ first instruments were cello and drums, but when he picked up the guitar his pathway was illuminated. “I felt a calling,” he notes. It was the era of guitar heroes, and Kephas was influenced by the extended jams of Southern Rock and inspired by Carlos Santana, an artist who also crossed cultures. “I work in English,” Kephas avows. “The music that I do, even my Latin stuff, is Americanized.” Blessed with the technical facility to master the complexities of digital recording, Kephas creates full-blown tracks in his own studio where he spends long nights overdubbing instruments until they gleam with a shining veneer. Although he has worked with bands, his expertise also gives him the facility to recreate his sound solo, with vibrant authenticity. While the techniques are impressive, what designates the power of Kephas’ musical mélange is an effortless and intuitive creative flow. “I let the music write itself and I ask, ‘Where is it going; what does it mean; what is the sense of the composition?’” A strong spiritual connection informs Kephas’ artistry. “Something with the potential to lift someone’s spirits. Even if it sounds melancholy it evolves into a happier space.” With an immense backlog of material, Kephas estimates that he could conceivably work for the next five years on his preexisting catalog. Two recent projects collect his handiwork: The first, an instrumental CD titled Threshold of Truth, explores the spiritual path of music through evocative melodies and deep Latin percussion. Also in the pipeline is Gracias a Dios, a Latin/Spiritual project with a title track penned by Kephas’ late uncle. Above the infinite sustain of electric guitar, the surge of the Hammond organ and the syncopated grooves of timbales and congas glows an aura of reverence and thankfulness. “All of my songs are prayers,” Kephas concludes. “I’m offering meditations through music. To me it’s not an earthly thing it’s divine it has to come from God. And that’s why I do it.”
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Genre
Rock Rock General
Charts
Peak #1,494
Peak in subgenre #335
Author
Lex Zaleta/Richard Gonzalez
Rights
2006,2007 by L.Zaleta/R.Gonzalez
Uploaded
July 23, 2008
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MP3 12.4 MB 320 kbps 5:24
Lyrics
We live in that most tiny of times We’ve chosen to label, “The Present.” Refusing to heed caution’s loud chimes, We’re late for life’s class, and we’re content To miss Today in our rush to climb Past Future mountains, pitch (our) paper tents. Charge ahead Or retreat. Take a stand; Keep your seat. Call time out, Call time in; It’s a game You can’t win. The future flashes right before us, A gold carrot on a cosmic stick. We sing the “Hallelujah Chorus” And we all try not to miss a trick. Chating “Oh, come let us adore US; Building up our egos, brick by brick. Charge ahead Or retreat. Take a stand; Keep your seat. Call time out, Call time in; It’s a game You can’t win. The past calls out in distant echoes, Sounding better with each passing day. One door opens and one door closes, And we can’t turn and walk either way. In bed with some jolly good fellows Molding crude memories out of clay. Charge ahead Or retreat. Take a stand; Keep your seat. Call time out, Call time in; It’s a game You can’t win. Copyright © 2005 Lex Zaleta Time passes, And we fail To see that It can’t take Us with it Either way It’s today Ev’ry day Every day Is today Either way Today is Where we’ll stay Come what may Stop to pray Go or stay Every day Is today Here and now Is just how It’s to be Can’t you see? Now and here It should be Very clear For every imagined evil in the world There are ten times as many real Earth, we are watching you We see everything you do
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