Levi Robin’s path of wandering & wondering has led him along many roads. From main streets to mystic mountaintops, packed concert halls to huddled rooms full of whispered secrets swaying and hovering above the candle’s glow. Far out, & deep within. Always seeking — a life lived in quiet commitment to the ever-vanishing horizon, perpetually pushing on beyond each crowded station, always returning home, where stillness speaks in psalmic silence. Through it all, there was & is, always music. A method, a medium, a means to the endless. Verses & chords, deserts & shores. Every melody, a memory of another possible future. Over time, in heart & mind — a story begins to take shape, a song escapes, opens a gate, appears a bridge. A voice calls out from faraway and deep within — familiar & strange, even to itself. A practice of turning, one heart to another & back again. The invisible art of composing oneself for the good of another. Such a journey, such a dream, you could even call it music.