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Plains Thunder
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A Song that reflects the magnificence of mother nature out on the plains.
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Native American Flute
I’m Polish by birth, American by choose, and Native American by heart. I was adopted by a Mohawk elder as his brother 7 years ago. Shortly after the adoption I was given the Native name of Soaring Owl. Although I was adopted a Mohawk I follow and study the traditions of the Lakota. I have been an artist making crafts representative of the planes Native Americans for better then 15 years. I have collaborated with a brother flute player Keith Little Grizz to produce our first CD. The CD is titled “Two Hearts” and has been available since May of 2005. Our CD has solos from each of us including duets that were written by each of us. They are contemporary compositions in nature. They are the sounds of the Native American flute that often times can be heard late at night at Pow Wow grounds while the dancers and vendors relax and share some quiet time before the next day’s festivities. One of my other passions is to make my own flutes. My art and crafts are available for public viewing at http://www.geocities.com/soaring_owl2003 . I have several “Flute Galleries” posted on that site and it gets updated as new items become available, so please visit the site occasionally because it is constantly changing. The flutes are one-of-a-kind and for my personal use. On occasion I have been known to gift a flute to an upcoming flute player as encouragement to continue on the path of the flute. Keith Little Grizz has been one of the recipients of such a gift and has used them in our recordings.
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World World General
Charts
Peak #852
Peak in subgenre #111
Author
Richard Soaring Owl & Keith Little Grizz
Uploaded
April 29, 2005
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MP3 1.0 MB 128 kbps 0:00
Story behind the song
While writing this song both Grizz and I saw the same vision. A vision of a young warrior on his knees with his arms opened and raised upward praying to the Creator. He was kneeling on the dry and parched ground of the plains that hadn’t been quenched by rain in a long time. The crops were withering and river beds and streams running low. The long hot and dry summer days had taking its toll on the people. The buffalo and other wild game had migrated to distant pastures for sustenance. His prayers were about to be answered as he knelt and prayed for days to the Creator to bring relief to his people. The long awaited rain would also bring back the Buffalo and wild game to their replenished hunting grounds and village.
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