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by Paul Winter

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    Grammy® Award-winning CRESTONE celebrates Colorado’s San Luis Valley, featuring Apache musician John-Carlos Perea, who sings in the Northern Plains Indian tradition; the voices of Mountain Bluebird, Red-winged Blackbird, Whooping Crane, Meadowlark, Sandhill Cranes, Coyotes, and Buffalo; and the Consort, including Paul Winter on soprano sax, Paul McCandless, oboe and bass clarinet; Eugene Friesen, cello; Glen Velez, percussion, Koji Nakamura, Japanese taiko drum.

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Koji Island 03:33
Zen Morning 02:46
Cloud 03:56
Meadowlark 01:59


Winner of a Grammy® Award as Best New Age Album of 2007, Living Music's latest release, the Paul Winter Consort's new album: CRESTONE: A Celebration of the World of Crestone, celebrates the Sangre de Cristo Mountains, Great Sand Dunes, and San Luis Valley of Southern Colorado.

The primary recordings for this new release were done in the natural acoustics of North Crestone Lake, at an altitude of 11,800 feet in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains. The album introduces to the world the voice pow-wow drum and cedar flute of John-Carlos Perea, a young singer of Apache heritage, who sings in the Northern Plains Indian tradition. The album also features the voices of Mountain Bluebird, Red-winged Blackbird, Whooping Crane, Meadowlark, Sandhill Cranes, Coyotes, and Buffalo.

From the liner notes:

“All my relations!” The Ute Medicine Man called out this prayer each time he poured water over the red-hot rocks in the fire pit at the center of the sweat-lodge. When we finally emerged from the lodge into the cool night air, I was stunned by the vast umbrella of bright stars above us. Later that evening, I played some calls toward the mountain on my horn, and a pack of coyotes began to howl.

This was my first visit to Crestone, a tiny town at the foot of the Sangre de Cristo Mountains in southern Colorado. It lies in the northeast corner of the San Luis Valley, the largest alpine valley in the world, larger, in fact, than my entire home-state of Connecticut. For 12,000 years the Valley has been used by people as a hunting ground and migration corridor. Many Indian tribes have regarded this land as very sacred, and in recent times, contemporary seekers have been drawn here.

It was September, 1979, and I was there to take part in the annual conference of the Lindisfarne Fellowship, an association of creative individuals in the arts, sciences, and contemplative practices, devoted to the study and realization of a new planetary culture. Lindisfarne’s founder, poet and cultural philosopher William Irwin Thompson, had come to Crestone to establish a solar village in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains. Among the Lindisfarne Fellows at that first conference in Crestone were poet/farmer Wendell Berry; anthropologist Joan Halifax; astronaut Rusty Schweickart; physicist Amory Lovins; ecologists Nancy Jack Todd and John Todd; Whole Earth Catalogue founder Stewart Brand; poet GarySnyder; biologist Lynn Margulis; Arcosanti builder Paolo Soleri; neuro-scientist Francisco Varela; Esalen founder Michael Murphy; economist Hazel Henderson; environmental educator David Orr; ecologist Dana Jackson; botanist Wes Jackson; architect Sim Van der Ryn; and the Dean of New York’s Cathedral of St. John the Divine, the Very Reverend James Parks Morton. Spending time with these extraordinary people, in the exhilarating atmosphere of Crestone, was deeply inspiring. I don’t recall much of what we discussed during those days together, but I do remember vividly our great volleyball games, a sunset picnic at the Great Sand Dunes, and the sweat-lodge.

Returning to Crestone often over the next fifteen years for these yearly Lindisfarne gatherings, I developed a deep sense of kinship both with this magnificent landscape and with the multi-cultural perspective of the people I met there.

In 2004 I was invited back to Crestone to play a concert for the Shumei International Institute, which had recently been established there. I had met the musicians of the Shumei Taiko Ensemble at the Cathedral of St. John the Divine in New York, and the Consort and I later played with them in an “Earth Celebration” in Pennsylvania for the Rodale Institute, with whom Shumei has had a long-term collaboration in natural agriculture. Looking out once again at the breathtaking panorama of this valley and these mountains, and reflecting on my twenty-five year relationship with Crestone, I felt a calling to make music about this remarkable realm.

As in the recording of my albums about the Grand Canyon and the Northern Rockies, my first quest was to find a resonant acoustic space in the mountains where the land would respond to our music with reverberations and echoes. I was fortunate to find in Crestone an extraordinary guide, Peter May, a natural architect who knows the mountains intimately, and who also happens to play trumpet, as well as being chief of one of Crestone’s fire departments (“Kundalini Fire Management”). Peter and I hiked to several places and played our horns to test the acoustics, but found no magical-sounding spaces. I soon realized that finding my “acoustic Shangri-la” here in the Sangres was going to be more difficult than it had been in canyon country, where there are vertical walls to reflect the sound. Peter volunteered to continue making reconnaissance trips, and over the next year he hiked to fifteen sites, recording his trumpet on a video camera and sending me the cassettes so I could hear the acoustics. One of these places, North Crestone Lake, at 11,800 feet, seemed to have promise. In the fall of 2005, I returned to Crestone and we hiked up there with Steve Van Zandt, our field recording engineer, who had been on several of our Grand Canyon expeditions. I played my saxat various points around the lake. The sound was thrilling, and the setting spectacular. This was the place.

Over the next year, we made plans for the recording expedition, and in early September, 2006, our entourage of musicians, cooks, hostlers, photographers, and crew gathered in Crestone. With fifteen people, several horses and mules, camping gear, food, an inflatable raft, and an array of instruments, including a large Japanese taiko drum, we made the long pilgrimage up to North Crestone Lake. Weset up a tent village, well back from the lake, with a full viewof 13,931-foot Mt. Adams rising up beyond the opposite shore. During the following week we made music in many places on and around the lake, and at all times of day and night. The whole experience, as in my past wilderness recording adventures, was profoundly nourishing: the sounds, the creatures, the
camaraderie, the humor, the crisp September air, the water, the cold nights, the moon, and the warm morning sun.

This alpine cirque became our sanctuary, our wisdom spot, and our place of baptism into this immense landscape. Here we could learn again to listen, and from here we could call out to the world.

Other adventures followed the expedition, in various places around the San Luis Valley, including the Great Sand Dunes, the Monte Vista National Wildlife Refuge, and the vast Medano-Zapata Ranch. I imagined sound-paintings of these scenes, with a mandala of voices reflecting the diversity of this life-community. A journey-story began to weave itself together, in which a succession of musical spirit-guides would carry us through the morning, afternoon, and evening of a day in the world of Crestone.

My sense is that this album asks for a special mode of listening. The journey works best for me when I’m lying flat on my back, with my eyes closed, and I participate more in my imagination, the way we listened in the old days of radio. I’ll be grateful to all who listen, and share these adventures, as I am to all who took part in the realization of this music.

Gratitude to all my relations,
Paul Winter


KOJI NAKAMURA / taiko drum
Koji was born in the countryside of Hyogo prefecture in Northern Japan. He is a master drummer in the Japanese taiko tradition, and was formerly a member of the Japanese group Ondekoza and leader of the Shumei Taiko Ensemble, with whom he has performed around the world.

JOHN-CARLOS PEREA / voice, drum, cedar flute
John-Carlos’ heritage is Mescalero Apache and Irish American. He was born in Dulce, NewMexico, on the Jicarilla Apache Reservation not far from the San Luis Valley. He learned the Northern-style Indian singing tradition while studying with Barney Hoehner-Peji (Lakota) and singing with the Blue Horse Singers, a pow-wow drum group. He received degrees in music from San Francisco State University and the University of California, Berkeley, and is currently pursuing a Ph.D. in ethnomusicology.

PAUL McCANDLESS / oboe, bass clarinet
Born in Pennsylvania, Paul studied music at the Manhattan School of Music, and from 1968 to 1972 was the original double-reed player in the Paul Winter Consort. He is a founding member of the acclaimed quartet, Oregon, with whom he has played for the past 35 years.

Eugene was born in Kansas, the son of Mennonite parents who emigrated from Siberia. A graduate of the Yale School of Music, he has been the cellist with the Paul Winter Consort since 1978. He is featured on over 25 Living Music recordings. In 2004 he recorded an album in the Miho Museum in Japan, entitled Sono Miho.

GLEN VELEZ / percussion
A native of Texas, Glen studied the traditions of Western percussion as well as those of many cultures around the world. He has played with the Paul Winter Consort since 1983, and has performed and recorded with a great diversity of world, symphonic and jazz musicians.

PETER MAY / conch shells
Peter May lives in Crestone, where he practices architecture, leads wilderness education programs, and is chief of one of the fire departments. Born in Detroit, Michigan, he has a degree in architecture from the University of Michigan.

DON GRUSIN / keyboard
Born and raised in Colorado, Don has long regarded the Sangre de Cristo Range as his favorite mountains. He has performed and recorded widely, producing nine series of albums under his own name.

Richard comes from Kentucky, where he sang in church choirs during his boyhood. As road manager for the Consort in the mid-’80s, he began building unique types of xylophones, from which grew his enterprise “Freenotes,” producing a variety of innovative instruments that anyone can play easily.


released December 17, 2007


Produced by Paul Winter and Peter May

Executive Producer: Sadao Miyamoto Recorded at North Crestone Lake, the Monte Vista National Wildlife Refuge, the Nature Conservancy’s Medano-Zapata Ranch, and the Lindisfarne Sanctuary at Crestone Mountain Zen Center, by Steve Van Zandt, assisted by Peter May and Matthew Crowley

Additional recording at Home Studio, São Paulo, Brazil, by Mario Gil; Keller Studios, Sausalito, California, by Andre Zweers; and Living Music Studio, Litchfield, Connecticut, by Dixon Van Winkle

Recordings of Whooping Crane, Red-winged Blackbird, Mountain Bluebird, Western Meadowlark, Striped Chorus Frog, Mountain Treefrog, and Great Horned Owl courtesy of the Macaulay Library of Natural Sounds Cornell Laboratory of Ornithology. Gratitude to Greg Budney and Tammy Bishop.

Edited, mixed, and mastered by Dixon Van Winkle

Production Assistant: Chez Liley

Photographs on booklet front and back covers by Bill Ellzey

Liner notes edited by Chez Liley and Christina Andersen

Graphics coordination by Christina Andersen, assisted by Sarah Webb

Design: Randy Weyant / Louise Johnson / KatArt Graphics

Whooping Crane information from Bird Songs by Les Beletsky (San Francisco: Chronicle Books)

Great Sand Dunes information by Sarah Lane ©copyright 2005 by classbrain.com

“Prayer for the Great Family,” by Gary Snyder, from Turtle Island, copyright ©1974 by Gary Snyder. Reprinted by permission of New Directions Publishing Corp. (Gary Snyder can be heard reading this and other poems from Turtle Island, on an album accompanied by music of the Paul Winter Consort: Turtle Island, Gary Snyder and Paul Winter, Living Music LC0022, available through www.livingmusic.com )

by Paul Winter

I dedicate this album to my mother Beaulah Harnish Winter [December 3, 1911–August 25, 2006] who passed away the week before our recording expedition. Her loving spirit smiled upon our adventure.

Many people have played a role in the making of this album. I want to express my gratitude to:

Sadao Miyamoto, long-time Living Music colleague in Japan, for your long-going collaboration and support

Peter May, for your enormous, multi-faceted capabilities, and unbridled enthusiasm in the grand quest to explore the possibilities of the human spirit

Steve Van Zandt, for your superb field recording work, and unflagging spirit in all kinds of conditions

Mickey Houlihan, Dean of expedition recordists, who blazed the trail from 1977 to 1995, from Baja California to the Grand Canyon to Lake Baikal to the Northern Rockies. Gratitude for your guidance and wisdom, and for supplying our recording gear. (Thanks also to Joe Shepard)

Richard Cooke, trickster emeritus. For your full-tilt participation and irresistible musical spirit.

Dixon Van Winkle, for your artistry, wizardry, and tenacity in weaving the vast array of musical threads I bring to you

Andre Zweers, for your brilliant and creative recording work

Hiroko Koyama, Ryuichi Tashiro, and Alice Cunningham of Shumei, for your affirmation, encouragement, and support, and for growing the most delicious green tea on this planet

Our friends at Shumei International Institute: Alan Imai, Taizo Ihara, Ryoko Ishidaand all the kitchen staff, and particularly to Mitsunari Kato, who contributed so much in so many ways

Matthew Crowley, poet laureate of our expedition, for shepherding and coordinating beyond the call of beauty

Bill Ellzey, for gracing our expedition with your smiling presence, and bringing back such magnificent photographs

Beth Richman and Jeffrey Markel, for nourishing our whole gang with wonderful food during our week at the lake

Everyone else who took part in our North Crestone Lake expedition: Ron Cunningham, Yuka Kato, Cindy Pearson, Jaudz Liu, Wade Lockhart, Francelia Sevin, Neil Hogan, Joanna Dokson, Jocelyn Marra, Mike O’Donal, Nick, Alycia and Bella Chambers, Jack Ward, Ivan Lakish, John Reeves, Frederick Dunets, Kazutaka Domae, Jackie Ashley and Mark Wischmeyer

William Irwin Thompson, founder of the Lindisfarne Fellowship, who first invited me to Crestone, and who opened the door for me and so many others, to a far-flung network of amazing people and wisdom.

Hanne and Maurice Strong, for making it possible for so many people to experience the beauty and power of Crestone

Suzanne Foote, for introducing me to Peter May

The Manitou Institute

Dan Welch, Christian Dillo, and Mark Bluestein, of the Crestone Mountain Zen Center, for your warm hospitality and unforgettable food; and Marie-Louise Baker, for assistance with recording the bowl-gongs

Anna Louise Stewart, for your healing massages

Gisela Matzke, at Accommodations of Choice

Tshering Dorji, for your great food at the Desert Sage

Baca Grande Stables, for the superb horses and mules

Ron Garcia and staff at U.S. Fish & Wildlife Service

Paul Robertson and staff at the Nature Conservancy’s Medano-Zapata Ranch

Enrique Salmon for introducing me to the music of John-Carlos Perea, and to Melissa Nelson for putting us in touch

Colin Farish, for telling me about Keller Studios; to Beth Fenn and Josh Cook there; and especially to Mark Keller for creating this wonderfully simpatico studio and lining it with your soulful and alluring paintings of musicians and their muses

Bill Siegel, for the phrase “the healing power of water spirit” from his article The Stories Are Alive: Jim Pepper ‘Witchi Tai To’ (www.zayde.net/jimpepperlives)

Roberto Romeo, proprietor of “Roberto’s Winds,” in New York, for taking such great care of my horns

And my family – Chez, Keetu, and Kaiyana – for coming with me to the mountains, and for your loving partnership during the long evolution of this album.


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Paul Winter is a seven-time Grammy-winning saxophonist, whose sextet was the first jazz group to perform at the White House in 1962. His second group, the Paul Winter Consort, interweaves sounds from the natural world with classical and ethnic traditions, and the spontaneous spirit of jazz. Their annual Winter Solstice Celebrations and Earth Mass are among the most popular events in New York. ... more

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