Three drummers, a percussionist, and a sitar walked into a room. No guitars, no bass. That was not the plan, but it turned out to be the point.
Our jam on the 3rd of May took shape around what actually showed up rather than what was expected. The sitar changed everything. It pulled the atmosphere somewhere quieter and more searching, something with a faint Eastern quality. People started singing mantras. Nobody planned that either.
The format held. Each participant drew a card with an emotion and played it, then gradually everyone found a way into the same shared sound. With this particular combination of instruments it came out more intuitive than structured, more about listening than performing. Incense burning, tea going round, the room doing its own thing.
There was also a dog. A one-year-old mixed breed who decided the session was his business too. He moved between people, settled where he wanted, and somehow made the whole thing feel more like a gathering than an event.
The music was not what I imagined when I planned this. It was slower, more internal, built from rhythms and breath rather than melody. That has its own value.
Thank you to everyone who came and played. More soon.
— Indie pop artist, musician Anastasiia Ledovskaia