This album truly depicts the Indian spirit through chanting melodies, flute and the sweetened strings of the famous Indian sitar.
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Daily OM – April 2, 2013:
“The lovely songs on flautist Terry Oldfield’s passionate but ethereal Spirit of India begin slowly, gradually cohering out of thin air, building layers of intense beauty, making them ideal for closed-eye voyages through “the land of mystery” (this kind of beginning, where the song seems to develop gradually out of thin air, is a hallmark of Indian classical music) and change, blossom, die, and be reborn as time seems to stand still. A beautiful and evocative flute over growling tamboura opens “Sandalwood & Jasmine” before a simple four-part melody begins to weave a loving tunnel of spiral light. The music beckons your third ear forward with pulsing chimes, recalling Oldfield’s brother’s classic Tubular Bells, before the sitar and short-note flutes take over and you realize that the the long tunnel you’ve been following has been gradually outlining the contours of a gigantic Hindu temple in the starry night.
“Voices in the Wind” and “Jayadev, the Bard of Love” take things deep into the void beyond time and space though flutes, sitars, tablas, and male and female voices singing and chanting mantras as they ride the currents. “Of a Love That Sweetly Dwells” finds Oldfield’s flute fluttering in merry play like a child among the adults, with heavy Indian strings that sometimes melt the whole track away into the resounding simple notes from the sitar. Echoing voices come in and out of each track, sometimes soaring to the forefront, sometimes hanging back, barely audible in the distance, like a half-forgotten dream.
First and foremost an album for meditation, with plenty of Terry Oldfield’s patented mystical flutes on board, this is still a voyage deep into the textures and tastes of one of the oldest and most deeply spiritual countries on the planet. We can lose ourselves completely in its colorful, swirling winds and spirits, and never even scratch the surface of its mystery. So light some sandalwood incense and a candle, grab a pillow, assume the lotus, and let Oldfield whisk you off into temples along the Ganges wherein ego and worry dissolve and Spirit of India becomes your spirit in the most real and ancient of senses”