Loki's Lair is a short tour of a slightly quirky place. Like its owner, the dwelling has a mischievous air. Rooms sometimes have curved walls or odd angles. The eyes of the portraits follow your movements as you walk down the hallway. The furniture is nice enough, but something about the fabric choices combined with the shadows seem to play tricks with your eyes. The door you thought opened to the side yard leads instead back into another curved passageway. The whole time you’re there, music plays in your head, unbidden. It too is slightly quirky. Lines that seem to be a simple unison melody aren’t quite so, slip-sliding apart. A passage whose direction seems straightforward has an unexpected shift in register. Which instrument is playing this line or playing the lowest note in that chord? Two instruments play similar patterns, but they never line up. The music stops. You find yourself back outside, facing a little drawbridge, unable to remember the last few steps that got you there.
Loki’s Lair is affectionally dedicated to Eight Strings and a Whistle, whose superb musicianship has graced Winges-notes since the previous century.