video descriptionGuitar Introduction
"Walking the song
Great mysteries inform the rocks
Eee yit di di he yit di
Stalking the truth
Primitive humbles to the land
Passion
Eee yit di di he yit di Laughing the future
So many big mistakes
Eee yit di di he yit di
Passion Eee yit di di he yit di
I want to be walking the song DESCRIPTION OF VISUAL We see feather swaying in the wind. The camera focus then switches to a massive red rock formation hundreds of feet away. Suddenly we see Beth walking with vigor and in time to the music across slick rock wearing a black dress and black cape. She continues with her spirited walking until she is skipping along and adding a little dance with her arms. We cut to Beth sitting and playing her guitar with the wind blowing her hair across her face. The camera slowly moves back and we see that she is sitting on a rock out cropping high above the majestic desert floor. She is strumming as we watch the sunrise. We then see fingers on guitar strings from the inside of the guitar, while in the background there is a very familiar rock formation--the Three Gossips in Arches National Park. Next we see a slow motion Beth with her arms twirling like big carriage wheels as she slides across red sand and green sage. There are rock towers all around. The camera moves back slowly and we see that the rock towers are in fact the Three Gossips again. Beth is now spinning with her hands in the air and her hair flying almost straight upward. The sky is gray and cloudy and there is a feeling that it is a black and white world. Suddenly there is color again; red and flashes of the blue scarf Beth is wearing. She is spinning and dancing and throwing her hands up and her head back. Her hair is light colored ropes which move and jump. Now she's spinning in true circles with her hands outstretched straight to the sides! She is smiling and laughing. The camera now cuts to a different scene where we see a quiet desert, mostly flat with sage and beautiful colors in the clouds. Beth is walking toward the camera with a calmer feeling. The guitar is across her body. As she moves closer to the camera she looks straight into the camera and moves the guitar across her body with her right hand and holds it next to the right side of her body as she tosses her head and looks to the right. We now see a beautiful Navajo child in a windy place, looking pensively into the camera. Curious and cautious, this child seems to say, "what are you doing here?" She moves part way out of the frame and we look at her for a long time. Long enough to know her. Then we see a Navajo grandmother sewing as the wind blows the fabric and her head covering. There is barbed wire and a fence behind her. Now we see that she is sitting next to some embers of a fire which is keeping her warm in what looks like a chilly wind. Behind her is a structure which might be a jewelry stand which is not currently in use. The child reappears in a new frame, only her eyes visible as she is partially hiding behind a piece of weathered wood. Her hand on the wood shows us that she is still curious, and wants to connect. Now we see Beth again dancing and jumping around in the red rock towers. The towers are lit by the rising sun on the tops but still are in shadow at their base. Now Beth is fooling around playing air guitar and moon walking in a landscape that could be the moon itself. We see that the rock towers are framed by cottonwood trees waiting for spring. The camera cuts to some amazing natural arches. As it comes back we see the wide end of Chuck Spray's amazing Snake River Dreadnought guitar. Then Beth's right arm strumming and finally her fretting hand and her face, looking up to the sky while a gnarly old cottonwood tree watches her from behind. We cut to a sunnier, warmer looking scene with blue sky and red rock. The camera comes around a corner and there is Beth contemplating the face of the rock. We see the petroglyphs which catch her attention. The rock has black patina and green lichen, and an overall red and pink coloring to it. Beth is in a blue sweater and her blonde hair is cascading down her back. The enchanting circular petroglyph fills the frame, and as the vocal soars we get closer and closer to the circle until we disappear into it. Cut now to a funny shadow which we assume is Beth clowning around, trying to be a petroglyph. She makes her fingers spread way out and her limbs become angled and glyph-like. We cut back to the engaging Navajo girl who is now smiling and the lyrics say, "laughing the future, breaking the chain." Her eyes dance with the amusement of whatever it is she's found. We see her two missing front teeth and she becomes the archetype of youthful innocence. Back to Beth who is now dancing in black and white, using hand motions and body movements that seem primitive and modern at the same time. Back to the little girl, who is pensive again. She looks mature beyond her years, and a little worried. The lyrics resound, "Too many big mistakes. I will bear witness to all that I find," and we see that the little girl is very close to barbed wire. The camera follows the barbed wire down into the desert. We see Beth playing guitar from the back now as the sun sets onto the face of her guitar. The camera comes around and we see the wise cottonwood tree again, watching, watching. Next we see feet in the desert, wonderful black feet on red sandy floor. They are booking along. Happy, vivacious feet. There is creosote and sage bush everywhere. Now Beth is cruising through a classic high desert environment, lush with rabbit brush, creosote, and sage. There are sage sticks on the ground, which look like bones. We see a close-up of Beth's face and the blue silk scarf she is wearing contrasting green turquoise earrings. We see her small figure with arms stretched to the sky and follow her arms up, up, up into the clouds where a hawk soars far above. We follow the hawk for some time. Beth is playing in the arches again. As the vocal soars, the camera gets close and far away, close and far away for an effect of celebration. When the camera comes to a comfortable place, Beth throws her arms up in the air and the guitar, which is strapped to the front of her body, shines out. The rocks behind create geometry and contrast. Now we see feet through snow, leaving footprints behind little black boots. We see a black coat floating around the black boots and the pegged of a guitar being carried over a shoulder. We see Beth hiking through the snowy landscape. Then we see the child who is now laughing and trying to play with the camera. She is playful as a child should be. She is free. The lyric is saying, "hearing the child, hearing the child." Beth is dancing in black and white in the desert again. She smiles at the camera and we're back to footage in color. Beth looks like she's telling us to remember and observe. She looks over her right shoulder to the beautiful fading desert colors. Lastly we see her disappear down a desert trail toward a towering rock feature. She gets tiny and the snow falls harder and harder as she goes. The picture fades as the digeridoo also fades out.
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