Can we accept imperfection and impurity?
In an act of defiance, I uploaded An Urban Stroll with its clicks and ticks. Those clicks and ticks mean the range of volume, highs and lows exceeded the limits of the 24 bit Wav file which is the necessary music file format for this site. I normally spend an hour or more editing the recording so that there are no peaks of too much volume. It's an act of frustration to spite my own face. I left a small amount of excessive volume after trying to craft just the right mix of pianissimo and fortissimo in the more enthusiastic moments of the piece.
This piece owes its origin to the straight forward impulse of creation without purpose. There is no story line or plot of characters reflected in the music. I hope it's somewhat enjoyable despite its imperfections and impure sound.