Matt Borghi

Songs, soundscapes, and improvisations for deep listening.

New Song Release – Down the Road

Down the Road

Release date: 11/11/2026

 

Listen on:

The story behind the song:

This song came about in a rather unusual way, at least as far as my process normally goes. I sat down, mug of black coffee in hand and said I’m going to write a song. I knew that I wanted it to have a kind of upbeat tempo, possibly a song that could have a bluegrass boom-chuck rhythm, though, I don’t play it that way here. The reason for this was it was the first original that I was going to pitch to my Grateful Dead and Dead-adjacent cover band, The Deadly String Band. 

I knew that I wanted the song to have a repetitive chord structure, like most old time folk, blues, country and bluegrass. I also knew that I wanted the lyrics to be less impressionistic than my songs usually are; I wanted this to be plainspoken, again like old folk and follow a basic structure, but as with all my songs and really any good songs, I still wanted a catchy chorus. I’m a sucker for a catchy ear worm of a chorus. I also knew that I really wanted this song to have a B7 chord in it, the way two of my favorite tunes to play do: Old Home Place and Pallet on Your Floor. That B7 adds some nice spice to a tune when placed just so. 

As for the lyrics of this tune, the story basically wrote itself. I was thinking of somebody I knew when I was just a pup who had big plans for music, big charisma and talent to spare. At the time, we just didn’t want the same things and like so many people in our lives they left a mark and then moved on. This song is for them; well for us, really and it aims to celebrate that we meet people in our lives, they make an impression, but sometimes we’re just not on the same trajectory. They’ve become wildly successful and I do hope that one day we meet up again down the road.

Down the Road – Lyrics

Chorus:

Maybe I’ll see you down the road
And then again, maybe I won’t.
I hope you find what you’re seeking
Maybe we’ll meet again down the road.

When we met I could see you were different
Big ideas and stars in your eyes
I got drunk on your passion
And got high on your lust for life

Chorus

You had a dream that you had to go after
And I’m all for chasing your heart
I hope you found what you were seeking
But I just couldn’t go that far

Chorus

Sometimes, I wonder how you’re doin’
As I remember our good times
Wherever you are, I hope you’re happy
and as for me, I’m doing just fine.

 

Something Is Beginning to Move

Lately, I’ve been feeling a renewed sense of movement around my music.

I’ve released a new longform soundscape recording on Bandcamp, Ominous Winter and this one seems to have found a wider audience; I’ve always found that to be curious how some things resonate more than others. At the same time, I’m seeing growing interest in my songs and songwriting. It’s encouraging and it feels like an opportunity to bring more of this work into the world.

Music has always taken several forms for me: immersive soundscapes, improvisation, songwriting, and collaborative musical exploration. They’re all part of the same creative journey.

What I’d really like now is to find people who believe in the possibilities of this music and want to help bring it to life.

I’m looking for musicians interested in collaborating and exploring new directions, as well as people who might help create performance opportunities, make connections, and introduce this work to new audiences.

I’m not looking to build a marketing machine. I’m interested in genuine connections, shared enthusiasm, and seeing what can happen when people come together around something they believe in.

I know there’s more to be done with this music, and I don’t want it to live only in recordings and online platforms.

If something in this work speaks to you, I’d love to connect. Let’s breathe some life into it.

The Long Journey Home

For a long time, I’ve thought of the different things I do with music as separate.

There are the songs. There are soundscapes and ambient recordings. There is improvisation. There is old-time music. There are the bands I’ve played in, the records I’ve made, the music I’ve written about, and all the music I’ve spent a lifetime listening to.

For years, I’ve wondered which of these things was really me.

I’m beginning to think that was the wrong question.

Maybe they’re all part of the same thing.

I’ve been trying to become a songwriter for a very long time. In one form or another, I’ve been writing songs for thirty five years. But I didn’t take a straight path toward becoming a songwriter. I wandered.

I followed sound.

I became interested in what happens when you listen closely enough to hear things you normally overlook. I spent years making ambient music and soundscapes, exploring sustained tones, texture, space and the strange places music can take you when it doesn’t have to hurry toward a destination.

I improvised.

Improvisation taught me something different: that music doesn’t always have to be known in advance. Sometimes the most interesting thing you can do is listen, respond and see what happens. You begin with something—a sound, a chord, a feeling, a silence—and follow it.

I played old songs, blues, folk, fiddle tunes. That brought me back to something elemental. A melody, a few chords, a voice, a story. Music that has survived because someone kept singing it.

And all the while, I kept writing my own songs.

For a long time I wondered why I hadn’t simply become the songwriter I imagined I should be.

Now I’m beginning to see that perhaps I was becoming one all along.

The soundscapes taught me to listen.

Improvisation taught me to trust what happens when I don’t know what’s coming next.

Old songs taught me that simplicity can carry enormous weight.

Years of playing music taught me that a song isn’t just an arrangement of notes and words. It’s a way of paying attention to the world.

And all those years of listening—to records, musicians, rooms, landscapes, conversations, silence—have become part of how I hear a song now.

So I’m not interested in choosing between these things anymore.

I don’t want to put the soundscapes in one box, the improvisations in another and the songs in a third.

I want to see what happens when they all become part of the same musical life.

Some songs may be nothing more than a voice and a guitar.

Others may leave more space around themselves. A little noise. An unexpected texture. An improvised guitar part. A sound that doesn’t quite announce itself as music but changes the way the song feels.

I don’t know exactly what these songs will become.

That’s part of the point.

I’ve spent much of my life learning how to make music.

At this stage, I’m more interested in learning how to make my music.

Not music that fits neatly into a category. Not music that proves I belong somewhere. Just music that feels honest to the strange, winding path that brought me here.

Maybe that’s what becoming a songwriter has meant all along.

Not finally arriving at some definition of what a songwriter is supposed to be.

But becoming willing to listen to everything you’ve learned—and then seeing what comes out when you sit down to make something of your own.

This is the work I’m doing now; I’ve made the long journey home… back to myself.

 

New Song Release – The Reach

The Reach

Release date: 10/11/2026

Matt Borghi - The Reach

Listen on:

The story behind the song:

The Reach is an interesting tune for me. I originally wrote the lyrics separate from the music as I was laying in bed watching lightning from a distant summer storm and listening to the distant thunder. As is often the case with the bits I write just before I fall asleep, I wrote down the lines and set them aside and drifted into the land of nod. Several hours later, I was awakened with a start as a giant bolt of lightning flashed very nearby followed by an immediate and continuous visceral cracking of a large hundred-year old maple tree falling… and falling… and falling… a continuous, deep cracking that seemed to last for minutes. In my sleepy adrenalized state, I was sure that the tree was going to come through the roof. Before my feet could hit the floor, the power was out and the pitch of night was consumed by a deluge of rain. Daylight came. Damage was assessed. A symphony of chainsaws and generators played in the morning sunlight; a common morning program following a grand Michigan summer storm. Power was restored rather quickly and as I retreated to my studio, I recalled the words I had written the night before and put them to a guitar piece that came to me almost as soon as I sat down. You never know when the muse is going to strike. I recorded it immediately; this is that recording.

The Reach – Lyrics

Night rains move across the darkness.
Lightning illuminates the treetops above
Shades of grey move slowly across the dark sky.
With an imperfect stillness I know your love

It’s a lonesome sound, moving on.
It’s a lonesome feeling, moving away.
Rain slows and distant thunder rolls
I’ve reached the end of this day. 

Silhouettes of trees frame the western sky.
A distant freight train blows its horn.
I lay here thinking about tomorrow and yesterday
And all the todays before I was born

It’s a lonesome sound, moving on.
It’s a lonesome feeling, moving away.
Rain slows and distant thunder rolls
I’ve reached the end of this day. 

It’s a lonesome sound, moving on.
It’s a lonesome feeling, moving away.
Rain slows and distant thunder rolls
I’ve reached the end of this day.

 

 

Notes from the Horizon – September 2026 eMail

Notes from the Horizon – September 2026

It’s been a while since I’ve sent something to the email list and I hope you’ve been keeping well.

Lately, during these trying times, I’ve been thinking a lot about roots.

Not necessarily about going backward, but about remembering where I came from—and what was there before all the plans, ambitions, identities, and expectations accumulated around it.

In that spirit, I’ve been rediscovering some of the things that have been quietly present throughout my life: deep listening, improvisation, meditation, sound, stillness, and the simple experience of being immersed in music without needing it to accomplish anything.

Part of that rediscovery has been the return of Ambient Soundbath Podcast – https://www.ambientsoundbath.com

I originally created Ambient Soundbath as a way of exploring what happens when sound becomes an environment rather than simply something we listen to. Over the years, I led group and individual sonic meditation experiences (aka live Ambient Soundbaths), and I’ve recently felt drawn back toward that practice—not as a new project or another thing to build, but as a natural extension of where I am now. I’ve relaunched Ambient Soundbath as part of this larger journey.

I’m interested in offering virtual and real world Ambient Soundbath sessions, both for groups and for individuals. These can be spaces for slowing down, listening deeply, resting, meditating, or simply spending some time immersed in sound.

If that sounds interesting to you, I’d love to hear from you. There’s no particular format or schedule yet. I’m simply listening for where there’s interest and seeing what wants to emerge.

Sometimes moving toward the horizon means discovering that something you thought was behind you is actually still part of the path.

Additionally, I’m offering free Bandcamp codes for Calming the Inner Storm – Guided Soundbath Meditation – However, rather providing the codes here, reply to this email, as there’s often a problem with sharing codes, others using them, etc. This way I can make sure everyone gets a code without issue.

Breathe.
Listen.
Enter the sound.
See what happens.

-Matt

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What 30 Years of Deep Listening Has Taught Me

matt borghi ambient soundbath

 

 

For more three decades, I’ve been exploring a simple question:

Can sound change the way we experience the present moment?

I discovered this through meditation in the mid-1990s, when I found that listening to music while practicing deep breathing gave my mind something to rest upon—a kind of mandala for attention. That experience eventually led me into deep listening, ambient music, improvisation, and the ideas I began calling Life Music.

Nearly thirty years of composing and listening have taught me something I didn’t fully understand then: while any sound can become an object of contemplation, some sounds are better vehicles for getting us there.

Certain timbres, harmonies, sustained tones, repetitions, and textures can help quiet the mind, settle attention, and create a contemplative state more readily than others.

I’ve become increasingly interested in this not simply as a composer, but as a practitioner.

This is where my interest in sonic meditation has taken me: using sound deliberately to cultivate presence and deeper listening.

The music is the vehicle.

The listening is the practice.

And perhaps my role is becoming less about simply making music and more about teaching people how to listen—sharing the things I’ve learned through decades of exploring sound, attention, breath, and presence.

I’m still learning. But the question remains the same:

Can we learn to listen in a way that changes how we experience being alive?

That’s what I want to explore next.

 

The Music Was Never the Destination

Matt Borghi HorizonFor a long time, I thought of myself primarily as a musician. Looking back now, I think I was actually pursuing something larger: the possibility that sound could change the way we experience being alive.

That realization takes me back to around 1995. I was having some health issues involving my heart and found that I couldn’t relax. I began practicing relaxation meditation and deep breathing simply as a way to calm myself. Music soon became part of that practice. When I listened while breathing deeply, the music gave my mind something to rest upon—a kind of mandala for attention. I discovered that listening could help change my state of mind.

I didn’t have a name for what I was discovering.

Over time, this led me toward meditation, deep listening, and eventually what I came to think of as sonic meditation. Only much later did I discover that Pauline Oliveros had used the term Sonic Meditations for a body of work in the early 1970s. That coincidence has always fascinated me, particularly because I had arrived at many related ideas independently.

By 2003, I was trying to understand where all of this was leading me. I wrote a lengthy piece called Life Music Defined and Explained, an attempt to articulate my evolving philosophy of sound and listening.

I was interested in the possibility of listening more closely to the world around us and experiencing all of its sounds as part of a larger musical experience.

My thinking drew from several places: ambient music, Brian Eno, John Cage, Vipassana Buddhism, and eventually Pauline Oliveros and her concept of deep listening. But the important thing is that these weren’t simply ideas I had adopted. My experience with music and meditation had led me toward the questions first, and the intellectual framework came afterward.

In that 2003 writing, I described the project itself as becoming “a great big vipassana meditation.”

What interests me now is how clearly that experience anticipated much of what I’ve continued exploring ever since.

I began to see music less as an object and more as a way of directing attention.

A recording could create an atmosphere. A performance could create a space for listening. A sustained sound could give the mind somewhere to rest. But ultimately, the most interesting thing wasn’t the sound itself. It was what happened inside the experience of listening.

That distinction has become increasingly important to me.

It also helps explain why the work of the 1970s Human Potential Movement and related consciousness-oriented communities has always resonated with me. I was born after that cultural moment had largely passed. I didn’t consciously inherit that worldview, but for some reason it was often present in my thoughts and perspectives.

I had arrived at some of the same territory through music.

Experimental musicians were questioning what could be considered music. Ambient composers were exploring music as environment. John Cage challenged our assumptions about silence and surrounding sound. Pauline Oliveros developed deep listening as a practice. Meditation traditions explored attention and direct experience. The Human Potential Movement explored consciousness and transformation.

Somewhere in that larger constellation, I found my own way of asking the question.

For me, the question increasingly became: Can sound become a doorway into presence?

Can music help us become quieter?

Can listening interrupt our habitual relationship with the world?

Can a sound become something we don’t merely hear, but something through which we experience ourselves and our surroundings differently?

And perhaps most importantly, can music serve as a portal rather than a destination?

I think that’s what I’ve been circling for a very long time.

The Ambient Soundbath Podcast was one expression of it. Longform recordings have been another. Performance, improvisation, writing, and the broader body of work I’ve been developing have all been different ways of approaching the same territory.

The music matters. I love making it. But I increasingly understand it as a means of invitation.

An invitation to slow down.

To listen.

To become present.

To notice the extraordinary fact that sound is happening all around us, all the time.

And perhaps, through that attention, to experience something larger than the music itself.

When I look back now, I don’t see a series of disconnected musical experiments. I see a thread that reaches back at least to the mid-1990s, when I first discovered that music could help me become still.

I see it in the writing I did in 2003.

I see it in my fascination with ambient music, deep listening, meditation, and consciousness.

And I see it continuing into the work I’m doing now.

What kind of experience do I want to invite people into?

The answer has been there for a long time.

Listen deeply.

Be here.

And see what happens.

New Longform Soundscape – Close of Day – Longform Rework

New longform – Close of Day – Longform Rework
New releases are always $0/name your price on Bandcamp until the next one comes out.

This was originally released in 2022 as a shorter track on Valley View Record’s Sleep Cycle II compilation, but was removed when our contract ended.

Recently, the unavailability of this track was brought to my attention and I thought that I would re-release it and rework it as a longform.

I haven’t listened to it in a while and I am finding it to be a very enjoyable track; I hope you enjoy it, too.

matt

 

 

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