“[Evolutionary Spirits] takes its title from a line in Hill’s opening Poem for 2084, a prototypically splendid example of The Crossing’s artistry. For six minutes, the male and female singers swell in glorious harmony; clarity of intonation and diction is omnipresent regardless of whether the voices loudly declaim or drop to a whisper. With the vocals soaring, Hill’s piece (with text by Joan Wolf Prefontaine) exudes an ethereal mysticism as it muses on the state of the world.”
