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Early weekend morning. Sleep longer. Dreams mix with reality, everything is filled with bright happiness as in childhood. Or is it a cheerful ray of sunshine dancing? To share with the world the joy of the free flow of the piano. For Tess.

Reading a book From a tabula rasa, with the title that appeared at birth, and until the end I am reading the book. A book of life, with color and black and white pictures, with joyful or banal or miserable text, with unfinished verses and some…

We wait, we count days, hours, minutes to the expected. With desire, with anxiety, with apprehension, with calm. Do we live during the count, in the intervals between events that we're waiting for, one after another? Probably, something unconscious…read more

Zero hours in sleepless Macondo. Always. Тhe window is open. I hear scraps of lazy conversations from below that strangely mixes with the hovering sounds of the untuned guitar radio in the back room. - - ... - - Don't you think the ending…read more

The epochs are changing, the kaleidoscope of events is spinning faster and faster. The horizon of events, as the beginning of the rainbow, is not possible to reach. Which does not mean that there is no way for others.

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This is an alternate mix of an RPM2020 song. I'm hoping half of my album will be arranged for acoustic guitar, hand percussion, and saxophone. I also want to do an alternate mix of each of those songs with the usual three piece rock band arrangement…read more

guitar and little boxes that go beep and hiss

CALIFORNIA Capo @ 4 in C/Am I’m (Am) going back to California A little place in the San (E) Joaquin (Am, stepping down A G F# F E) Where the back pasture builds To Sierra foothills And Kaweah tumbles down cool and clean I’m going back…read more

Winter, sparkling snow, cozy café in a nearest village, with ginger cake and tea.

MN Homebrew Radio show has a monthly writing contest. This month it was to use the word "wait" or "waiting" in your song. So the hook line of the chorus popped into my head at 5:30 in the morning and the rest of the song came pretty quickly…read more

With words by Brent Kinder, and piano by Igor.

Early weekend morning. Sleep longer. Dreams mix with reality, everything is filled with bright happiness as in childhood. Or is it a cheerful ray of sunshine dancing? To share with the world the joy of the free flow of the piano. For Tess.

Early weekend morning. Sleep longer. Dreams mix with reality, everything is filled with bright happiness as in childhood. Or is it a cheerful ray of sunshine dancing? To share with the world the joy of the free flow of the piano. For Tess.

Early weekend morning. Sleep longer. Dreams mix with reality, everything is filled with bright happiness as in childhood. Or is it a cheerful ray of sunshine dancing? To share with the world the joy of the free flow of the piano. For Tess.

Reading a book From a tabula rasa, with the title that appeared at birth, and until the end I am reading the book. A book of life, with color and black and white pictures, with joyful or banal or miserable text, with unfinished verses and some…

Reading a book From a tabula rasa, with the title that appeared at birth, and until the end I am reading the book. A book of life, with color and black and white pictures, with joyful or banal or miserable text, with unfinished verses and some…