As if I was a tree,
And would stand in the woods,
Taking the rain and the snow.
As if I was a tree,
Standing in the field,
Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds.
As if I was,
as if ...
As if I was a tree,
And would stand in the woods,
Taking the rain and the snow.
As if I was a tree,
Standing in the field,
Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds.
As if I was,
as if ...
As if I was a tree,
And would stand in the woods,
Taking the rain and the snow.
As if I was a tree,
Standing in the field,
Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds.
As if I was,
as if ...
As if I was a tree,
And would stand in the woods,
Taking the rain and the snow.
As if I was a tree,
Standing in the field,
Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds.
As if I was,
as if ...
As if I was a tree,
And would stand in the woods,
Taking the rain and the snow.
As if I was a tree,
Standing in the field,
Looking at the eternal movement of the clouds.
As if I was,
as if ...
Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.
Just right for this time of the morning......ahhhh children you've gotta love them even at 4 in the morning .....I do believe your playing is relaxing him and me ....thank you ....I'm now going to disappear ......
Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.
Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.
Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.
Who to believe? relatives, who drop out over time? loved ones, that dissolve in the night? yourself one, without being sure of anything? to a stranger who disappears at the same moment? Perhaps the question itself is not correct.
It's not unusual to chase your girl around with a dull axe, is it? Just kidding - This was 60 tracks and almost a year to finish. I had some help:
Guitars: Tony W
Fadeout Solo: Gnasty
Acoustic/Rhythm Guitars: Me
Phone Message: Tony W &…
~He turned pale... and threw himself at her feet~
~And the veil of Russian snow slowly began to cover them both...~
~~~
~Snow blizzard pounced in a rush, and as quickly disappears~
~As your sound thru the night~
Had these backing tracks laying around on my drive for a while and didn't know what to do with them, so grabbed my Ebow and a fretless electric that I built for myself a couple years ago and had a go. My fretless playing is really in its infancy…
I swore that I would NEVER upload this. Was having a bad day trying to loop "nice" acoustic guitar sounds and got frustrated so grabbed my Taylor and plugged it into a cheesy Effects box and straight into the looper. Started twiddling knobs and…
Zona (Russian word for 'zone') was inspired by Andrei Tarkovsky's movie Stalker where the protagonist takes his guests to a 'forbidden zone' to experience glimpses of an alternative reality.
You know, I always thought that he leads them into experience the true reality - the one that actually is. If it is ...
Hmm... My impression from that "zone" lighter than yours. Well, I will answer thee, with my play.
This song was inspired by Mikhail Lermontov's 1840 poem 'From Goethe':
The mountain heights
Sleep in the darkness of night
The quiet valleys
Are filled with a dewy haze.
The road has no dust,
The leaves do not shake…
Wait awhile
And you will…
~~~
Ueber allen Gipfeln
Ist Ruh’,
In allen Wipfeln
Spürest du
Kaum einen Hauch;
Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde.
Warte nur, balde
Ruhest du auch.
~~~
Dear society,
Here, in my seclusion - my isolation - I've come upon a pattern in time and history that we had not previously seen. You need not be concerned about whether or not I've gone crazy, it won't matter soon because you'll understand…
~
Hello, muchacha
No, no, me muchacho you muchacha
You know like me Tarzan, you Jane
Me muchacho, you muchacha
Oh, you muchacho, me muchaca
Wow, too much of a woman
Mucha, muchacha
~
~Long-forgotten voices, tears and laughter ... an empty stage as a metaphor for what was~
P.S. Ah, it would be necessary then re-master: add echo and "otherworldly" reverb, a bit.
This is an experimental track based on a binaural field recording from Schiphol airport. The noisy, effective and informative soundworld of a modern airport reveals here its dreamlike harmonies and hidden heartbeats.
Comments on igor's stuff
interesting,,, i hear a lot of depth between the notes,,
Absolutely, stunning!
Excelent as always ....Thank you.....
That's a bit special
wow
Absolutely gorgeous!
Beautiful.....
Definitely sooths the soul, keep it up! i love it
~ it drifts along, so slow like snow dissolves ~ following Trev
Nice one mate
Absolutely wonderful!!!!
excellent,, well if your a tree ok,,, but perhaps your a tree near the circus,, there's something so carnival about this,, love it r
...excellent as always......I've always wondered who takes the snow and rain away and now I know It's trees who take it....off course ......
Fits perfectly the description. Or is it the other way around...
Just right for this time of the morning......ahhhh children you've gotta love them even at 4 in the morning .....I do believe your playing is relaxing him and me ....thank you ....I'm now going to disappear ......
So perfect!
Fabulous performance. Браво Бис - I do hope that's right :)
...'sounds good as always, friend! Thanks for listening. :)
Simply Gorgeous!
very beautiful my friend,,, i close my eyes and i can be at the keyboard with you,,,lovely notes that drip through time
Comments made by igor
~Are You Sequenced? - Yes, I'm~
~rock steady~
~I remember then being different, when I could fly, when I could dream~
~Gandalf appears on highlands~
Elegiac emotion - outward!
~He turned pale... and threw himself at her feet~ ~And the veil of Russian snow slowly began to cover them both...~ ~~~ ~Snow blizzard pounced in a rush, and as quickly disappears~ ~As your sound thru the night~
I think you need to continue such soul searches - you're successful, Master Kirk. Longer was even better ...
~wave of mess into something like music~you're succeded~
You know, I always thought that he leads them into experience the true reality - the one that actually is. If it is ... Hmm... My impression from that "zone" lighter than yours. Well, I will answer thee, with my play.
~~~ Ueber allen Gipfeln Ist Ruh’, In allen Wipfeln Spürest du Kaum einen Hauch; Die Vögelein schweigen im Walde. Warte nur, balde Ruhest du auch. ~~~
~We may never know exactly how they played music~ Now, through the veil of romantic, I hear~ Is it? ...
Sie war es, Deutschland. Hallo liebe Freunde! Hey, machen laut!
Pattern in time and history that I had previously seen - the fight with itself in isolation. Oh ..! I'm gonna crazy down...
~ Hello, muchacha No, no, me muchacho you muchacha You know like me Tarzan, you Jane Me muchacho, you muchacha Oh, you muchacho, me muchaca Wow, too much of a woman Mucha, muchacha ~
Then it was the orchestra of 200 musicians. Now it is a pairs bubbling up in the phase. Noise, ordered..?
The joy and the freedom of playing piano - that's it! Waves.
~Long-forgotten voices, tears and laughter ... an empty stage as a metaphor for what was~ P.S. Ah, it would be necessary then re-master: add echo and "otherworldly" reverb, a bit.
Found no Eno here- good sign :-) Ja! - found your/Lena Sleepless in Dresden, good.
~Post-classical pastoral as impressionism in painting, but on a matte paper~What I forgot?~I can't remember that...~
Piano Poetry - it's what I do, too, in private or in public with a grand piano. Thank you for sharing it here, Elena.