igor,,, there is something about the soul or music from your native land,,, that has always surpassed// amazed my inner self,, that,,, hard to say,,,,,is soooooo beautiful and touching,,, once again well done friend r

Absolutely gorgeous & so moving. w;-)

Nicely done mate great playing.

Beautiful, pensive yet inquisitive. Love your stuff, sir.

I feel i know the stranger a little better now.........

Beautiful.

Wonderful music.

A higher musical consciousness. Meditative.

Magnificent performance Igor. One of your best.

Life itself is a waiting, if you try to plan it. What if you do not plan, but just to live?

Absolutely gorgeous! w;-)

someone once said (R. Hinelin i believe) waiting is becoming.......most beautiful friend

That was beautiful Igor.

..they recently moved in, watched telly, so-so, and... a neighbor, according to the old-fashioned custom, decided to go with the cake, get to know them and all that. Who'd have known?

They were watching the world go by from the living room window when suddenly one drops behind the settee shortly followed by the other....one says to be other In a whisper ........"Theres someone at the door"......"you answer it "..."no you do it "...."no."...."well look out the window then"...."it's the Avon lady "...the Avon lady pressed the door bell ....and time stopped inside the house....was she heard by the two acid heads hiding behind the settee.........there was no answer .....she walked away......as they trembled

to drorkesser: it is a delay with "tail decay".

Nice ... is the background keyboard or an infinite (type) reverb?

...and thank you all for listening, brothers.

The amazing thing, Trev, is that it is impossible to discover the forgotten, we can only try, and then, if successful, you will receive a "recollection of memories", also different from one time to another. That in itself is interesting, but sometimes it has nothing to do with reality, as I understand. Note: I write this from the train, from Berlin to Hamburg.

Wandering backwards in memory at an alarming pace to discover the forgotten to remember that you wanted to forget

Wind, cold wind right here, with echoes of nothingness - that's where the trick, but not "filtering", Matt, even if you... I think so.

I would have added: as a result of sound pierced through and through, and go somewhere further on. I turned it on full blast in the studio and seems distant neighbors nervous. I hope they were worried about the meaning of life, as I do now. Here it is - The Result, Matt.

...same for me, Trevor.

~Midnight Rider, you swam in the dark, in the sky. You can't hear...~

~Mandalay Golden Bells~ The question is not how to catch a goldfish, but what to do if you caught it ... ~road.still.going.on~

After such a long road, who will save me, who will support the faith in me in everything good? ~dissolution 4~

That's Jeoffrey, as he is. I like him, honestly. Not sure what you'll find a lot of musicians who compose and sing such a sincere and open the song. That's why. ~The Moon's Renegade Son~

~Sparlingtronics~

I will be short: timeless, Doug. Wanna lay down with a solo here, ya...

12-string requires a greater sense of space, because it is, in fact, work with the orchestra sound (instead of more "focused" 6-string = black&white). And you got it. Now is the time to draw a picture, in color :-) P.S. My favorite 12-string master - Ralph Towner, ECM, I listen to him often.

...drummer, in the rhythm of his own, decidedly takes height... Easy for me to say. I wasn’t there :-)

...drops, slightly at first, then more; in no particular order, by themselves...

Isn't enough, bro. Sing your opera 'till...

...and after all we're only ordinary men. Me, and you, and Reggy one... God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do. Forward! - he cried from the cellar and the front rank died... (curtains) (PF/DSOM, relaxed)

Well, I would put it more precisely: the novice conductor. Budding, novice conductor Reg. That in itself not bad :-)

I do not think that the Snow Queen will weep forever - no. She is The Queen, not a human woman or so, she will act, thru the ages (how? - that's the question. We'll never know). Ahead of her - eternity. Forever. Or so.

Tron slowly comes off, overtakes, closes the sky. ~Heavy decline~

~Introduction to what will be~

~They're all will tell you that I've got it all wrong but I know how it all happens~ P.S. Hey, you're great american, really.

~listening to the quiet water, still water~