Naively conceived, written and published in February 2012 for "Contemporary Chamber Music" (vol.1), an RPM12 album.
The titles of the pieces in album are follow each other in a certain order - see album description.
Naively conceived, written and published in February 2012 for "Contemporary Chamber Music" (vol.1), an RPM12 album.
The titles of the pieces in album are follow each other in a certain order - see album description.
Naively conceived, written and published in February 2012 for "Contemporary Chamber Music" (vol.1), an RPM12 album.
The titles of the pieces in album are follow each other in a certain order - see album description.
Naively conceived, written and published in February 2012 for "Contemporary Chamber Music" (vol.1), an RPM12 album.
The titles of the pieces in album are follow each other in a certain order - see album description.
Naively conceived, written and published in February 2012 for "Contemporary Chamber Music" (vol.1), an RPM12 album.
The titles of the pieces in album are follow each other in a certain order - see album description.
Naively conceived, written and published in February 2012 for "Contemporary Chamber Music" (vol.1), an RPM12 album.
The titles of the pieces in album are follow each other in a certain order - see album description.
Cowardly Lion: Courage! What makes a king out of a slave? Courage! What makes the flag on the mast to wave? Courage! What makes the elephant charge his tusk in the misty mist, or the dusky dusk? What makes the muskrat guard his musk? Courage…
Interpretation of that we see comes from us, so, therefore, is not objective. Seems, there is no objectivity here, none at all. But then why do we try again and again to learn, to understand, to feel?
The question is still the same: who are…
Hi Richard, thank you for listening. The instruments I've used here are: Roland V-Synth GT (general orchestration if I can say so :-) and, for the flute and trumpet, Roland Jupiter 80.
Interpretation of that we see comes from us, so, therefore, is not objective. Seems, there is no objectivity here, none at all. But then why do we try again and again to learn, to understand, to feel?
The question is still the same: who are…
~Through the night, and darkness, we rush forward to the tops of the universe. What for we're?~
The original version of this song was composed, written and mixed on board of the night train to Berlin, in 2004. Here is an updated version number…
Interpretation of that we see comes from us, so, therefore, is not objective. Seems, there is no objectivity here, none at all. But then why do we try again and again to learn, to understand, to feel?
The question is still the same: who are…
Indecision is not always bad, sometimes it even leads to the determination. Or leads to the solution. Or does not lead anywhere (also a kind of solution).
~For Tessa~
Cowardly Lion: Courage! What makes a king out of a slave? Courage! What makes the flag on the mast to wave? Courage! What makes the elephant charge his tusk in the misty mist, or the dusky dusk? What makes the muskrat guard his musk? Courage…
After the late naps
I can't get up, as should I?
Where I... Who am I?
Sounds comes, closer,
Ah! - here it is, my world,
Lovely, clear and simple
~
...the state after summer sleep before I (you) have any thoughts, or, more precisely, about…
...the state after summer sleep before I (you) have any thoughts, or, more precisely, about the state of occurrence of these thoughts (or whatever you call them).
~and just letting it flow~
~Essence of a musical box with the ballerina spinning around and around~ /as Bethan said/
~
Calm the night, unstirring,
And the air so clear
Pearls of dew uncurling,
Moonlight rays unfurling
’Cross the glassy mere.
Dulcet waves appeasing…
After the late naps
I can't get up, as should I?
Where I... Who am I?
Sounds comes, closer,
Ah! - here it is, my world,
Lovely, clear and simple
~
...the state after summer sleep before I (you) have any thoughts, or, more precisely, about…
Enchanting... mesmerizing. So, this music, that fills my heart, makes me wonder, once again... what am I doing among all these really great musicians??? Wow...
Cowardly Lion: Courage! What makes a king out of a slave? Courage! What makes the flag on the mast to wave? Courage! What makes the elephant charge his tusk in the misty mist, or the dusky dusk? What makes the muskrat guard his musk? Courage…
Reg is back in love the broken heart has healed and he wants to tell the world .........
ONLY YOU (Lyrics)
I surrender my life
I surrender my dreams
I surrender my thoughts
Because it’s true i love you
I love only
You are the sun…
New one from me. It's ended up as a bit of a "crying into yer beer at Bob's Country Bunker" sort of song lol...
I've been sat on these lyrics in some form or another for absolutely years. I first wrote them one very dark night a few years after…
Reg's little homage to Elizabeth Taylor who passed away today, the piano is a little dodgy and the lyrics and the singing in parts as i'm following my dodgy playing, it will have to be revisited but i thought i'd share anyway as i would forget…
~Reg has no reason to afraid of Virginia Woolf anymore, she was gone. He is sadly quiet. Me too~
P.S. I'm ready to try writing the piano/organ/strings part here (not sure it'll be so dodgy as you did but...), let me know how.
P.P.S. Cleopatra...
This is about the free spirit soaring high above the seas, forests, cities and times.
~There is no dark side in the moon, really. As a matter of fact it's all dark~
"Luna":
Ir, nunca volver al viento sur...
Ni dejar marcas de arena o rastros.
Yo estaré bien en la marea.
Luna, guía mis pasos
encauzados por lágrimas de mar.
Ir, nunca volver al viento sur, perfecto y frío
Surcaré grises cuerpos…
This is about the free spirit soaring high above the seas, forests, cities and times.
~There is no dark side in the moon, really. As a matter of fact it's all dark~
This is about the free spirit soaring high above the seas, forests, cities and times.
~There is no dark side in the moon, really. As a matter of fact it's all dark~
To Richard (with thanks for listening btw):
...well constructed: No, I almost do not use MIDI, this is a live recording from one of my local concerts, Yamaha Clavinova, and the second part is same live recording, but with live switching to Yamaha Clavinova / Rhodes.
...two different pieces: here it is presented as it was played (as one piece, in two parts). At a local album that I released, it was in two pieces, one after another, without the 2 seconds pause. A small problem of net-music is that it became difficult to release a concept album as me, a composer, has designed it. So here I've put this play in such a "pristine" (say - original) form
Some effects, as well as the sounds of the summer forest from our countryside house, were appended to the record later, when mixing. For ~the mood~
This is about the free spirit soaring high above the seas, forests, cities and times.
~There is no dark side in the moon, really. As a matter of fact it's all dark~
Poor old Reg he cant figure it out!! ........ since he's been listening to his self help tapes to stop drinking he has never got any money and he just doesn't understand it, he keeps working coming home relaxing to the tape........... then when…
I really wanted to play this one nicely, but every time i pressed 'record' and started to play, i made a mistake... so, after many tries i just decided left it like this (for the moment, at least...)
I hope you like and/or enjoy this one.
Recording is always difficult. For example, I always keep one of Logic ON and it writes and writes ... But always ready. And I do not think about to press record and stuck. Spontaneous playing sometimes better, more natural.
Reg had some dodgy fish and entered the arena of the unwell which is why he has not been seen for a few days now. He has been to that place where the mind takes you, where you are in the arena of dream because the mind will not let you sleep…
Reg went to a funeral of an old friend the other day. He then went for a drink in the cellar and got chatting with Vincent Price and Elvis about life being just a game that you couldn't win no matter how well you played . Reg started jamming over…
Reg has been reading the papers this afternoon and his a little worried about the big wide world so he's gone down cellar to have a chat with Elvis and between the two of them they came up with this little number......It's what they had to do…
---We have not noticed how they began the war against all, against friends, against neighbors, against themselves. So what do we do to keep the big wide world? Really just do not say goodbye?---
Comments on igor's stuff
Like how some the songs have a much springer/bright sound than the others
great composition
Wonderful album of sweet tones - I'll return to this exceptional playlist again and again.
very nice
Good one, wild turnarounds.
Wonderful album Igor. I love nylon string classical guitar ;)
Very lovely.
Hi Richard, thank you for listening. The instruments I've used here are: Roland V-Synth GT (general orchestration if I can say so :-) and, for the flute and trumpet, Roland Jupiter 80.
really very nice,, what synth did you use for the horn,, i liked it's tembre very much
I remember watching doves flying around Checkpoint Charlie back in the 70's.
What a gorgeous composition with many faces.
Missed this one. Gorgeous!
Very nice
evocative soundscape and quite beautiful playing
And a lovely moment it is!
...the state after summer sleep before I (you) have any thoughts, or, more precisely, about the state of occurrence of these thoughts (or whatever you call them). ~and just letting it flow~
So nice, quiet and innocent sounds... super nice.
Enchanting... mesmerizing. So, this music, that fills my heart, makes me wonder, once again... what am I doing among all these really great musicians??? Wow...
Lovely piece!
So beautiful, Igor...
Comments made by igor
~from moments to moments~
~thin tunes out of only twelve notes...~
~ Only you can make this world seem simple Only you can make the darkness darker In order to better see ~
What remains, what will be - don't write down but to remember, but to sing. Live with them and with them go...
~briefly and clearly~
~Reg has no reason to afraid of Virginia Woolf anymore, she was gone. He is sadly quiet. Me too~ P.S. I'm ready to try writing the piano/organ/strings part here (not sure it'll be so dodgy as you did but...), let me know how. P.P.S. Cleopatra...
~and everything under the sun is in tune~ (Waters)
~The sound is before the word, and music prior to language~ (R.H., The Poet)
Bienvenidos, mi querido maestro Kirk :-)
~...wears a hat. And also sings well, incidentally~
~From tragedy to comedy is just one step, and sometimes not. Oddity~
To Richard (with thanks for listening btw): ...well constructed: No, I almost do not use MIDI, this is a live recording from one of my local concerts, Yamaha Clavinova, and the second part is same live recording, but with live switching to Yamaha Clavinova / Rhodes. ...two different pieces: here it is presented as it was played (as one piece, in two parts). At a local album that I released, it was in two pieces, one after another, without the 2 seconds pause. A small problem of net-music is that it became difficult to release a concept album as me, a composer, has designed it. So here I've put this play in such a "pristine" (say - original) form Some effects, as well as the sounds of the summer forest from our countryside house, were appended to the record later, when mixing. For ~the mood~
~Light music for meditation before, during and after the meal~
Miniatures, usually is the quintessence of momentary mood and / or impulse of the soul. This one is ...
~Thou don't feel anything, don't feel, don't ... And then thou wake up - and ...!~
Recording is always difficult. For example, I always keep one of Logic ON and it writes and writes ... But always ready. And I do not think about to press record and stuck. Spontaneous playing sometimes better, more natural.
~on the day Reg was born, Elvis was out catching an enormous uncatchable fish, using his wedding ring as bait~
~Fifteen men on a dead man's chest~
~The Steadfast Tin Soldier~ Wonderful tiny piano piece.
---We have not noticed how they began the war against all, against friends, against neighbors, against themselves. So what do we do to keep the big wide world? Really just do not say goodbye?---