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…
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…
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…
~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…
~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…
~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…
~
Memories long in music sleeping,
No more sleeping,
No more dumb:
Delicate phantoms softly creeping
Softly back from the old-world come.
Faintest odours around them straying,
Suddenly straying
In chambers dim;
Whispering silks in order…
~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…
~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…
~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…
~
Memories long in music sleeping,
No more sleeping,
No more dumb:
Delicate phantoms softly creeping
Softly back from the old-world come.
Faintest odours around them straying,
Suddenly straying
In chambers dim;
Whispering silks in order…
~
Memories long in music sleeping,
No more sleeping,
No more dumb:
Delicate phantoms softly creeping
Softly back from the old-world come.
Faintest odours around them straying,
Suddenly straying
In chambers dim;
Whispering silks in order…
~
Memories long in music sleeping,
No more sleeping,
No more dumb:
Delicate phantoms softly creeping
Softly back from the old-world come.
Faintest odours around them straying,
Suddenly straying
In chambers dim;
Whispering silks in order…
~
Memories long in music sleeping,
No more sleeping,
No more dumb:
Delicate phantoms softly creeping
Softly back from the old-world come.
Faintest odours around them straying,
Suddenly straying
In chambers dim;
Whispering silks in order…
~
Memories long in music sleeping,
No more sleeping,
No more dumb:
Delicate phantoms softly creeping
Softly back from the old-world come.
Faintest odours around them straying,
Suddenly straying
In chambers dim;
Whispering silks in order…
~For whom who far away~
Also:
"The Red Cow tried to stop dancing but it was no good. "' I can't. It is the seventh day of dancing. And I can't eat. I can't sleep.'
"Hm - very strange." said the King. What does it feel like?"
"Funny…
A song about a walk i took on a recent holiday....
At One (Lyrics)
I feel the thermal stir the air
I watch Life evolve before me everywhere
I see life's palette live and fluoresce
I feel, I feel at one
I feel at one with the sun
There's that…
Track 3 from The Bunker 2013
Summer Breeze
The summer breeze
Brings it all back to me
starlight skies
Pull me to my knees to cry
But the Blue sky and the sun gives me hope
love will come to me again
The greys skies
Take my hope…
~For whom who far away~
Also:
"The Red Cow tried to stop dancing but it was no good. "' I can't. It is the seventh day of dancing. And I can't eat. I can't sleep.'
"Hm - very strange." said the King. What does it feel like?"
"Funny…
~For whom who far away~
Also:
"The Red Cow tried to stop dancing but it was no good. "' I can't. It is the seventh day of dancing. And I can't eat. I can't sleep.'
"Hm - very strange." said the King. What does it feel like?"
"Funny…
...as stars were twinkling, as were scattered around, ... just to reappear, to be collected again, later, in the new story ......
Hallo an euch, wohlwollende Besucher!
Track 3 from The Bunker 2013
Summer Breeze
The summer breeze
Brings it all back to me
starlight skies
Pull me to my knees to cry
But the Blue sky and the sun gives me hope
love will come to me again
The greys skies
Take my hope…
a small quiet piece for a Sunday evening,, all four string sections are present here,, violin, viola,cello and contrabass,,it's kind of fun to try to mix, and pass the various themes around,,
dedicated to our "cold hearted orb that rules the night",, bassoon and french horn exchange glances with one another, cross a web of strings with a little timpani,in for the flavor,,, i have been trying to figure a bassoon into my work, so here…
[recorded in glorious 4-trak at lotek studios in the '90s]
straining to maintain
straining to maintain a sense of dense intensity
vainly feigning pain of a spurious immensity
a furious refrain of precarious opacity
nefarious pretence…
Got it, made louder. From here, I slowly going mad, following your creativity. Or is it a cure? Or is the other side? But: the side of what?
~decided to go with the stream meandering thoughts ...
" "Jabberwocky"
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub…
Heres one i have done with Chunk's excellent backer..
Down this Road (Lyrics)
She said, she was sweet
she lied she were no where complete
she said that she wanted my babies
that should have told me that she was a little crazy
one night, thats…
Comments on igor's stuff
Way to go Igor. You brought a little class to this joint!
"Lions and tigers and bears, oh my". Brave and perky little number here Igor.
Crystal clear waters...shining and sparkling in golden sunlight...beware those hidden depths. Beautiful!
Your music sounds as if you are lost in your thoughts and just letting it flow. Such talent!
Big smiley face from me! I will send you my invoice. Ha ha ha!
Updated to "as Bethan said" :-)
Dreamy!
Beautiful!
Wonderful playing...
Wonderful..... I've lifted the lid off a magic box.... And spring is inside
cool tones.
Essence of a musical box with the ballerina spinning around and around! Delicately done!
A piece of musical spendour Igor.
Updated, becomes more like a concert. Thank you all.
Beautiful...
How Beautiful!
Absolutely wonderful!
Wonderful sense of longing in this one. Beautiful!
..pretty, man! Thanks for checking that stuff out. :)
Lovely, it sounds like it's being carried on the wind!
Comments made by igor
De cœur à cœur, il vient Un flot de sons Qui inquiète donc? :) Donc invitent ... Pour Trevor, le seul et unique - Happy Birthday, The Man!
~Is dedicated to all easy riders~
To James Michael Taylor, who suggests that the universe is a big merry-go-round: Yeah, man, what if it is? And we're at _______.
Here, it appears as wine ripens! :)
All aflame for the Buzzaz: A torch relay of Metaphobias. Got it.
...summer as it is, as it should be, ...a summer afternoon ...
Live recording. Renamed according to the comments of kavin. Subject to update at the conclusion of the work on the show, later on, then ...
...as stars were twinkling, as were scattered around, ... just to reappear, to be collected again, later, in the new story ...... Hallo an euch, wohlwollende Besucher!
It seems, this canvas would have a coat of solos, better distinctive, but not as sharp ... ~Do I Dream of Electric Sheep?~
The music here is as enthusiastic lament, arrives from far away, and go back there, to come again and again. Raptured.
In the end, everything will be obliterated or will fade away like these guitar shadows, so: does it really matter when ...
That's what's I'm loving!
Superb
Taceant ad preces motum heri an ..?
~... Así, como el eco pasado~
Got it, made louder. From here, I slowly going mad, following your creativity. Or is it a cure? Or is the other side? But: the side of what? ~decided to go with the stream meandering thoughts ...
~Who's been repeating all that hard stuff to you?~
Remastered/updated.
~ i know all i gotta do is get on my bike and ride, ride, ride! up to this road where i never 'll be ~
...all you people that tryin to sleep He is out to make it with your midnight dream, yeah ...