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…
Me voy por ese camino,
Estoy fuera de la carretera,
Estoy en un mundo abierto,
Lo cerca que estuve con alguien que está ya inventado por el,
Estoy en un mundo abierto,
Ahora ...
~
To listen when timelessness.
~The road to the heights of knowledge is never easy, but it exists~
Also:
"He was asleep when the boy looked in the door in the morning. It was blowing so hard that the drifting-boats would not be going out…
The reunion was on...they came from far and wide....it was held on Easter Sunday down at.....the new cellar of Regs...chiseled in to the Yorkshire Granite ....sound proofed....bomb proof.....as they say it started with a beat...everything was…
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.
Yes, it's a whisper, but the whisper of the ocean. Have you heard the whisper of the ocean? That's a big call-up and big sound, determined and persistent.
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.
In the old days you could dodge the collectin man if your money wasn't right.Nowadays they can remotely shut off your lights,cable,internet-put your stuff out on the curb. So this is a bittersweet trip down nostalgia lane.
Another Live performance with former band mates in Scartaglen back in 1988 on the NPR show Mountain Stage. This time a piece of Gaelic mouth music followed by 3 reels. Maybe the most complex arrangement of a set of tunes that we ever did.
W/M by Tharek Mokbul
-Lyrics-
When the world is in battle,
It grows hard to see,
The fights that occur within lines.
Constant distraction dispensed
From the top
of the castle
With oil down its sides.
All of the effort
now wasted…
#4 for the RPM Challenge.
Have you heard this melody before? This is one of those where I wonder if I've unconsciously "borrowed" something from someone. Translation: the Fly Boat, like the tourist boats that ply the river Seine and their bright…
This song is inspired by the struggles currently going on in Syria....here are the lyrics:
Out in the streets, an awakening has begun
You brandish posters, they point a gun
Scrawled on the pavement with blood and tears
Says we the people…
My RPM challenge this year: acoustic guitar instrumental album with no more than three tracks on each tune (ok, maybe four!)
This one is a single track with no overdubs. On the 12 string, the 4th,5th and 6th string pairs are tuned a fourth apart.
We walled ourselves in apartments and rooms away from each other. Random thoughts and mundane life was grinding us to a halt inside. Some days, we were tyrants, and some days we were saints.
Written by Greg Connor
Lyrics:
River run away with me
I got my paddle in my hand
Take me far away from here
Take me to the sea
Take me somewhere I don’t know
Take me where the water goes
Start out fast, then go slow
Closer to the…
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
Here I remember The Cars with Candy-O, do now know why... just getting off :-)
Me voy por ese camino, Estoy fuera de la carretera, Estoy en un mundo abierto, Lo cerca que estuve con alguien que está ya inventado por el, Estoy en un mundo abierto, Ahora ... ~
~thank you for listening~
There is no Emptiness really, matter of fact it's all...
~My funny Solitude~
I, staring at the dishes, I, think that I admire, I, consider myself an expert, But there's something here that I do not know, Does not give me rest.
Trev in his element as Master of Cellaria...!
Yes, it's a whisper, but the whisper of the ocean. Have you heard the whisper of the ocean? That's a big call-up and big sound, determined and persistent.
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.
I staying true to my core values, I drink bitter one, I'm Elder, too old to be free...
A good canvas. Now would also add "lifeline" (kinda "theme" or "solo") and then ... huh ...?
~ we dance all night and sing and drink - why don't we? ~ Thank you, Kirk
~ I don't cut off the tails, and don't see where to look, I do love life as it is, even if my scissors are hopelessly blunt, hopelessly blunt... ~
...and their bright spotlights attract me at night. Here I go...
The time has come to let them go, Nick.
Links of the chain, as separated notes, you divided, still. When you'll unite?
He was always a loner, But didn't despair, He strum, And he strum, And he strum. singing
Such a guitar masterwork, yeah.
O-o!
~slowly the river flows, it bears me there where I never was~