The time will come and our grand-grand-grandchildren will not know how open and easy we (at least some of us) were. How we was loved, grieve, fought-then-reconciled. ...and again, again.
~vintage synths do not tolerate midi/programming/planning…
~ Observation Affects Reality ~ (as used to say Schrödinger's cat)
Schrödinger's cat: A pussycat, along with a flask containing a poison and a radioactive source, is placed in a sealed box shielded against environmentally induced quantum decoherence…
Sounds like the day after all the snow began to melt and the sun came out and it all evaporated, the mist blocking the sun...the light dancing in the chemistry of the x-snowflakes...
~ Observation Affects Reality ~ (as used to say Schrödinger's cat)
Schrödinger's cat: A pussycat, along with a flask containing a poison and a radioactive source, is placed in a sealed box shielded against environmentally induced quantum decoherence…
~ Observation Affects Reality ~ (as used to say Schrödinger's cat)
Schrödinger's cat: A pussycat, along with a flask containing a poison and a radioactive source, is placed in a sealed box shielded against environmentally induced quantum decoherence…
Thank you Igor.
My question, "Why" was because I could not understand why anyone unless very cruel would think it ok to put a cat through such misery.
I realise now that it was not real.
Cheers Bethan
The circus is leaving, for good. Adults are happy (oh, at last they were gone!). Children are unhappy (there was a lion and clown, acrobats and candy and ... all that!). Ahh...
~You'll not believe, but: nothing lasts forever. Lollipop even~
"High Life" is a musical genre that originated in Ghana in the 1900s and spread to Sierra Leone, Nigeria and other West African countries by 1920. My friends from that part of the world consider this be the "go-to" rhythm for just about anything…
HYSTERIA
poem by: T.S. Eliot (1888-1965)
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved
in her laughter and being part of it, until her
teeth were only accidental stars with a talent
for squad-drill. I was drawn in by short gasps…
Sketch of the ripple of unseen muscles. Tea for two who wish to take their tea in the garden. Concentrating of attention with careful
subtlety to this end. I like that.
Kinda rough. I'm uploading this mainly to share a guitar technique I've been working on. I'm wearing a slide on my picking hand and using it to alter pitches in single line phrases. There's a lot more can be done with this technique that I've…
Blues Guitar for Christmas as a metaphor for saying farewell to the outgoing something (sound cool, eh?). P.S. Nothing to do with my favorite Michael Brook album with the same title - Cobalt Blue.
~bronze bushing~
I see the entry to the exit, to a special place. But why through a window? :-) Ah! This is such an idea, clear. Seriously: to become a complete art piece it should be longer, and should go down into the coda at the end, as I see it. Working on it?
this was an attempt at making a tune where the vocal melody was nonredundant with the chords (or never found in any of the notes of any of the chords).
Almost succeeded - but it was fun trying.
'...whys and wonders -AND wordless prayer for Heather J., Jim L., David Garcia, Jerry W., Dr. Choi, M. Sparks, John Fitch II, and dear Zea, among many others.
after the ocean of possibilities,there is a plateau covered in rain and storms,where curious angels sing,after which,there is a lake,surrounded by weeping willows and eucalyptus trees,across this lake,coracles pass,carrying the sacred flame to…
A second outing for my new Reaktor ensemble codenamed "BD". This time I used only once instance of the ensemble but noodled around through a series of samples allowing the guided-randomators to vary the speed, grain density, and grain length…
New stuff has been slow in coming for me lately, but I found this lurking on my hard drive from a while back. Frankly don't remember how I did it except that it was all live to 2 tracks and at one point one of my synth patches glitched out on…
This is the first outing of a new granular re-synthesis based Reaktor ensemble I am working on codenamed "BD".
The track is generated by 4 instances of the ensemble (playing different samples), panned by CamelSpace, with lashings of Valhalla…
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A-D-O-R-E.
Beautiful...absolutely lovely.
So evocative. We who are alone see pictures when we hear things like this...swirling sounds and longing gathered into the dark wet blanket of sand...
and a wonderful reflective morning it was to
Sounds like the day after all the snow began to melt and the sun came out and it all evaporated, the mist blocking the sun...the light dancing in the chemistry of the x-snowflakes...
...and these sad snowflakes, they fall slowly and painfully. They are burdened with the knowledge that they will soon melt away***
Snowflakes...this sounds like musical snowflakes falling on piano keys...
I love autumn. You capture it perfectly.
Beautiful piano music, great sound!
tick tick tick .........
Enlightened despair...amor
November perfect! Alone in the great hall....piano notes raining down.....Красивые ноября
very beautiful and elegant my friend
What a beautiful track, Igor...
This is beautiful! w;-)
Nice "new-age"-ish piece, with echos of Chopin. Nothing yet invnted surpasses a nice grand piano.
Another Beauty Igor!
Inventive and free. Is the cat like a tree falling in a forest?
Oh my word, well played!
Thank you Igor. My question, "Why" was because I could not understand why anyone unless very cruel would think it ok to put a cat through such misery. I realise now that it was not real. Cheers Bethan
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But it'll come back - we know it ;-)
~the memories of last year's wind that was blowing just yesterday~ engraved in metal~
Yes you, seemingly, the master of a rhythm! I like this.
...it might be nothing at all but nice. i like it. someone does something, other occasionally listens to it. just great...
~good piano tune with blue temperament in mind~
Ya, all acoustic-n-natural. Logic mastering aftereffects, though.
~piano étude, upright~
Thank you Kirk. Merry Christmas!
Sketch of the ripple of unseen muscles. Tea for two who wish to take their tea in the garden. Concentrating of attention with careful subtlety to this end. I like that.
~it was a long, long road~
Blues Guitar for Christmas as a metaphor for saying farewell to the outgoing something (sound cool, eh?). P.S. Nothing to do with my favorite Michael Brook album with the same title - Cobalt Blue. ~bronze bushing~
I see the entry to the exit, to a special place. But why through a window? :-) Ah! This is such an idea, clear. Seriously: to become a complete art piece it should be longer, and should go down into the coda at the end, as I see it. Working on it?
~a little bossa in the evening~
As soon as the end of the digital models - then and now begins the real hypnotic accompaniment. I guess so, Kevin.
~and we~ ~no longer waiting~ ~but being~ ~on top~ ~of the soul, of the mountain~
"I hope you enjoy this one": ...you ask! Of course! And who doesn't? :-)
From a "Rustles" cycles, mysterious Matt.
~is a really Rock Steady~
~strum on looping dreams~
Not bad for or to fill in the chase scene, for example. To be continued...? Think I will ask you for a samples.