Igor ... You have the touch.

In the end, does this mean that when we are listening to and commenting on the tracks, thereby affect them, to the authors, and even to ourselves? That's what I tried to say here, probably :-)

Why Schrodinger and his cat is here? Generally it is a thought experiment in quantum physics, the cat is taken here as an example (Erwin Schrodinger was fond of cats). The point here is that: the observer (not a person but rather the instrument) affects the experiment, even if he/she "just" watching it. Well, where does the music, you ask. I will answer this way: a person has more than one language for two-way communication and understanding of the outside world: dance, taste, smell, music, mathematics, poetry / speech. And using them, the person goes to, and affects the outside world, even if he thinks that it is not. No one can be impartial observer. That's the question: what about our inner world? And in general there is it? As for this song: it will be updated soon, with chorale and radio transmissions, in two parts, as excerpts from the local long lenght album.

But why? Anyway, an atmospheric piece, well composed and performed Igor.

Ahh! A lovely time of year and this sounds just like it. The leaves are peaking right now in the Blue Ridge Mountains.

Wonderful piece of work!

Such great movement in the piece--the theme of detaching and losing oneself.

That is so lovely Igor.

In harmony with the story, perfect.

Very melancholy but tender.

The Dark Riders are near. Wish this were 10 times longer!

Just gorgeous!

Hauntingly...stellar. Beautifully recorded.

This is absolutely beautiful! w;-)

superb fingerings and ambience

really nice, light touch and phrasing,,, graceful

nicely done

Igor ... You have the touch!

such a sad sad Thursday.........lunchtimes over......back to work we go sad sullen but strangely uplifted.....

another listen for sad sad Thursday before the snow comes and everything becomes joyful for Christmas.......

They don't swim, they fly in the water, like clouds in the sky; flying...

We do not know their names. We will find out what they are beyond tonight's news. Great one, indeed.

We do not know their names. We will find out what they are beyond tonight's news. Great one

Toys come to us, live with us and then they leave; their lives are similar to ours. Toy triumph, toy fall, toy fate...

~Mae'n edrych fel môr o dawelwch, mae'n yn straen, mae'n yn aros~

The usual phrase: "it was the logical conclusion (continuation) of something", but the fact of the matter is that, looking closer, we see: illogical. Or logic simply not exist (and not needed to :-)

Thank you, my true friends! Who would I be without you?

~Screaming for the Blues~ ...yeah!

~ So we count a little higher till we lose our souls, Then we step back, Thus, we don't count but just close our eyes, And then steps forward, right on the ice. Then step more.... ~

I let my heart to trouble me 'cause of this groove My heart is in worry 'cause I'm from this world So~ ^_^

Stars - what's this? Whether it was Reflected In the cup Until the tea Was over? ~

I don't hurry I have no place to hurry I have no need to hurry I simply here To exist ~

The artificial city, You cold as ice, as always. Why do you call me, Why again? ~

For all the elves out of nowhere.

He howled in the night That someone was listening, He howled whole night That someone was. He howled all night And the moon Came out~

I just got a new Vespa, riding on it since yesterday, jo! This Drive fits O.K. :-)

~We are all the branches of a tree that grows to become Tree of Life~

...seems theme for the [moto]riding, for the rush hour, or... hmm.

Piece, full of fading lights. Is an ambient blues.

Thank you all for listening, this is one of my favorite piece in recent times.