Dreamy piece Igor! Yes, it's never too late to turn around, I think you see it very clearly! Lovely touch there, perfectly played.

poetic piano in the dark.... wonderful....

...same for me, Trevor.

still reminds me of a cloudy day in Berlin

Definitely, gives the sense of euphoria.

I'm at the bottom of the beautiful brimey sea........looking up to the surface....but I can breath....

Very nice Igor

Totally enchanting!

Don't worry about tomorrow - tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. Great space!

nicely done

And now a little bit spooky.....cheers

Now I feel all spacey".......thank you

sounds like the Andromeda Strain soundtrack, which I am still searching for. Very good sir.

Nice! Has a great swing about it!

Absolutely beautiful! w;-)

This is very good Igor nice one

I do not think that the Snow Queen will weep forever - no. She is The Queen, not a human woman or so, she will act, thru the ages (how? - that's the question. We'll never know). Ahead of her - eternity. Forever. Or so.

Yeah! Dust off the tap dancing shoes. I love this!

Very nice Igor

Quietly intimate!

~ Somewhere in the wind The flames have cooled ~

Here it is, the blues; (:-blowing:-)

Just to say: you're cool man, James!

~nonexistent wave of non-existent knowledge moves me, in~

...dark matter, is it?

-=m.e.g.a..s.o.u.n.d.t.r.a.c.k=-

It starts in Floydian, then the wave, and then ... The next thing a.k.a. "A tail-end" required, as the second part.

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.

~ Because its true I don't love you Its true I can, I'm able to say goodbye Already You're gone I'm free, I'm free To sing ~

~ dewdrops sparkle in the mist as the rare music that bring me the joy every morning every day ~

~funky true story~

~follow the Canal Park skyline~

...moments of weakness, as you know, always precede the moment of force. And vice versa, though. ~from above~

water is rising and it is wide

~Music To Watch The Birds Go By~

Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer ...they also sang: ~ Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no! I said dreamer, you're nothing but a dreamer Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no! OH NO! ~

What a pity that I am not Irish!

~heaven in a living room~

As an unperfect actor on the [cellar] stage, he tried to... but... Was booed by an ungrateful public.