He didn't think to look back. Incidentally, he can not - he's a wolf. Only forward, without fear and unnecessary doubts! Where is the light..?

The empty room that echoes with the thoughts of sound.......love it....but don't look back........no....I said don't look back.....not even a peek

Beautiful, ethereal...!

Well it totally pulled me in. Glorious playing Igor! Hmm, another fascinating "about" I see.

What adorable music!!

Superbly witty!

Bubbly little number - enchanted my daughters. :)

Pretty little understated tune because I used a very old very and dusted and aged instrument; whistles - it's a bird, bird... :-)

Pretty little understated tune here, oh, and who can whistle then?

Fantastic.......Bravo

.....a question from public: "And what about love?" (updated)

a smile yes,, a fond memory for a place i have never been,, really nice

Love the pace of this, a nice slow walk....back to the car with a nice clean shovel...in mornings first light.....the birds are singing and the carnival of summer begins....with a mysterious bass line.....and the long lost art of the whistle....excellent

A smile is the best reward, thank you Kirk :-)

Can't help but smile at this one!

enjoying the scenery of this nice leisurely stroll.

i would be hard pressed to think of a better way to spend any 9 minutes than by listening to your wonderful playing here,, ( and yes i mean that for all things considered!) this is a really beautiful/artistic set of musical notes,, it's amazing how with just 12 different notes (over several octaves, to be sure) and a magical use of timing you can create such a full rich picture... both lovely and brilliant R

Love this as it grows and brings a smile. Love the carnival feel of the instrumentation and arrangement.

Don't be afraid of the dark...great playing and variations!

STILL EXCELLENT!!!!!!!

This is a Brain Damage. According to the title and genre of the songs here can not be mistakes as well as "notes out of tune". Important is your enjoyment in the game, and if it was, it is our pleasure while listening. C'mon!

~magnetique stripe; a quietus as final cut~

The revolutionary spirit of Texas. Miraculously survived.

what a clarinet! ~Vandoren~

~light and shadow of that will never come back~

~otra tarde, una más de las ásperas soleadas tardes en continuo~

By the way: what is this mysterious square iPods with a scroll wheel on each of its sides that you use instead of portrait? I do not remember this model from Apple ... P.S. Let me suggest that it is ... hmm ... Schrödinger's paradox box, for example :-) ...and yes - Floyd is Floyd, absolutely agree.

...waiting for a a peaceful beast. ~ La bestia en la puerta~

Here's how I would like to play. Thank you Roberto.

I remember Slade. Ambrose Slade. You?

~Puzzles, misterious, riddles~ Ghosts do not speak - they communicate with gestures, in silence. We consider them mysterious. I wonder what they think we are? What if they, as well as some of us thinks about them, to believe that we don't exist? And also what if... Oh, I think got carried away :-) Good piece, really. P.S. I did like this - I run it on the cyclic play (I recommend to try). Drift...

~fluke-chains, adrift out of nowhere to nowhere~

Enjoyed how it's happily ends on 'A maj' :-) And how it was, from beginning to the end. ~Song of hope~

Weep for those who were not, for those who left us and those who are just arriving. ~This time Superfrog will not save~

To Beth: ...all those steps: this is not a plain steps. It's - movement and breath of the people around me, it's lively atmosphere, and, I think, a sense of belonging. We are all - one. At that moment, at least.

~passages and chants of the innocent forest people~

Where are these people? Were they really or it is simple stories of that type that infinitely tell and is lazy discuss in pubs in the evenings? The answer will come, not soon. Or never. ~was a Kansas City based Celtic~

.. and then the Scottish man said: "Why can't you fly now, bro?" And he answered him: "Because I am grown up. When people grow up they forget the way." Barry, promply: "Why do they forget the way?" Reg, after a minute: "Because they are no longer happy and innocent and heartless..." And then they left together, towards the night. P.S. A bit of a ding-dong was from the toaster, that's what.

~Didn't lose the one who realizes a loss~

...and they said: "Never trust a man named Abdul Aziz, a friend. Especially if he is al-Hakim". But he didn't listen.