Yes; ...yes.

..nice work.

Superb! I seem to remember some of these from before. Nice to have them all in one place! The section from about 2 to 3 minutes is a stand out for me. Lovely!

7 Excellent photographs to go with 7 pieces of exquisit music a really enjoyed the walk through the snow......

For those who are not in a hurry or who have no hurry, at all. For a peaceful and relaxing listening.

Beautiful. It's restrained and emotive at the same time. Well done!

Completely splendid!

This put me right there in the Café. Or at least it made me really wish I was sitting right there. Nice.

Very sweet. Like this a lot!

Oh, love the unexpected change in the middle, then back again. Exceptional piece of music.

Yes, so dreamy!

How Beautiful!

beautifully heavy.....

...the break at about 3 min is a break before taking the new weight, you know? :-)

builds nicely,,,the main guitar work is very nice,, the break at about 3 min is ??

Fantastic!!

And this too :-) You make the thing talk, many thanks.

And then this started up when Nocturne finished... I love your stuff Igor. This is beautiful, makes me want to go and play my piano (I can't very well!). I need to practice - these are the sorts of piano sounds in my head, thanks for creating them :-)

Wow. This is mighty fine. It goes places but it's still obviously the same piece. I wasn't expecting it to hold my attention all the way. But I was actually sorry it finished!

I got it turned up loud..... that bass is bouncing around my insides shaking every part up.... the haunting guitar is........stirring.......like a church organ.....

~All things will pass, yeah...~

~Aamu suolla, aina sumuinen aina~ Nice vocals, finnish, unreal.

~under the sign of redshift~ (merkin alla punasiirtymä:)

Sometimes the mood is like water in a creek, flowing, changing, and no one knows where it lead... (to Kirk:)

Maybe a career, or a time... "Two hundred thousand dollars is a lot of money. We're going to have to earn it." (as Blondie write it on a rock in the middle of the graveyard and as well as tells it to Tuco and Angel Eyes)

~tea for six, fretless; slipping up~

~Silenzio è ipnotizzante~

~guitarra real~

~ One voice, covered with dust, Finally made ​​his way Through the copper lines, Where for many years there was nothing. Only the sound of the trumpet, sad, calling. The life means.... ~

You're The Man, Trev.

I listening to it. I flying away.

Saturday morning, the day off with an iPad on the sofa; listening to alonetoners. Svetlana: "...the one who sings now - who?" me: "this is Brett from Illinois". She: "Hmm, let's hear more of his music. Interesting voice"

He said to himself: "I will not want to fly" He kept saying: "'cause I do not want to!" Wax dripped and dripped, tears ... No one wanted to fall down, But too late: you took off already. "Higher!", as they said.

Soldiers on the ground, Have won, How many of them already? How many more will be? I want to be a hero, Too...

Life itself is a waiting, if you try to plan it. What if you do not plan, but just to live?

..they recently moved in, watched telly, so-so, and... a neighbor, according to the old-fashioned custom, decided to go with the cake, get to know them and all that. Who'd have known?

to drorkesser: it is a delay with "tail decay".

Great one, I really like (and proud about) it. Let us think about new one, Trev.

...and thank you all for listening, brothers.

The amazing thing, Trev, is that it is impossible to discover the forgotten, we can only try, and then, if successful, you will receive a "recollection of memories", also different from one time to another. That in itself is interesting, but sometimes it has nothing to do with reality, as I understand. Note: I write this from the train, from Berlin to Hamburg.