The epochs are changing, the kaleidoscope of events is spinning faster and faster. The horizon of events, as the beginning of the rainbow, is not possible to reach. Which does not mean that there is no way for others.
Grand piano piece for the "Magnolia Suite" album. Inspired by "Tree At My Window", the poem by Robert Frost (1874–1963).
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Tree at my window, window tree,
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between…
Grand piano piece for the "Magnolia Suite" album. Inspired by "Tree At My Window", the poem by Robert Frost (1874–1963).
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Tree at my window, window tree,
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between…
Grand piano piece for the "Magnolia Suite" album. Inspired by "Tree At My Window", the poem by Robert Frost (1874–1963).
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Tree at my window, window tree,
My sash is lowered when night comes on;
But let there never be curtain drawn
Between…
...it's when to take time to pause and reflect before going into action. Time for a Condor moment. Before you get sucked into the whirlpool of ‘possible solutions’.
10.2018
/ Thank You Trevor for an idea, and for the inspiration.
Prometheus:
The idea is a bird that does not tolerate restrictions and rushed skyward.
Igor
Bad Münder am Deister
10.2018
For Svetlana, derjenige, der das Licht bringt.
Last-n-found from the “Long Farewells” recording session. Recorded live, one-by-one, in one of endless winter evening.
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http://adneonlux.bandcamp.com/album/long-farewells
The inner joy that comes from the fact that Sunday morning comes. Ahead are lights, and new challenges, and happiness of knowing the world. I see the glittering event horizon, I'm on the way to.
Für Leon
02.2017
Bad Münder am Deister
Every day is good, and rainy one in particular, because it is what locks us under the roof, to give time / to force to think about why we live, and to understand the value of short solar moments.
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What's the name of the day to us, who are immortal and infinite?
The inner joy that comes from the fact that Sunday morning comes. Ahead are lights, and new challenges, and happiness of knowing the world. I see the glittering event horizon, I'm on the way to.
Für Leon
02.2017
Bad Münder am Deister
Sunday
Why does in rain on a sunday
why is not sunny every sunday
Why does the day not act according to its name
why oh why does it have to rain
I had plans
I do not play the violin and other instruments.
I don't need it - I build the walls, and I do it better than anyone.
I'll build a walls around and don't need to think anymore.
I don't see lights, and the colors I don't need.
I am now a big…
Sitting here in the warm by the fire peering out of the window into the coming night. Seeing the frost sparkle on the decking. I feel a little smug knowing I can stay here in my comfortable chair till morning if I'd like, listening to this wonderful soundscape..... I thank you sir
indeed, i think of snow... i almost hear this as a sound track for a movie, i visualize something in the alps or perhaps the white mountains,, yes quite lovely indeed
Another one from my ambient crackpot series.
This features two instances of my new instrument the Novaphone 340 Imperial. A grand name for a grand instrument (Xylo just didn't do it justice).
The first Novaphone is playing three samples…
A micro-tonal piece made using one instance of the Novaphone 340 ("Imperial") playing 3 piano samples from SoundIron's "Emotional Piano 2.0".
The samples were sequenced using a MIDI keyboard using the Novaphone Micro-8 scale (1/8 semitone per…
I would have added: as a result of sound pierced through and through, and go somewhere further on. I turned it on full blast in the studio and seems distant neighbors nervous. I hope they were worried about the meaning of life, as I do now. Here it is - The Result, Matt.
Sometimes the past in which you felt successful and strong, reminds of fragility of life. It's a sign of that you are in a point of transition and you should make a choice. Or the choice will be made for you. For me.
~for Geoffrey~
That's Jeoffrey, as he is. I like him, honestly. Not sure what you'll find a lot of musicians who compose and sing such a sincere and open the song. That's why.
~The Moon's Renegade Son~
Sadly, an unfinished track I recorded about the time I ran out of money. Back when I was writing four or five tunes a day. Played guitars, mandolin, keyboards, and I'm guessing it's my original keyboard drum and bass parts that I did at home…
12-string requires a greater sense of space, because it is, in fact, work with the orchestra sound (instead of more "focused" 6-string = black&white). And you got it. Now is the time to draw a picture, in color :-)
P.S. My favorite 12-string master - Ralph Towner, ECM, I listen to him often.
Here's proof. Proof that things are a bit mysterious in my studio.
Late last night my Bass Cajon all of a sudden decided to start accompanying me on its own - without me touching it. At first I thought that some apparitional bass player had…
Reg stood by the mirror and peered in at himself, he didn't recognise who he saw, the image that peered back out at him didn't resemble who he thought he was and it shook him to his core.............because he thought, he, the man he recognises…
...and after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you, and Reggy one...
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward! - he cried from the cellar
and the front rank died... (curtains)
(PF/DSOM, relaxed)
~timeless~
Rhythms of modern life, which comes from the environment and force us to follow, are often (let say, always) does not correspond to our inner rhythms. First, we do not have time to stop, think, or simply do nothing. Then when we…
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.
Just a simple humble ditty, one of a handful I've been playing on the piano lately.
I haven't been in the mood to do much recording in the last months — or more specifically, haven't been in the mood to flesh out and arrange tunes. So this…
> WHEN THE SUN SHINES THRU
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> The moon is a hole in a canopy blue
> A hole in the sky where the sun shines thru
> The sun shines thru, The sun shines thru
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> The scientist will tell you that I've got it all wrong…
Comments on igor's stuff
" A matter of truth" which will not be found in a British Parliment during the tumble of Brexidiot
Very nice. I wanted it to keep going and going
absolutely beautiful. Complex yet flows like wine.
This "Your head so much concerned with outer, Mine with inner, weather" is beautiful.
beautiful
<3
I'll light my pipe and sit back and enjoy this condor moment......
the piano player plays and the notes begin to fly
Happy Birthday B as the sun introduces the frost to the grass
very nice
Oh lgor, my dear friend. Thank you, this is very lovely. Bee x
great stuff
Every day is good, and rainy one in particular, because it is what locks us under the roof, to give time / to force to think about why we live, and to understand the value of short solar moments. -- What's the name of the day to us, who are immortal and infinite?
Sunday Why does in rain on a sunday why is not sunny every sunday Why does the day not act according to its name why oh why does it have to rain I had plans
Really enjoying this one (now on my third listen)! Thank you kindly for sharing it with us, Igor. :)
Thank you for posting yet another great one, Igor. Always a pleasure listening to these! ^_^
A time for sadness.... what delight..... silent snow dancing it's song to the coming night...
Sitting here in the warm by the fire peering out of the window into the coming night. Seeing the frost sparkle on the decking. I feel a little smug knowing I can stay here in my comfortable chair till morning if I'd like, listening to this wonderful soundscape..... I thank you sir
indeed, i think of snow... i almost hear this as a sound track for a movie, i visualize something in the alps or perhaps the white mountains,, yes quite lovely indeed
Lovely!
Comments made by igor
Wind, cold wind right here, with echoes of nothingness - that's where the trick, but not "filtering", Matt, even if you... I think so.
I would have added: as a result of sound pierced through and through, and go somewhere further on. I turned it on full blast in the studio and seems distant neighbors nervous. I hope they were worried about the meaning of life, as I do now. Here it is - The Result, Matt.
...same for me, Trevor.
~Midnight Rider, you swam in the dark, in the sky. You can't hear...~
~Mandalay Golden Bells~ The question is not how to catch a goldfish, but what to do if you caught it ... ~road.still.going.on~
After such a long road, who will save me, who will support the faith in me in everything good? ~dissolution 4~
That's Jeoffrey, as he is. I like him, honestly. Not sure what you'll find a lot of musicians who compose and sing such a sincere and open the song. That's why. ~The Moon's Renegade Son~
~Sparlingtronics~
I will be short: timeless, Doug. Wanna lay down with a solo here, ya...
12-string requires a greater sense of space, because it is, in fact, work with the orchestra sound (instead of more "focused" 6-string = black&white). And you got it. Now is the time to draw a picture, in color :-) P.S. My favorite 12-string master - Ralph Towner, ECM, I listen to him often.
...drummer, in the rhythm of his own, decidedly takes height... Easy for me to say. I wasn’t there :-)
...drops, slightly at first, then more; in no particular order, by themselves...
Isn't enough, bro. Sing your opera 'till...
...and after all we're only ordinary men. Me, and you, and Reggy one... God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do. Forward! - he cried from the cellar and the front rank died... (curtains) (PF/DSOM, relaxed)
Well, I would put it more precisely: the novice conductor. Budding, novice conductor Reg. That in itself not bad :-)
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.
Tron slowly comes off, overtakes, closes the sky. ~Heavy decline~
~Introduction to what will be~
~They're all will tell you that I've got it all wrong but I know how it all happens~ P.S. Hey, you're great american, really.
~listening to the quiet water, still water~