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
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?
i want to start to feel real
This old heart mine has had nothing but bad times
Every time i think i got it made
By christ it all goes wrong again
yeah Everything goes wrong and i’m left singing this sad song
i want to feel some love
running…
We are the phantom limb of some once grand collective;
so full of holes, run through from a distance.
Uniform and prism minded; vagrant eyed.
From this cloud we stretch out, though we are vacant.
Out here, on some misspent horizon,
there…
Just a little improvisation. Though i fingered the chords and melody, it's fair to say most the heavy lifting's being done by a KARMA algorithm developed by Stephen Kay of Korg.
The latter piano half is simply a re-arrangment of that same…
Another live in the cellar....with a little borrowing from Zep...Stairway a song about a beautiful lady who gets old...
Stairway
I've been told the long legged women ain't got no soul
but that ain't gonna stop her finding her goal
She's…
...same for orbiting shuttle as in falling elevator; always accelerating towards earth to as if falling!!! Therefore, you fall at the same rate as shuttle, objects float relative to shuttle, can’t tell which way is up.
Igor
Bad Münder Diaries
Gary the drummer bought a new song along we are working on in our band "BIG BAD DOG" with Jon on Guitar and myself on vocals....the recording is a bit shit but hey were trying.......Watch out the band BIG BAD DOG will be performing near you soon…
I believe after years experts will talk about this like: "You know, it reminds me of, uh ... Trevor... Yes, it was Trevor!"
And they, who knows will smile with meaningful glances at each other - "Yes", they will say, "WE KNEW".
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I like it.
This demo recording turned out particularly well, especially when compared to how most of my MYTHOPOETICA recordings sound. The lead guitar employs an Eastern Folk scale and style of picking, greased with GEM-style Blues butter.
SUPER YOU…
Another Psychedelic Folk song from the Lore of Spring collection of my four MYTHOPOETICA demos. One of my earlier recordings, there are sound quality issues. Drums are via the Yamaha E313 KB.
(A Moment) IN THE AURA
Goddess Earth, I’ve come…
Igor sent me over this wonderful piano piece and asked if i would like to collaborate on it and i jumped at the chance.............Thank you Igor
Nigel & Mary's Waltz
Nigel said to Mary come Marry me
lets make a show we can both just be…
Terrible recording due to my old studio set up dying, but a nice keepsake of just how bad things became before the rebuild.
Lyrics by Brent Kinder.
With piano by Igor Alexeev.
You live on street. Act quickly, without any sense, as the wind that blows where he pleases. Chaos? primitive element? ...stirring the cauldron full of cultures and no-cultures…and the real life begins.
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/For Trevor, from far abroad
Smoke of the past
The shadow of experiences
What was not
But could have been
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For Kevin Scot Sparks, Painter-Prof., All-Age Mentor & Trumpeter-Producer
Reg has succumb ...this being straight lark just isn't for him ....it's full of disappointment...at least he knows what to expect when he's high.....
Pour the whiskey from the bottle
fill the glass drain it dry
say goodbye to all that sorrow…
first for rpm 2014
This summer my wife and i traveled to Europe! our first time across the pond..what a wonderful time of adventure we had from Paris to Roma. each morning i would rise before dawn to watch as the early morning sun painted the…
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!
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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?
Die to wake up to be a fool! ...that's what I am loving.
In the distance, the heavy step of the stone guest is heard. Everyone froze and wait...
Short lines, converge and diverge somewhere out, to get back, to run again and again, around and around ~
In move up all the time, No turn around with, We live, we move. --- ...oder? (deutsch:)
He, in turn, just singing all his life before. And found that the life he had was not yet full... Time for the stairway to.
Thank you guys.
I believe after years experts will talk about this like: "You know, it reminds me of, uh ... Trevor... Yes, it was Trevor!" And they, who knows will smile with meaningful glances at each other - "Yes", they will say, "WE KNEW". -- I like it.
Just in case or not, I create the excitement of air that acts On me, on them.
Superb
Thank you, Gary. This is a Saturday Special.
The second day with Gene's music. The flight is OK, all the systems are working in normal mode, psychedelic.
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That music What appear for a moment, then disparaître As those delightful waltzes What echoed out From nowhere --- Thank You, Trev
Perfect case of hitting the target! --- ~like a rainbow~
… and ride under the endless sky full of peppermint.
...go array - That's it!
Smoke of the past The shadow of experiences What was not But could have been ~ Yeah...
Let's step higher, Were larks are. Let's up To the sky, Where the light is, Where blues is. ~Saga continues while we're here~
Oh, it's a good route! Looking forward to listen Geneva, Florence, yeah... You a lucky couple, that's it.