~Decrepit shadow of a piano in the shadows of former visitors~
I've played in such a cafe, a long time ago, for a meal/drink, thru the night. Surreal it was; second life. Yeah ...
~Decrepit shadow of a piano in the shadows of former visitors~
I've played in such a cafe, a long time ago, for a meal/drink, thru the night. Surreal it was; second life. Yeah ...
~Decrepit shadow of a piano in the shadows of former visitors~
I've played in such a cafe, a long time ago, for a meal/drink, thru the night. Surreal it was; second life. Yeah ...
~Spinning the Squirrel Wheel~
Spinning-spinning our globe, and we're in spin with it, servants of spin. What if we actually just ... snowflakes? We are spinning all our lives, sometimes together but often apart. Is it sad? And, if so, then…
~Spinning the Squirrel Wheel~
Spinning-spinning our globe, and we're in spin with it, servants of spin. What if we actually just ... snowflakes? We are spinning all our lives, sometimes together but often apart. Is it sad? And, if so, then…
.... like a thousand souls escaping....... now were in the mystery....somethings wicked this way comes.....it's ok its passed us.....carry on playing.......astounding
~Through the night, and darkness, we rush forward to the tops of the universe. What for we're?~
The original version of this song was composed, written and mixed on board of the night train to Berlin, in 2004. Here is an updated version number…
~For whom who far away~
Also:
"The Red Cow tried to stop dancing but it was no good. "' I can't. It is the seventh day of dancing. And I can't eat. I can't sleep.'
"Hm - very strange." said the King. What does it feel like?"
"Funny…
A song about a walk i took on a recent holiday....
At One (Lyrics)
I feel the thermal stir the air
I watch Life evolve before me everywhere
I see life's palette live and fluoresce
I feel, I feel at one
I feel at one with the sun
There's that…
Track 3 from The Bunker 2013
Summer Breeze
The summer breeze
Brings it all back to me
starlight skies
Pull me to my knees to cry
But the Blue sky and the sun gives me hope
love will come to me again
The greys skies
Take my hope…
~For whom who far away~
Also:
"The Red Cow tried to stop dancing but it was no good. "' I can't. It is the seventh day of dancing. And I can't eat. I can't sleep.'
"Hm - very strange." said the King. What does it feel like?"
"Funny…
~For whom who far away~
Also:
"The Red Cow tried to stop dancing but it was no good. "' I can't. It is the seventh day of dancing. And I can't eat. I can't sleep.'
"Hm - very strange." said the King. What does it feel like?"
"Funny…
...as stars were twinkling, as were scattered around, ... just to reappear, to be collected again, later, in the new story ......
Hallo an euch, wohlwollende Besucher!
Track 3 from The Bunker 2013
Summer Breeze
The summer breeze
Brings it all back to me
starlight skies
Pull me to my knees to cry
But the Blue sky and the sun gives me hope
love will come to me again
The greys skies
Take my hope…
a small quiet piece for a Sunday evening,, all four string sections are present here,, violin, viola,cello and contrabass,,it's kind of fun to try to mix, and pass the various themes around,,
dedicated to our "cold hearted orb that rules the night",, bassoon and french horn exchange glances with one another, cross a web of strings with a little timpani,in for the flavor,,, i have been trying to figure a bassoon into my work, so here…
[recorded in glorious 4-trak at lotek studios in the '90s]
straining to maintain
straining to maintain a sense of dense intensity
vainly feigning pain of a spurious immensity
a furious refrain of precarious opacity
nefarious pretence…
Got it, made louder. From here, I slowly going mad, following your creativity. Or is it a cure? Or is the other side? But: the side of what?
~decided to go with the stream meandering thoughts ...
" "Jabberwocky"
'Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub…
Heres one i have done with Chunk's excellent backer..
Down this Road (Lyrics)
She said, she was sweet
she lied she were no where complete
she said that she wanted my babies
that should have told me that she was a little crazy
one night, thats…
Comments on igor's stuff
Screenplay worthy! w;-)
If the make believe cafe was in Berlin i may have heard you. I used to frequent the place quite often. Nice coffee if i recall.........
my kinda cafe.
Wow...this is how I feel right now.
Can I use the "about" as lyrics for a song this rpm????????????????? Love this quirky delight!
Witty little piece.
Atmospherique!!!
Oui, toujours l'amour! Certainment!
Breath taking... w;-)
.... like a thousand souls escaping....... now were in the mystery....somethings wicked this way comes.....it's ok its passed us.....carry on playing.......astounding
Oooh, this is some pretty! Pretty and then some!
Lovely.
Beautiful.
Beautiful! That feeling of longing for something as yet undefined
For all those who have parted forever, and those who have parted for a while.
wonderful,,music after my own heart,,,,
it does capture the coldness of it all definitely. nice synthwork
thanks for checking out JD, that's a real oldie! But a personal fave I still play live everytime.
nice one!
Wow! Great track!
Comments made by igor
De cœur à cœur, il vient Un flot de sons Qui inquiète donc? :) Donc invitent ... Pour Trevor, le seul et unique - Happy Birthday, The Man!
~Is dedicated to all easy riders~
To James Michael Taylor, who suggests that the universe is a big merry-go-round: Yeah, man, what if it is? And we're at _______.
Here, it appears as wine ripens! :)
All aflame for the Buzzaz: A torch relay of Metaphobias. Got it.
...summer as it is, as it should be, ...a summer afternoon ...
Live recording. Renamed according to the comments of kavin. Subject to update at the conclusion of the work on the show, later on, then ...
...as stars were twinkling, as were scattered around, ... just to reappear, to be collected again, later, in the new story ...... Hallo an euch, wohlwollende Besucher!
It seems, this canvas would have a coat of solos, better distinctive, but not as sharp ... ~Do I Dream of Electric Sheep?~
The music here is as enthusiastic lament, arrives from far away, and go back there, to come again and again. Raptured.
In the end, everything will be obliterated or will fade away like these guitar shadows, so: does it really matter when ...
That's what's I'm loving!
Superb
Taceant ad preces motum heri an ..?
~... Así, como el eco pasado~
Got it, made louder. From here, I slowly going mad, following your creativity. Or is it a cure? Or is the other side? But: the side of what? ~decided to go with the stream meandering thoughts ...
~Who's been repeating all that hard stuff to you?~
Remastered/updated.
~ i know all i gotta do is get on my bike and ride, ride, ride! up to this road where i never 'll be ~
...all you people that tryin to sleep He is out to make it with your midnight dream, yeah ...