Smoke of the past
The shadow of experiences
What was not
But could have been
~
For Kevin Scot Sparks, Painter-Prof., All-Age Mentor & Trumpeter-Producer
I have visions of Cyd Charisse in her hey day, slinkily dancing her way around the tables in the smokey nightclub.
Obviously, attracting the bass player.
~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…
very nice ride... tell me if i want to learn about mixing, have you any tips?,, books, videos etc? this is a very nice work, i would like to be able to learn and do such sorts of pieces,, at least in terms of orchestral mixing
~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…
Smoke of the past
The shadow of experiences
What was not
But could have been
~
For Kevin Scot Sparks, Painter-Prof., All-Age Mentor & Trumpeter-Producer
Smoke of the past
The shadow of experiences
What was not
But could have been
~
For Kevin Scot Sparks, Painter-Prof., All-Age Mentor & Trumpeter-Producer
Smoke of the past
The shadow of experiences
What was not
But could have been
~
For Kevin Scot Sparks, Painter-Prof., All-Age Mentor & Trumpeter-Producer
~...and it happens this way: You remember what it once was, well... the feelings and all that~
P.S. Birds recorded in Anadyr that is on the edge of the earth, the white night.
~...and it happens this way: You remember what it once was, well... the feelings and all that~
P.S. Birds recorded in Anadyr that is on the edge of the earth, the white night.
~...and it happens this way: You remember what it once was, well... the feelings and all that~
P.S. Birds recorded in Anadyr that is on the edge of the earth, the white night.
~...and it happens this way: You remember what it once was, well... the feelings and all that~
P.S. Birds recorded in Anadyr that is on the edge of the earth, the white night.
~...and it happens this way: You remember what it once was, well... the feelings and all that~
P.S. Birds recorded in Anadyr that is on the edge of the earth, the white night.
At least once each of us has seen the so-called prophetic dream, bright or in matt. Come true, though?
~There is a theory which states that if ever anyone discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear…
Lions and Tigers and Bears. Are dancing, right within the Void (by way of Martin Silenus, The Poet)
~For Svetlana, my only love~
Note: The music presented here is composed and handcrafted without use of additional devices/midi, mostly on…
Lions and Tigers and Bears. Are dancing, right within the Void (by way of Martin Silenus, The Poet)
~For Svetlana, my only love~
Note: The music presented here is composed and handcrafted without use of additional devices/midi, mostly on…
Lions and Tigers and Bears. Are dancing, right within the Void (by way of Martin Silenus, The Poet)
~For Svetlana, my only love~
Note: The music presented here is composed and handcrafted without use of additional devices/midi, mostly on…
Lions and Tigers and Bears. Are dancing, right within the Void (by way of Martin Silenus, The Poet)
~For Svetlana, my only love~
Note: The music presented here is composed and handcrafted without use of additional devices/midi, mostly on…
A friend told me a story of a rich man who bought all the products from a failing hardware store and kept it in his tool shed in the backyard. When my friend was instructed to grab a tool from the tool shed he was taken back by the amount of unopened…
FALSE FLAG
If you fall I will pick you up
If you're thirsty i will give you a drink
If you're hungry I will feed you
If you're lonely I will hold you
If you're slow I will slow down
If you're fast I will hurry
But I won't salute your…
Poor old Reg is having yet another mid-life crisis he's trying to work through...ever been there..........
LOST (Lyrics)
i hear the faint whisper of my youth as it’s calls as it disappears
It’s disappeared from me so quick
the shock has shook…
Well Reg had an hour or so to himself today so he decided to let it go.......hope you have your Dancing slippers on you may want to shuffle to this one..........thats if the beat gets you.........it got me......
LETTING IT GO (Lyrics)
I’ve been…
She hangs a little garden
so everyone can fit in her yard
when it's time to take tea
fills it up when they're walking about
they really knew how to twist and shout
and they're always going back that way again
rents a flat with his sister…
but the girls is around
...
Now you're back in town and you claim that you followed the seam fingertips tight on the dream and slapped with some mission of peace but the girls is around with that hip modern remakin' sound yeah you stole it…
(Snakeskin Sally)
Open E tuning - EBEGBE
She wears a snake skin belt that says SALLY
and she's working at the lumber yard
I know you're thinking, "With a job like that
the lady must be hard."
She cuts my glass. Threads my pipe.
She really…
I dwell in Possibility--
A fairer House than Prose--
More numerous of Windows--
Superior--for Doors--
Of Chambers as the Cedars--
Impregnable of Eye--
And for an Everlasting Roof
The Gambrels of the Sky--
Of Visitors--the fairest--
For Occupation--This--
The spreading wide my narrow Hands
To gather Paradise--
Emily Dickinson, "I dwell in possibility" (#657)
Thanks Regs for making my crappy music in to great songs.
Enjoy!!!
Sunday morning and she’s gone
Sunday morning all day long
She’s gone
Now she’s gone I don’t feel a thing
I’m so happy i’m free again
She’s gone
She thought…
HOEDOWN
Hey now. Hoe now. Hey now. Hoe now.
Chop that cotton. row now. Oh. Oh.
...two, three, four. Hoe now. Hey now.
What you got to say, now? Tell me what you
said. What’s in your pretty head now.
Swing your partner. Oh. Allemande right…
Peggy taught me an Eagles song toward the end off our life together. I think it was NEW BOY IN TOWN. (I had no idea what she was telling me.) I took the chord progression from that song and wrote this. Peggy said that was cheating.
WATERMELON…
Comments on igor's stuff
very nice
well done.
...inspired by ?? hmm? Bobby mcFerrin maybe?? best to you, man!!
I have visions of Cyd Charisse in her hey day, slinkily dancing her way around the tables in the smokey nightclub. Obviously, attracting the bass player.
very nice ride... tell me if i want to learn about mixing, have you any tips?,, books, videos etc? this is a very nice work, i would like to be able to learn and do such sorts of pieces,, at least in terms of orchestral mixing
Beautiful!
Yeah, I like this man...
Excellent
Classy stuff there! All I need to go with this is a big glass of bourbon and a smoke filled room!
..the look- the letters - - - of love. Yeah, man. Thanks for listening!
very nice,, nice echoie mix
Lovely Igor, really pretty.
Gorgeous!
Good one.Wild mix.
Precise...stirring...oh yes.
Very moving...spell-binding.
I'm razzle dazzled. A fascinating piece of work Igor.
The Circus is back in town - all good things always comes back, right?
That is one of the most beautiful of things to say and one of the most, if not the most, beautiful pieces of music I have heard from you Igor.
Nice perky little shuffle.
Comments made by igor
~free flow~
~opening the day~
Dreamily. Singing, being intimate, should not destroy magic here. The main thing - do not overdo with it ;-)
Thank you, my friend, you're The Man. I have written some responses to your comments in the same place where my pieces are.
I hear the whisper of my youth, as it appears. Great voice, man.
My dancing slippers dancing alone, oh! but i don't smile in anyway.
She puts her little garden, Stares down How plants grow, And she never, you hear? Never looked up, There where the trees, Pat the edge of the sky.
Reminds me of Starsailor
...and Sally agreed! ;-)
I dwell in Possibility-- A fairer House than Prose-- More numerous of Windows-- Superior--for Doors-- Of Chambers as the Cedars-- Impregnable of Eye-- And for an Everlasting Roof The Gambrels of the Sky-- Of Visitors--the fairest-- For Occupation--This-- The spreading wide my narrow Hands To gather Paradise-- Emily Dickinson, "I dwell in possibility" (#657)
Well, Trevor, because he is famous for his voice! ~Rampant~
!
I'm still here, I listen all day long. All the songs here. I'm starting to feel like JMT, in fact. Hmm ...
~holy, he leaves the dome, not knowing what will happen~
!
...and these sad snowflakes, they fall slowly and painfully. They are burdened with the knowledge that they will soon melt away***
These flakes are light and funny, they whirl and sparkle***
~snowflakes~
Looks like we got ourselves into a ~situation~ ^_-
~Synthpop, Synthpop~