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…
The circus is leaving, for good. Adults are happy (oh, at last they were gone!). Children are unhappy (there was a lion and clown, acrobats and candy and ... all that!). Ahh...
~You'll not believe, but: nothing lasts forever. Lollipop even~
"High Life" is a musical genre that originated in Ghana in the 1900s and spread to Sierra Leone, Nigeria and other West African countries by 1920. My friends from that part of the world consider this be the "go-to" rhythm for just about anything…
HYSTERIA
poem by: T.S. Eliot (1888-1965)
As she laughed I was aware of becoming involved
in her laughter and being part of it, until her
teeth were only accidental stars with a talent
for squad-drill. I was drawn in by short gasps…
Sketch of the ripple of unseen muscles. Tea for two who wish to take their tea in the garden. Concentrating of attention with careful
subtlety to this end. I like that.
Kinda rough. I'm uploading this mainly to share a guitar technique I've been working on. I'm wearing a slide on my picking hand and using it to alter pitches in single line phrases. There's a lot more can be done with this technique that I've…
Blues Guitar for Christmas as a metaphor for saying farewell to the outgoing something (sound cool, eh?). P.S. Nothing to do with my favorite Michael Brook album with the same title - Cobalt Blue.
~bronze bushing~
I see the entry to the exit, to a special place. But why through a window? :-) Ah! This is such an idea, clear. Seriously: to become a complete art piece it should be longer, and should go down into the coda at the end, as I see it. Working on it?
this was an attempt at making a tune where the vocal melody was nonredundant with the chords (or never found in any of the notes of any of the chords).
Almost succeeded - but it was fun trying.
'...whys and wonders -AND wordless prayer for Heather J., Jim L., David Garcia, Jerry W., Dr. Choi, M. Sparks, John Fitch II, and dear Zea, among many others.
after the ocean of possibilities,there is a plateau covered in rain and storms,where curious angels sing,after which,there is a lake,surrounded by weeping willows and eucalyptus trees,across this lake,coracles pass,carrying the sacred flame to…
A second outing for my new Reaktor ensemble codenamed "BD". This time I used only once instance of the ensemble but noodled around through a series of samples allowing the guided-randomators to vary the speed, grain density, and grain length…
New stuff has been slow in coming for me lately, but I found this lurking on my hard drive from a while back. Frankly don't remember how I did it except that it was all live to 2 tracks and at one point one of my synth patches glitched out on…
This is the first outing of a new granular re-synthesis based Reaktor ensemble I am working on codenamed "BD".
The track is generated by 4 instances of the ensemble (playing different samples), panned by CamelSpace, with lashings of Valhalla…
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.
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But it'll come back - we know it ;-)
~the memories of last year's wind that was blowing just yesterday~ engraved in metal~
Yes you, seemingly, the master of a rhythm! I like this.
...it might be nothing at all but nice. i like it. someone does something, other occasionally listens to it. just great...
~good piano tune with blue temperament in mind~
Ya, all acoustic-n-natural. Logic mastering aftereffects, though.
~piano étude, upright~
Thank you Kirk. Merry Christmas!
Sketch of the ripple of unseen muscles. Tea for two who wish to take their tea in the garden. Concentrating of attention with careful subtlety to this end. I like that.
~it was a long, long road~
Blues Guitar for Christmas as a metaphor for saying farewell to the outgoing something (sound cool, eh?). P.S. Nothing to do with my favorite Michael Brook album with the same title - Cobalt Blue. ~bronze bushing~
I see the entry to the exit, to a special place. But why through a window? :-) Ah! This is such an idea, clear. Seriously: to become a complete art piece it should be longer, and should go down into the coda at the end, as I see it. Working on it?
~a little bossa in the evening~
As soon as the end of the digital models - then and now begins the real hypnotic accompaniment. I guess so, Kevin.
~and we~ ~no longer waiting~ ~but being~ ~on top~ ~of the soul, of the mountain~
"I hope you enjoy this one": ...you ask! Of course! And who doesn't? :-)
From a "Rustles" cycles, mysterious Matt.
~is a really Rock Steady~
~strum on looping dreams~
Not bad for or to fill in the chase scene, for example. To be continued...? Think I will ask you for a samples.