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…
Well Reg got to thinking about his Hippie past and that its nearly time to go mushroom picking again before that first frost............i had nothing to do with it by the way....i'm innocent your honor ......Honest "Guv"....
Picking the Shroom…
I don't get up early,
It's almost as dusk
I collect fireflies,
As shooting stars,
I put them to the bag
To spill them to the black sky
When gets dark
When gets dark
Reg and Regfunkel reunion tour 2012...live in the Bunker...
Yesterday's Dreamer
Yesterday's dreamer sat on the sidewalk
Trying to find a way through his clouded mind
There was no rhyme or reason
To why he was feeling so down inside…
First voice, out of the corner: "... a man comes in his best when he is free and alone, as here."
Crowd: "Come on, man!"
Second voice, close to scene: "I don't know what he's doing, or where, but he's certainly not a fool."
~a cappella~
Summer Sun
Sitting in the summer sun
The heat warms the soul
Sitting reminiscing
Got no particular place go
life is all around me
The motion of the birds and bees
Is like heaven to me
Heaven to me
I lay out in an open field
Making…
...it's like a breeze, warm enough, from the past, which warms. It's like those clouds that looked like elephants, or rabbits, or...
Summertime, as it will be for someone, as it was for someone. And how it passed.
This is an ode for a good friend of mine that had took his own life at the end of last year. I was in the midst of writing some other songs and it stopped me in my tracks. I just wrote basically how I felt about this tragic ending to a very special…
To listen when timelessness.
~The road to the heights of knowledge is never easy, but it exists~
Also:
"He was asleep when the boy looked in the door in the morning. It was blowing so hard that the drifting-boats would not be going out…
Reg and Regfunkel reunion tour 2012...live in the Bunker...
Yesterday's Dreamer
Yesterday's dreamer sat on the sidewalk
Trying to find a way through his clouded mind
There was no rhyme or reason
To why he was feeling so down inside…
Yesterday's dreamer sat on the sidewalk,
Looked at the road traveled,
Tried to see it make sense,
And couldn't.
Or, maybe the meaning of the way is in the way itself, so dusty and lonely ..?
One of my favourites from the 60's. Stones recorded this one twice: with strings and with vibes. I've done it with cajon and a little grit.
Thanks for listening.
Sandy
Noodling with the "art guitar" in DADGAD tuning in the Serra sculpture Vortex at the FW MOMA. No fx added, all natural reverb/delay inside the structure.
Noodling with the "art guitar" in DADGAD tuning in the Serra sculpture Vortex at the FW MOMA. No fx added, all natural reverb/delay inside the structure.
Fort Worth/Vortex: the right place to strum, which goes into effect, which, in turn, moves the world around. I think so now, when listening to these VSs. Thank you Kavin, who is from planet Texas.
the first iteration of AFC was supposed to be this group, my old band American Catastrophe and singer Janette Salsbury singing. We had a couple practices, but never played live or recorded anything. The songs we played wound up on the first…
Instrumental Acoustic Guitar.
Written in 2010 for the wedding of a very good friend of mine, Jason. It was the processional, playing while the wedding crew walked down the aisle. Played it with montgomeru (who also wrote the recessional…
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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I don't get up early, It's almost as dusk I collect fireflies, As shooting stars, I put them to the bag To spill them to the black sky When gets dark When gets dark
Reg and Regfunkel, Viva Reunion! But hey, who's Regfunkel..? :-)
First voice, out of the corner: "... a man comes in his best when he is free and alone, as here." Crowd: "Come on, man!" Second voice, close to scene: "I don't know what he's doing, or where, but he's certainly not a fool." ~a cappella~
...it's like a breeze, warm enough, from the past, which warms. It's like those clouds that looked like elephants, or rabbits, or... Summertime, as it will be for someone, as it was for someone. And how it passed.
~Friends 'll Be Friends~
...incl. the early 20th century Russian anarchist anthem "The Roast Chicken". Yes!
Yes, this is my piece and yes, I've played it. Glad that you liked, honestly.
~ Let your children play If ya give this man a ride Sweet memory will die Killer on the road, yeah Jazz is on the road ~
...here comes The Jazz, live.
Good steps of Giants. Well indeed.
...ginger cat walks gingerly on wet grass. Then, in the seventies...
Here it is, the spirit of freedom as it is; as it's clear from the misty Russian latitudes. Yes!
Yesterday's dreamer sat on the sidewalk, Looked at the road traveled, Tried to see it make sense, And couldn't. Or, maybe the meaning of the way is in the way itself, so dusty and lonely ..?
Stones recorded this one twice, Gritt ones, also great-n-drunk. I'm out of, too...
Here is the correct way to play the guitar as an orchestra. The development of the strings resonates to the shiny constellations
~Reg The Man~
Fort Worth/Vortex: the right place to strum, which goes into effect, which, in turn, moves the world around. I think so now, when listening to these VSs. Thank you Kavin, who is from planet Texas.
He found his funk, He was locked up in, But hey, Is the way out, eh? ;-)
"A" is for Apathy, clear. "J" becomes for Janette since then.
~ So now, After the years, I took the guitar to, as of old, Play nice and simple. The procession ... ~