Nice, my friend!

I'm a grateful listener! Thank you!

Thank you Kirk. Merry Christmas!

Such beauty!

Sensing a new movie title..

Wow! Very nice! A hint of mystery

very cool,, what's the name of the folk tale? id like to look it up,,, well done

exquisite.

Wonderful.

Nice experimental spaces here!

Some beautifully felt sounds there, Igor! Thanks.

This is some powerful stuff, Igor. Moving, and played with lots of passion. The passion is what communicates the most.

Oh yes, well played. Such a beautiful, varied and emotive piece. Happy Christmas Igor.

wonderful soul,,,,,a lovely piece with many beautiful moments,,,,,,id love to hear this live,, perhaps in a windowed room looking out over the frozen countryside of your homeland

Nice Igor very nice. You play a great piano mate. This is very beautiful.

Thank you friends.

Beautiful!

Good one.

interesting,,, the music seems to move in and out,,, i have a sense of......of time flowing by,,,my not understanding it all,, just being there,, and yes people do seem to disappear,, as does much of what once was,, fine piece

Beautiful Igor liked this very much mate.

~ Somewhere in the wind The flames have cooled ~

Here it is, the blues; (:-blowing:-)

Just to say: you're cool man, James!

~nonexistent wave of non-existent knowledge moves me, in~

...dark matter, is it?

-=m.e.g.a..s.o.u.n.d.t.r.a.c.k=-

It starts in Floydian, then the wave, and then ... The next thing a.k.a. "A tail-end" required, as the second part.

In the end, does this mean that when we are listening to and commenting on the tracks, thereby affect them, to the authors, and even to ourselves? That's what I tried to say here, probably :-)

Why Schrodinger and his cat is here? Generally it is a thought experiment in quantum physics, the cat is taken here as an example (Erwin Schrodinger was fond of cats). The point here is that: the observer (not a person but rather the instrument) affects the experiment, even if he/she "just" watching it. Well, where does the music, you ask. I will answer this way: a person has more than one language for two-way communication and understanding of the outside world: dance, taste, smell, music, mathematics, poetry / speech. And using them, the person goes to, and affects the outside world, even if he thinks that it is not. No one can be impartial observer. That's the question: what about our inner world? And in general there is it? As for this song: it will be updated soon, with chorale and radio transmissions, in two parts, as excerpts from the local long lenght album.

~ Because its true I don't love you Its true I can, I'm able to say goodbye Already You're gone I'm free, I'm free To sing ~

~ dewdrops sparkle in the mist as the rare music that bring me the joy every morning every day ~

~funky true story~

~follow the Canal Park skyline~

...moments of weakness, as you know, always precede the moment of force. And vice versa, though. ~from above~

water is rising and it is wide

~Music To Watch The Birds Go By~

Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer ...they also sang: ~ Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no! I said dreamer, you're nothing but a dreamer Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no! OH NO! ~

What a pity that I am not Irish!

~heaven in a living room~

As an unperfect actor on the [cellar] stage, he tried to... but... Was booed by an ungrateful public.