Musical piece about the fairy adventures of toys on and around the Christmas tree, and all that.
For us, the boring adults realists, such a story is ridiculous, but not for them - for children who listen to tales with bated breath. For them…
Daytime and night direction of the senses are different, and not only with increased perception, but also with some distortion of reality. Voices of the previous thousands of years?
Daytime and night direction of the senses are different, and not only with increased perception, but also with some distortion of reality. Voices of the previous thousands of years?
This piece is an illustration of one of the episodes of a Russian fairy tale about a little brave Humpbacked Horse.
Instruments used: blues harp (harmonica), classical guitar and some bells-and-whistles. Narrated by Svetlana.
This piece is an illustration of one of the episodes of a Russian fairy tale about a little brave Humpbacked Horse.
Instruments used: blues harp (harmonica), classical guitar and some bells-and-whistles. Narrated by Svetlana.
This piece is an illustration of one of the episodes of a Russian fairy tale about a little brave Humpbacked Horse.
Instruments used: blues harp (harmonica), classical guitar and some bells-and-whistles. Narrated by Svetlana.
Indecision is not always bad, sometimes it even leads to the determination. Or leads to the solution. Or does not lead anywhere (also a kind of solution).
~For Tessa~
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
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
I was lucky enough to have a trip to YAP a part of the Federated States of Micronesia,, once again the music is from my piano solos but here it is attached to a video i made
http://youtu.be/GatB07PVCsw
Inspired by and in collaboration with [My First Dictionary](http://myfirstdictionary.blogspot.com), pretty popsters [ButterflyPolite](http://veryusartists.com/butterflypolite) intone a duet about the nameless people in your neighborhood.
The…
Inspired by and in collaboration with [My First Dictionary](http://myfirstdictionary.blogspot.com), pretty popsters [ButterflyPolite](http://veryusartists.com/butterflypolite) intone a duet about the nameless people in your neighborhood.
The…
"Sad Toys Factory" is a Fantasy - Modern Classical Orchestral Soundtrack composed - arranged by Mimmo D'Ippolito - "M. D'Ippolito's Eternalkeys" (2010)
I'm on ice, I'm afraid to go on.
It seems fragile, but I have to go,
I have to go through it.
I had to.
Tardius evolvere on my theme "From Outside A Wall" (presented here at alonetone, too).
For the idle people (or, better: Pour la…
The usual phrase: "it was the logical conclusion (continuation) of something", but the fact of the matter is that, looking closer, we see: illogical. Or logic simply not exist (and not needed to :-)
Naively conceived, written and published in February 2012 for "Contemporary Chamber Music" (vol.1), an RPM12 album.
The titles of the pieces in album are follow each other in a certain order - see album description.
When Eight ( 8 ) feels weak as a number
And falls from the rest in line.
It waits in state, until it wakes.
Infinity (? ) on its side...
Something we all
Recognise,
But still won't see.
So we count a little higher till we lose our…
~
So we count a little higher till we lose our souls,
Then we step back,
Thus, we don't count but just close our eyes,
And then steps forward, right on the ice.
Then step more....
~
The chorus of this groove is in 5/4 and the verse in 9/4. You can hear me fall apart at the very end… guess I got worried.
Lyrics:
*Try not to get worried*
*I am with you always*
*Try not to get worried*
*And don’t forget*
*Simply…
~for all the elves out of nowhere~
She dances, gracefully moving along a branch of the tree elf. She is dancing on the moon's path, alone...
Galadriel was proud, strong, and selfwilled... From her earliest years she had a marvellous gift of…
Howl 041412
I created this for the film DARK BLOOD.
The film River Phoenix was working on when he died.
Watch the film: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iO2QpASUcIY
(C)2012 Royal T Music
Maybe I missed a career scoring for no budget spaghetti westerns, because this is what this reminds me of. Done live a couple weeks ago with the Taylor and a floor full of toys and loopers.
Comments on igor's stuff
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.
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They don't swim, they fly in the water, like clouds in the sky; flying...
We do not know their names. We will find out what they are beyond tonight's news. Great one, indeed.
We do not know their names. We will find out what they are beyond tonight's news. Great one
Toys come to us, live with us and then they leave; their lives are similar to ours. Toy triumph, toy fall, toy fate...
~Mae'n edrych fel môr o dawelwch, mae'n yn straen, mae'n yn aros~
The usual phrase: "it was the logical conclusion (continuation) of something", but the fact of the matter is that, looking closer, we see: illogical. Or logic simply not exist (and not needed to :-)
Thank you, my true friends! Who would I be without you?
~Screaming for the Blues~ ...yeah!
~ So we count a little higher till we lose our souls, Then we step back, Thus, we don't count but just close our eyes, And then steps forward, right on the ice. Then step more.... ~
I let my heart to trouble me 'cause of this groove My heart is in worry 'cause I'm from this world So~ ^_^
Stars - what's this? Whether it was Reflected In the cup Until the tea Was over? ~
I don't hurry I have no place to hurry I have no need to hurry I simply here To exist ~
The artificial city, You cold as ice, as always. Why do you call me, Why again? ~
For all the elves out of nowhere.
He howled in the night That someone was listening, He howled whole night That someone was. He howled all night And the moon Came out~
I just got a new Vespa, riding on it since yesterday, jo! This Drive fits O.K. :-)
~We are all the branches of a tree that grows to become Tree of Life~
...seems theme for the [moto]riding, for the rush hour, or... hmm.
Piece, full of fading lights. Is an ambient blues.
Thank you all for listening, this is one of my favorite piece in recent times.