well played,, nice to hear your musical thoughts,,

very interesting,, i like it,, kind reminds me of something from long long ago, a different time

Wow! Am really digging this Vangelis-on-Yamaha-CS80 kind of sound! I love it when your music has that carnival-like atmosphere, Igor. You do that really well. :)

WoW! Like playing chainsaws. Transforms into a dream. Music from Transylvania.

Wow.... Melancholy wonderful and then skippingly hopeful. Love this.

Reminds me of music that lightening bugs would dance to. Cool vibes

Thank you for another great listening experience, Igor. :) I like that mature sense of "resolute longing" that i hear in some of your tracks. (Not that i don't like the others as well! ;-)

Sitting alone the bottle empty .... The glass not even half empty ... He hit record on the player and listen to the loneliness and suddenly felt cold

Like it cool

This one is really something! Thank you for sharing it, Igor. :)

Really enjoying the circus-like atmosphere! ^_^

Calling out for his dog"Monty! Monty! Monty??" realising he's not coming back. A cold shiver of loneliness runs through his body, he stands in the light of the dawn on the edge of the wood feeling shaken. Now everything he loved has gone. He put his hand into his pocket takes out his pipe, lights it and considers the Condor moment .........

Perfect... Lovely... Full of emotions. Thank you

Wow!!! I love this!!! Amazing

Really dig this Igor excellent track

Title had me intrigued, and then i was hooked right from the first few glassy, dulcet tones. The ending was interesting, too! :)

Mesmerizing piece Igor, and performed beatifully!

Very nice! Thank you for sharing it with us, igor. Really enjoying it! ^_^

Wonderful

Superb!! ....

This is a Brain Damage. According to the title and genre of the songs here can not be mistakes as well as "notes out of tune". Important is your enjoyment in the game, and if it was, it is our pleasure while listening. C'mon!

~magnetique stripe; a quietus as final cut~

The revolutionary spirit of Texas. Miraculously survived.

what a clarinet! ~Vandoren~

~light and shadow of that will never come back~

~otra tarde, una más de las ásperas soleadas tardes en continuo~

By the way: what is this mysterious square iPods with a scroll wheel on each of its sides that you use instead of portrait? I do not remember this model from Apple ... P.S. Let me suggest that it is ... hmm ... Schrödinger's paradox box, for example :-) ...and yes - Floyd is Floyd, absolutely agree.

...waiting for a a peaceful beast. ~ La bestia en la puerta~

Here's how I would like to play. Thank you Roberto.

I remember Slade. Ambrose Slade. You?

~Puzzles, misterious, riddles~ Ghosts do not speak - they communicate with gestures, in silence. We consider them mysterious. I wonder what they think we are? What if they, as well as some of us thinks about them, to believe that we don't exist? And also what if... Oh, I think got carried away :-) Good piece, really. P.S. I did like this - I run it on the cyclic play (I recommend to try). Drift...

~fluke-chains, adrift out of nowhere to nowhere~

Enjoyed how it's happily ends on 'A maj' :-) And how it was, from beginning to the end. ~Song of hope~

Weep for those who were not, for those who left us and those who are just arriving. ~This time Superfrog will not save~

To Beth: ...all those steps: this is not a plain steps. It's - movement and breath of the people around me, it's lively atmosphere, and, I think, a sense of belonging. We are all - one. At that moment, at least.

~passages and chants of the innocent forest people~

Where are these people? Were they really or it is simple stories of that type that infinitely tell and is lazy discuss in pubs in the evenings? The answer will come, not soon. Or never. ~was a Kansas City based Celtic~

.. and then the Scottish man said: "Why can't you fly now, bro?" And he answered him: "Because I am grown up. When people grow up they forget the way." Barry, promply: "Why do they forget the way?" Reg, after a minute: "Because they are no longer happy and innocent and heartless..." And then they left together, towards the night. P.S. A bit of a ding-dong was from the toaster, that's what.

~Didn't lose the one who realizes a loss~

...and they said: "Never trust a man named Abdul Aziz, a friend. Especially if he is al-Hakim". But he didn't listen.