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!! ....

On the way down to a very personal Hell of Fire, with Mr. R.Belford.

~Dreams of you all through his head~ it's an open door...

~sadness and corn beverage~no blues~

Dementia as happiness at the end of ends ~Queen Square~

To land off? With weights on his feet? Possible. Just tell her about it directly. She refuse. Because if she didn't feel you before - she don't feel you now. And then...

There are Two Regas: one is horrible, loud and all that. And there is another... here he is - a quiet romantic, huh?

I saw a wall in that cellar, once. And there was the inscription: "Satchmo was here".

Old Anglaise. If really were anything to go by :-)

~to cheer him up to roll-roll-roll. Down~

~Reg can thought~

~tapes don't burn~

O you, my Desirea, you artful! Come back, o Des, and I forgive you, and I love you despite of everything! ~the story is rolling down~

For those who are not in a hurry or who have no hurry, at all. For a peaceful and relaxing listening.

I tighten the belt, hear to the end and no fell. On the contrary, I liked it. Loud is necessary, though.

Child's letter to the editor of the newspaper "Reg Herald": Dear Reg, I'm sorry you're so worried about what happened to you. I've been thinking how to help you - and I find no answer, yet. Parents say that it is necessary to cope on their own and... Yes: never give up. Let me advise you the same thing, my dear Reg. Sincerely yours, Regina Scott P.S. It isn't helped to me, but maybe it can help to you.

...where are the friends? where is that time that seemed so light and simple? ~was a dream once. Now is a faint memory~

Yeah, she definitely wanted somebody with two less... Let her.

Reminds me of Roy Smeck - my favorite ukulele performer. How I love this tiny guitars! Thanks.

~I do not like rock'n'roll music... It's too loud... I like soft music, pop music... Ah! Polka, for instance, or something like this one tune~ ^_^

[ Let's all be there in the end. We will ]