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!! ....

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 ... ~