--- However... We'll be forever, won't we?
-- Yes, we will! We will again greet the dawn, sit on the porch and drink tea and have fun talking about everything and nothing.
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March 29, 2016
Bad Münder am Deister
Like a stone foundation resting on granite rock we'll be together as long as we possibly can said the owl to the pussycat with a twinkle in his eye as he stepped into the boat .....
--- However... We'll be forever, won't we?
-- Yes, we will! We will again greet the dawn, sit on the porch and drink tea and have fun talking about everything and nothing.
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March 29, 2016
Bad Münder am Deister
--- However... We'll be forever, won't we?
-- Yes, we will! We will again greet the dawn, sit on the porch and drink tea and have fun talking about everything and nothing.
---
March 29, 2016
Bad Münder am Deister
Lovely! And here you've got me leaving the living room to walk back to this computer to see what you've name *this* one, Igor!
Just splendid! Love the transition at the end!
--- However... We'll be forever, won't we?
-- Yes, we will! We will again greet the dawn, sit on the porch and drink tea and have fun talking about everything and nothing.
---
March 29, 2016
Bad Münder am Deister
...same for orbiting shuttle as in falling elevator; always accelerating towards earth to as if falling!!! Therefore, you fall at the same rate as shuttle, objects float relative to shuttle, can’t tell which way is up.
Igor
Bad Münder Diaries
…he understood that more nothing is necessary; it already here, now // peace of mind, confidence and clear vision of the purpose of existence // he took a deep breath and swam down the river...
/for all the people
...same for orbiting shuttle as in falling elevator; always accelerating towards earth to as if falling!!! Therefore, you fall at the same rate as shuttle, objects float relative to shuttle, can’t tell which way is up.
Igor
Bad Münder Diaries
…he understood that more nothing is necessary; it already here, now // peace of mind, confidence and clear vision of the purpose of existence // he took a deep breath and swam down the river...
/for all the people
He listened while shaving ......applying the shaving cream precisley.....then taking great pleasure in razoring it off...his thoughts drifted....the sun started to break through the window and grab his attention.....a voice ....you must get to work....but it's my day off.......well what's this list of things to Do then...get your pen and start to tick the list.....and so the day started.....
...same for orbiting shuttle as in falling elevator; always accelerating towards earth to as if falling!!! Therefore, you fall at the same rate as shuttle, objects float relative to shuttle, can’t tell which way is up.
Igor
Bad Münder Diaries
...same for orbiting shuttle as in falling elevator; always accelerating towards earth to as if falling!!! Therefore, you fall at the same rate as shuttle, objects float relative to shuttle, can’t tell which way is up.
Igor
Bad Münder Diaries
...same for orbiting shuttle as in falling elevator; always accelerating towards earth to as if falling!!! Therefore, you fall at the same rate as shuttle, objects float relative to shuttle, can’t tell which way is up.
Igor
Bad Münder Diaries
...same for orbiting shuttle as in falling elevator; always accelerating towards earth to as if falling!!! Therefore, you fall at the same rate as shuttle, objects float relative to shuttle, can’t tell which way is up.
Igor
Bad Münder Diaries
What an interesting, intriguing arrangement of notes, executed with such taste! Moving, reaching. Expansive, revolving, tugging at the listener's equilibrium. Exciting. You have mad skills at composing, performing, and recording -- an all around great job!
…he understood that more nothing is necessary; it already here, now // peace of mind, confidence and clear vision of the purpose of existence // he took a deep breath and swam down the river...
/for all the people
I can't say why, but listening to this for me was like watching an autumn-colored leaf riding the surface of a slow and gentle brook. Relaxing, hypnotic, and even refreshing. It was a pleasant break from my tense-filled day. Beautiful and sweet.
This is a synopsis of Reg's favourite movie put to music. Sorry about the length but what can you do, when you have a story to tell, you can't cut it short can you? This is one to download for the car to listen to on that boring journey or when…
Dry lines of newspaper reports that day, including:
Desirae Loy, also known as *Johnny's Girl*, said: I swear he don't trust me no more that or he is realy *jelouse*
my contribution/offering to this years RPM...Does it ever happen that angels or devils perhaps walk among us mortals here on our earth?? Winter Nacht is a 11 act dialogue between two travelers who meet in the winter twilight, on a road in the…
~and finally to fight~
Finally: the struggle of opposites, the conflict between light and darkness, inconsistencies of beginning and end. Type of music: the Messiah. Or what we understand as it is.
Assured of that morning has already come, the person, hardly having risen, has approached to a window. "Here you are, my old friend Madness" - he thought, and stepped forward. The wall did not succumb, though. The windows were not.
~no way out~
This is a bootleg tape of Reg's last music therapy session from when he was in prison prior to his release. It was acquired from his psychiatrist for fee......................
The path to liberation - is a fraud, and he, of course, well aware of this when paying for the record [that you could get for free]. in fact, that money was for...
1st voice: how, he still reads newspapers?
2nd voice, answers: probably yes ...
1st voice bewilderment: why does he do it?
Third voice (presumably female): he thinks it it the way to join the world.
1st voice, thoughtfully: Yeah ... How much he still must go to ...
~communication breakdown~
Title song from this years RPM Challenge.
Lyrics:
Shot dead
is what I felt when I first looked into your eyes
Shot dead
Is what I became, I tell you that ain't no lie
My head
it just exploded when I saw that way that you dance
Off…
Reworked the vocals a bit (quite a bit). And yet again! And now, Gumbo Stu is singing backup bits. Thanks for the vocals Gumbo, a very welcome addition!
And, as requested, here are the lyrics:
I'm Not Afraid
You can blow me up
You…
In response to a suggestion of Dr. Ozan Yarman I tried a tuning he created for a different project. I realized the composition using Garritan Personal Orchestra Baroque organs, Garritan World sample set Oud and Santoor samples performed on an…
During therapy Reg has had a break through thanks to another visitor to the cellar another friend of Elvis's Pavarotti .........then Reg thought the orchestra was too much so he sacked them and just left pianist to accompany the vocalist.......
~hardly way to see you~
I knew a guy who is very early married a girl with the same name as this song. They lived-lived, have "amassed" three sons, a bobcat and no treasures but friends. I don't be surprised if I find out that they live so far, and enjoy that The Man with the funny scarf sings a wonderful song about them. Miracle.
Was Reg daydreaming had Robert Plant really just come down the cellar bar to visit Elvis and sang while he played. He shook his head and resumed playing .....................
Reg has seriously got the blues and can't seem to leave the empty bar, there is just him and Elvis in there. The strange thing is that the tables and chairs are there, the bar and the stools but there is no booze behind the bar just empty glasses…
~immersed~
They all said: Do not go in blues so deep, don't. I did not listen and slid down, down. It was cool, was cool, then cold. And who remembers me now as someone who trudged from the sounds of Led Zep, eh?
This is like a mission for the Doom Patrol
I need a robot body for my brain
Miss Callas calls
the dopamine exhanges
the sound of down
And there is danger everywhere
the scissor men are coming
House of icons
Felt like cards
The brilliant…
This was one of several songs I recorded in a session on the night of my 29th birthday. I had decided to just start playing and see how many tunes I could write straight through without stopping. My only rule was that these tunes had to be totally…
~too heavy a burden~
... he'll never wake up, nor to fly off. He calls it the "blues-soul-comes-out". He still remains with us, the poor sinners. We, however, only do not know: to rejoice over it, or what? Yeah-h...
~that's true, baby, true~
Comments on igor's stuff
Like a stone foundation resting on granite rock we'll be together as long as we possibly can said the owl to the pussycat with a twinkle in his eye as he stepped into the boat .....
Wonderful!
Nice one great mix of sounds
I was hooked from the first dramatic notes.
Wow Lovely!
Lovely! And here you've got me leaving the living room to walk back to this computer to see what you've name *this* one, Igor! Just splendid! Love the transition at the end!
Beautiful dig it
Really cool sound great mix
Wow, this is really nice! Am so glad i came across this here... ^_^
wonderful arrangment..I have no idea where it's going but it comes back around.
I love your haphazard sense of melodic phrasing. I've felt this way before, sitting in front a grand piano at my old university.
nice :-)
A masterpiece from the master ...the pupil applauds .....a single handclap among many ...he hopes he has been heard Bravo!! Bravo!!
He listened while shaving ......applying the shaving cream precisley.....then taking great pleasure in razoring it off...his thoughts drifted....the sun started to break through the window and grab his attention.....a voice ....you must get to work....but it's my day off.......well what's this list of things to Do then...get your pen and start to tick the list.....and so the day started.....
Thank you guys.
Beautiful!!!
"Большо́му кораблю́ -- большо́е пла́вание." I do hope that's correct. A great ship needs deep waters.
What an interesting, intriguing arrangement of notes, executed with such taste! Moving, reaching. Expansive, revolving, tugging at the listener's equilibrium. Exciting. You have mad skills at composing, performing, and recording -- an all around great job!
I can't say why, but listening to this for me was like watching an autumn-colored leaf riding the surface of a slow and gentle brook. Relaxing, hypnotic, and even refreshing. It was a pleasant break from my tense-filled day. Beautiful and sweet.
Happy new year to you both !!
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~...he was just stutterer, Reggy~ I was here until the end and realized not all, of what was here. Why d-do they look at-t-t me, hmm? :-)
Dry lines of newspaper reports that day, including: Desirae Loy, also known as *Johnny's Girl*, said: I swear he don't trust me no more that or he is realy *jelouse*
~and finally to fight~ Finally: the struggle of opposites, the conflict between light and darkness, inconsistencies of beginning and end. Type of music: the Messiah. Or what we understand as it is.
Assured of that morning has already come, the person, hardly having risen, has approached to a window. "Here you are, my old friend Madness" - he thought, and stepped forward. The wall did not succumb, though. The windows were not. ~no way out~
How wonderful to hear this - the successor of real Apple/Parlophone sound/nature.
The path to liberation - is a fraud, and he, of course, well aware of this when paying for the record [that you could get for free]. in fact, that money was for...
1st voice: how, he still reads newspapers? 2nd voice, answers: probably yes ... 1st voice bewilderment: why does he do it? Third voice (presumably female): he thinks it it the way to join the world. 1st voice, thoughtfully: Yeah ... How much he still must go to ... ~communication breakdown~
~Angry Roller~
It makes me well. And brave.
~Dead.Can.Dance~
~visitor to the cellar of the soul that waits. Waits for the opera to come~
~hardly way to see you~ I knew a guy who is very early married a girl with the same name as this song. They lived-lived, have "amassed" three sons, a bobcat and no treasures but friends. I don't be surprised if I find out that they live so far, and enjoy that The Man with the funny scarf sings a wonderful song about them. Miracle.
~here is a Rush voice~
O!
...and resumed to sound to the now empty room, for the empty room...
~immersed~ They all said: Do not go in blues so deep, don't. I did not listen and slid down, down. It was cool, was cool, then cold. And who remembers me now as someone who trudged from the sounds of Led Zep, eh?
~and there was no danger~
~in a mellow tune~
~sweetheart of mine~
~too heavy a burden~ ... he'll never wake up, nor to fly off. He calls it the "blues-soul-comes-out". He still remains with us, the poor sinners. We, however, only do not know: to rejoice over it, or what? Yeah-h... ~that's true, baby, true~