What a treasure these marbles! Colorful, transparent, with or without stripes... Let's play?
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For Bee.
Also:
Hark, hark! the lark at heaven's gate sings,
And Phoebus 'gins arise,
His steeds to water at those springs
On chaliced…
This is where the dream of free flight lives.
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1) Announcement:
"Engineer M.S. Los invites willing to fly with him on August 18 on the planet Mars to appear for personal talks from 6 to 8 pm Zhdanovskaya Embankment, 11, in the yard…
Sometimes the natural order of things seemed broken, the course of events accelerated to a rapid and you feel that what is happening with you is ...a movie, and you're in, but this is not your, you are here by accident.
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…just another turn…
...whether roaring like hungry lions impatient for the arena? I go out into the world, I am tense, I know that the audience, they are mine, is only important. Bull for them, I for them.
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Time to exit, Matador!
Sometimes the natural order of things seemed broken, the course of events accelerated to a rapid and you feel that what is happening with you is ...a movie, and you're in, but this is not your, you are here by accident.
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…just another turn…
But what an amazing accident! Your music is gorgeous and magical. I love your creation. Intelligent design or not, nature is amazing and life is miraculous, whether it exist here on Earth alone or on "billions upon billions" of other worlds. And for me, what is most magical of all are musicians like you and works of art like this number. Rock on!
It does have a loneliness quality to it. But this solitude is on the beach, wading in the incoming tide, with colorful shells underfoot. Nice compilation -- keep grooving!
...whether roaring like hungry lions impatient for the arena? I go out into the world, I am tense, I know that the audience, they are mine, is only important. Bull for them, I for them.
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Time to exit, Matador!
He longed for those days of glory, backed by the baying blood thirsty crowd as he sat silently alone watching the clowns rehearse their act for the afternoon matinee ..........
Last-n-found from the “Long Farewells” recording session. Recorded live, one-by-one, in one of endless winter evening.
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http://adneonlux.bandcamp.com/album/long-farewells
This is where the dream of free flight lives.
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1) Announcement:
"Engineer M.S. Los invites willing to fly with him on August 18 on the planet Mars to appear for personal talks from 6 to 8 pm Zhdanovskaya Embankment, 11, in the yard…
The inner joy that comes from the fact that Sunday morning comes. Ahead are lights, and new challenges, and happiness of knowing the world. I see the glittering event horizon, I'm on the way to.
Für Leon
02.2017
Bad Münder am Deister
Every day is good, and rainy one in particular, because it is what locks us under the roof, to give time / to force to think about why we live, and to understand the value of short solar moments.
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What's the name of the day to us, who are immortal and infinite?
i want to start to feel real
This old heart mine has had nothing but bad times
Every time i think i got it made
By christ it all goes wrong again
yeah Everything goes wrong and i’m left singing this sad song
i want to feel some love
running…
We are the phantom limb of some once grand collective;
so full of holes, run through from a distance.
Uniform and prism minded; vagrant eyed.
From this cloud we stretch out, though we are vacant.
Out here, on some misspent horizon,
there…
Just a little improvisation. Though i fingered the chords and melody, it's fair to say most the heavy lifting's being done by a KARMA algorithm developed by Stephen Kay of Korg.
The latter piano half is simply a re-arrangment of that same…
Another live in the cellar....with a little borrowing from Zep...Stairway a song about a beautiful lady who gets old...
Stairway
I've been told the long legged women ain't got no soul
but that ain't gonna stop her finding her goal
She's…
...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
Gary the drummer bought a new song along we are working on in our band "BIG BAD DOG" with Jon on Guitar and myself on vocals....the recording is a bit shit but hey were trying.......Watch out the band BIG BAD DOG will be performing near you soon…
I believe after years experts will talk about this like: "You know, it reminds me of, uh ... Trevor... Yes, it was Trevor!"
And they, who knows will smile with meaningful glances at each other - "Yes", they will say, "WE KNEW".
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I like it.
This demo recording turned out particularly well, especially when compared to how most of my MYTHOPOETICA recordings sound. The lead guitar employs an Eastern Folk scale and style of picking, greased with GEM-style Blues butter.
SUPER YOU…
Another Psychedelic Folk song from the Lore of Spring collection of my four MYTHOPOETICA demos. One of my earlier recordings, there are sound quality issues. Drums are via the Yamaha E313 KB.
(A Moment) IN THE AURA
Goddess Earth, I’ve come…
Igor sent me over this wonderful piano piece and asked if i would like to collaborate on it and i jumped at the chance.............Thank you Igor
Nigel & Mary's Waltz
Nigel said to Mary come Marry me
lets make a show we can both just be…
Terrible recording due to my old studio set up dying, but a nice keepsake of just how bad things became before the rebuild.
Lyrics by Brent Kinder.
With piano by Igor Alexeev.
You live on street. Act quickly, without any sense, as the wind that blows where he pleases. Chaos? primitive element? ...stirring the cauldron full of cultures and no-cultures…and the real life begins.
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/For Trevor, from far abroad
Smoke of the past
The shadow of experiences
What was not
But could have been
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For Kevin Scot Sparks, Painter-Prof., All-Age Mentor & Trumpeter-Producer
Reg has succumb ...this being straight lark just isn't for him ....it's full of disappointment...at least he knows what to expect when he's high.....
Pour the whiskey from the bottle
fill the glass drain it dry
say goodbye to all that sorrow…
first for rpm 2014
This summer my wife and i traveled to Europe! our first time across the pond..what a wonderful time of adventure we had from Paris to Roma. each morning i would rise before dawn to watch as the early morning sun painted the…
Comments on igor's stuff
Powerful!
The flute effect is beautiful!
Again, brilliant -- magical!
You are brilliant!
COOL -- Sci-Fi-ish.
Masterful composition. You have an excellent feel for the keys. Astounding talent!
Fantasia! You're telling tales with sounds. Fabulous!
Gorgeous. Beautiful. Very touching, moving, gentle, bittersweet, sad, gripping.
You're a master at using colorful sounds to generate moving imagery. this one really reached into me. I did indeed enjoy the trip -- thank you!
This one is dark and ghostly -- I love it!
But what an amazing accident! Your music is gorgeous and magical. I love your creation. Intelligent design or not, nature is amazing and life is miraculous, whether it exist here on Earth alone or on "billions upon billions" of other worlds. And for me, what is most magical of all are musicians like you and works of art like this number. Rock on!
Like fairies in a garden.
It does have a loneliness quality to it. But this solitude is on the beach, wading in the incoming tide, with colorful shells underfoot. Nice compilation -- keep grooving!
I always see a movie when I play your soundscapes. Just put my head back, slip into the music stream and go.
He longed for those days of glory, backed by the baying blood thirsty crowd as he sat silently alone watching the clowns rehearse their act for the afternoon matinee ..........
I think this is a wish I was there moment......
The Matador lays his head onto the soft pillow and has the applause of death ringing in his ears as sleep seduces his tired mind......
A tense listen - very intriguing!
… and ride under the endless sky full of peppermint.
I'm always a sucker for a mysterious radio message. Nice one.
Comments made by igor
Every day is good, and rainy one in particular, because it is what locks us under the roof, to give time / to force to think about why we live, and to understand the value of short solar moments. -- What's the name of the day to us, who are immortal and infinite?
Die to wake up to be a fool! ...that's what I am loving.
In the distance, the heavy step of the stone guest is heard. Everyone froze and wait...
Short lines, converge and diverge somewhere out, to get back, to run again and again, around and around ~
In move up all the time, No turn around with, We live, we move. --- ...oder? (deutsch:)
He, in turn, just singing all his life before. And found that the life he had was not yet full... Time for the stairway to.
Thank you guys.
I believe after years experts will talk about this like: "You know, it reminds me of, uh ... Trevor... Yes, it was Trevor!" And they, who knows will smile with meaningful glances at each other - "Yes", they will say, "WE KNEW". -- I like it.
Just in case or not, I create the excitement of air that acts On me, on them.
Superb
Thank you, Gary. This is a Saturday Special.
The second day with Gene's music. The flight is OK, all the systems are working in normal mode, psychedelic.
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That music What appear for a moment, then disparaître As those delightful waltzes What echoed out From nowhere --- Thank You, Trev
Perfect case of hitting the target! --- ~like a rainbow~
… and ride under the endless sky full of peppermint.
...go array - That's it!
Smoke of the past The shadow of experiences What was not But could have been ~ Yeah...
Let's step higher, Were larks are. Let's up To the sky, Where the light is, Where blues is. ~Saga continues while we're here~
Oh, it's a good route! Looking forward to listen Geneva, Florence, yeah... You a lucky couple, that's it.