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…
I was lucky enough to have a trip to YAP a part of the Federated States of Micronesia,, once again the music is from my piano solos but here it is attached to a video i made
http://youtu.be/GatB07PVCsw
Inspired by and in collaboration with [My First Dictionary](http://myfirstdictionary.blogspot.com), pretty popsters [ButterflyPolite](http://veryusartists.com/butterflypolite) intone a duet about the nameless people in your neighborhood.
The…
Inspired by and in collaboration with [My First Dictionary](http://myfirstdictionary.blogspot.com), pretty popsters [ButterflyPolite](http://veryusartists.com/butterflypolite) intone a duet about the nameless people in your neighborhood.
The…
"Sad Toys Factory" is a Fantasy - Modern Classical Orchestral Soundtrack composed - arranged by Mimmo D'Ippolito - "M. D'Ippolito's Eternalkeys" (2010)
I'm on ice, I'm afraid to go on.
It seems fragile, but I have to go,
I have to go through it.
I had to.
Tardius evolvere on my theme "From Outside A Wall" (presented here at alonetone, too).
For the idle people (or, better: Pour la…
The usual phrase: "it was the logical conclusion (continuation) of something", but the fact of the matter is that, looking closer, we see: illogical. Or logic simply not exist (and not needed to :-)
Naively conceived, written and published in February 2012 for "Contemporary Chamber Music" (vol.1), an RPM12 album.
The titles of the pieces in album are follow each other in a certain order - see album description.
When Eight ( 8 ) feels weak as a number
And falls from the rest in line.
It waits in state, until it wakes.
Infinity (? ) on its side...
Something we all
Recognise,
But still won't see.
So we count a little higher till we lose our…
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So we count a little higher till we lose our souls,
Then we step back,
Thus, we don't count but just close our eyes,
And then steps forward, right on the ice.
Then step more....
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The chorus of this groove is in 5/4 and the verse in 9/4. You can hear me fall apart at the very end… guess I got worried.
Lyrics:
*Try not to get worried*
*I am with you always*
*Try not to get worried*
*And don’t forget*
*Simply…
~for all the elves out of nowhere~
She dances, gracefully moving along a branch of the tree elf. She is dancing on the moon's path, alone...
Galadriel was proud, strong, and selfwilled... From her earliest years she had a marvellous gift of…
Howl 041412
I created this for the film DARK BLOOD.
The film River Phoenix was working on when he died.
Watch the film: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iO2QpASUcIY
(C)2012 Royal T Music
Maybe I missed a career scoring for no budget spaghetti westerns, because this is what this reminds me of. Done live a couple weeks ago with the Taylor and a floor full of toys and loopers.
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
They don't swim, they fly in the water, like clouds in the sky; flying...
We do not know their names. We will find out what they are beyond tonight's news. Great one, indeed.
We do not know their names. We will find out what they are beyond tonight's news. Great one
Toys come to us, live with us and then they leave; their lives are similar to ours. Toy triumph, toy fall, toy fate...
~Mae'n edrych fel môr o dawelwch, mae'n yn straen, mae'n yn aros~
The usual phrase: "it was the logical conclusion (continuation) of something", but the fact of the matter is that, looking closer, we see: illogical. Or logic simply not exist (and not needed to :-)
Thank you, my true friends! Who would I be without you?
~Screaming for the Blues~ ...yeah!
~ So we count a little higher till we lose our souls, Then we step back, Thus, we don't count but just close our eyes, And then steps forward, right on the ice. Then step more.... ~
I let my heart to trouble me 'cause of this groove My heart is in worry 'cause I'm from this world So~ ^_^
Stars - what's this? Whether it was Reflected In the cup Until the tea Was over? ~
I don't hurry I have no place to hurry I have no need to hurry I simply here To exist ~
The artificial city, You cold as ice, as always. Why do you call me, Why again? ~
For all the elves out of nowhere.
He howled in the night That someone was listening, He howled whole night That someone was. He howled all night And the moon Came out~
I just got a new Vespa, riding on it since yesterday, jo! This Drive fits O.K. :-)
~We are all the branches of a tree that grows to become Tree of Life~
...seems theme for the [moto]riding, for the rush hour, or... hmm.
Piece, full of fading lights. Is an ambient blues.
Thank you all for listening, this is one of my favorite piece in recent times.