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
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
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
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
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
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…
To listen when timelessness.
~The road to the heights of knowledge is never easy, but it exists~
Also:
"He was asleep when the boy looked in the door in the morning. It was blowing so hard that the drifting-boats would not be going out…
Voice. The voice of one man. Does this mean anything?
I mean, one person says to the world, to people, to infinity. Of course, we talk and it always refers to contemporaries, but do they understand it? Whether the person understands them? Do…
Smoke of the past
The shadow of experiences
What was not
But could have been
~
For Kevin Scot Sparks, Painter-Prof., All-Age Mentor & Trumpeter-Producer
Smoke of the past
The shadow of experiences
What was not
But could have been
~
For Kevin Scot Sparks, Painter-Prof., All-Age Mentor & Trumpeter-Producer
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…
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…
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…
We played played marbles in the sun
Sure It was a lot of fun
Till mother called and we had to run
Boy did we run run and run
Leaving our marbles baking in the sun
For lunch we had jam sandwiches and a Chelsea bun
I'll never forget that summer fun.......
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…
To be true to yourself - how is it? True to the sound that you retrieved from the instrument, to give [share] it away to others (to whom? you'll never know)? True to the mood that you're trying to follow, and which changes before you realize what…
JMT said it very well,,classical drifts, perhaps you channel Chopin at times or Monet? i was able to spend time in the Muse de Orsey this summer, getting lost on the upper floor with the impressionists,,,, i stand there getting/falling into the pictures while others pass by as shadows,,, this piece is so much like that, a place of refuge in a troubled time,, excellent and thanks r
Another one from my ambient crackpot series.
This features two instances of my new instrument the Novaphone 340 Imperial. A grand name for a grand instrument (Xylo just didn't do it justice).
The first Novaphone is playing three samples…
A micro-tonal piece made using one instance of the Novaphone 340 ("Imperial") playing 3 piano samples from SoundIron's "Emotional Piano 2.0".
The samples were sequenced using a MIDI keyboard using the Novaphone Micro-8 scale (1/8 semitone per…
I would have added: as a result of sound pierced through and through, and go somewhere further on. I turned it on full blast in the studio and seems distant neighbors nervous. I hope they were worried about the meaning of life, as I do now. Here it is - The Result, Matt.
Sometimes the past in which you felt successful and strong, reminds of fragility of life. It's a sign of that you are in a point of transition and you should make a choice. Or the choice will be made for you. For me.
~for Geoffrey~
That's Jeoffrey, as he is. I like him, honestly. Not sure what you'll find a lot of musicians who compose and sing such a sincere and open the song. That's why.
~The Moon's Renegade Son~
Sadly, an unfinished track I recorded about the time I ran out of money. Back when I was writing four or five tunes a day. Played guitars, mandolin, keyboards, and I'm guessing it's my original keyboard drum and bass parts that I did at home…
12-string requires a greater sense of space, because it is, in fact, work with the orchestra sound (instead of more "focused" 6-string = black&white). And you got it. Now is the time to draw a picture, in color :-)
P.S. My favorite 12-string master - Ralph Towner, ECM, I listen to him often.
Here's proof. Proof that things are a bit mysterious in my studio.
Late last night my Bass Cajon all of a sudden decided to start accompanying me on its own - without me touching it. At first I thought that some apparitional bass player had…
Reg stood by the mirror and peered in at himself, he didn't recognise who he saw, the image that peered back out at him didn't resemble who he thought he was and it shook him to his core.............because he thought, he, the man he recognises…
...and after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you, and Reggy one...
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward! - he cried from the cellar
and the front rank died... (curtains)
(PF/DSOM, relaxed)
~timeless~
Rhythms of modern life, which comes from the environment and force us to follow, are often (let say, always) does not correspond to our inner rhythms. First, we do not have time to stop, think, or simply do nothing. Then when we…
I do not think that the Snow Queen will weep forever - no. She is The Queen, not a human woman or so, she will act, thru the ages (how? - that's the question. We'll never know). Ahead of her - eternity. Forever. Or so.
Just a simple humble ditty, one of a handful I've been playing on the piano lately.
I haven't been in the mood to do much recording in the last months — or more specifically, haven't been in the mood to flesh out and arrange tunes. So this…
> WHEN THE SUN SHINES THRU
>
> The moon is a hole in a canopy blue
> A hole in the sky where the sun shines thru
> The sun shines thru, The sun shines thru
>
> The scientist will tell you that I've got it all wrong…
Comments on igor's stuff
...go array - That's it!
For all the plans of mice & men the best plans go array!!
Thank you!
Wonderful!
magic......
He stooped and then began stirring the cauldron with his wand..............and the magic began
and a lovely time was had by all....
So lovely a thought and such a pretty melody. Thank you Igor, Peace, Bethan
Lovely! I'll look forward to the finished version
Smoke of the past The shadow of experiences What was not But could have been ~ Yeah...
The blue of the day clashes with the dark of the night to create the sweet music of melancholie......
Fabulous! w;-)
makes me wonder if Bach ever played marbles, very nice fun
We played played marbles in the sun Sure It was a lot of fun Till mother called and we had to run Boy did we run run and run Leaving our marbles baking in the sun For lunch we had jam sandwiches and a Chelsea bun I'll never forget that summer fun.......
Thank you Igor. This is very vigorous and fun. Well played Sir! Love the atmosphere and great sound engineering. Cheers Bee
I love all these pearl but I believe this one loves me best.......
A lost DaNny Kay dance routine ......found just in the nick of time.....
Beautifully played.....
JMT said it very well,,classical drifts, perhaps you channel Chopin at times or Monet? i was able to spend time in the Muse de Orsey this summer, getting lost on the upper floor with the impressionists,,,, i stand there getting/falling into the pictures while others pass by as shadows,,, this piece is so much like that, a place of refuge in a troubled time,, excellent and thanks r
wonderful......
Comments made by igor
Wind, cold wind right here, with echoes of nothingness - that's where the trick, but not "filtering", Matt, even if you... I think so.
I would have added: as a result of sound pierced through and through, and go somewhere further on. I turned it on full blast in the studio and seems distant neighbors nervous. I hope they were worried about the meaning of life, as I do now. Here it is - The Result, Matt.
...same for me, Trevor.
~Midnight Rider, you swam in the dark, in the sky. You can't hear...~
~Mandalay Golden Bells~ The question is not how to catch a goldfish, but what to do if you caught it ... ~road.still.going.on~
After such a long road, who will save me, who will support the faith in me in everything good? ~dissolution 4~
That's Jeoffrey, as he is. I like him, honestly. Not sure what you'll find a lot of musicians who compose and sing such a sincere and open the song. That's why. ~The Moon's Renegade Son~
~Sparlingtronics~
I will be short: timeless, Doug. Wanna lay down with a solo here, ya...
12-string requires a greater sense of space, because it is, in fact, work with the orchestra sound (instead of more "focused" 6-string = black&white). And you got it. Now is the time to draw a picture, in color :-) P.S. My favorite 12-string master - Ralph Towner, ECM, I listen to him often.
...drummer, in the rhythm of his own, decidedly takes height... Easy for me to say. I wasn’t there :-)
...drops, slightly at first, then more; in no particular order, by themselves...
Isn't enough, bro. Sing your opera 'till...
...and after all we're only ordinary men. Me, and you, and Reggy one... God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do. Forward! - he cried from the cellar and the front rank died... (curtains) (PF/DSOM, relaxed)
Well, I would put it more precisely: the novice conductor. Budding, novice conductor Reg. That in itself not bad :-)
I do not think that the Snow Queen will weep forever - no. She is The Queen, not a human woman or so, she will act, thru the ages (how? - that's the question. We'll never know). Ahead of her - eternity. Forever. Or so.
Tron slowly comes off, overtakes, closes the sky. ~Heavy decline~
~Introduction to what will be~
~They're all will tell you that I've got it all wrong but I know how it all happens~ P.S. Hey, you're great american, really.
~listening to the quiet water, still water~