Great guitar sound. Nice mixture of keys and guitar. Nice when the low keys come in. I like the way you change the pace at points. Very the tempo.
Echos of some of my favorite Chopin passages. Just a lovely winding trail. Close my eyes and just drift along. Wonderful combining of guitar and keys...I'm repeating myself. Great change/refresh at 5:30.
Musical piece about the fairy adventures of toys on and around the Christmas tree, and all that.
For us, the boring adults realists, such a story is ridiculous, but not for them - for children who listen to tales with bated breath. For them…
For all who are happy right now, or will later, or for ever.
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"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.."
William Shakespeare…
For all who are happy right now, or will later, or for ever.
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"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.."
William Shakespeare…
For all who are happy right now, or will later, or for ever.
---
"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.."
William Shakespeare…
For all who are happy right now, or will later, or for ever.
---
"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.."
William Shakespeare…
For all who are happy right now, or will later, or for ever.
---
"All the world's a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances;
And one man in his time plays many parts.."
William Shakespeare…
He then got up, brushing the bread crumbs from his shirt and chin and went through the door.
He traveled through space and time to here.
only to find.
He should have been there.................
He pondered on his past as he sat at the piano and played ....mindful of what happened yesterday.....the melody formed in his mind then through his fingers it played out on the piano.....Bravo said the crowd of one and applauded vigorously ........
Perpetual motion of things that will not stop even when we're no longer here. Strange feeling.
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"Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human?" Pointless, really... "Do the stars gaze back?" Now…
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…
Song #2 for the RPMC. My goal is to have 12 short tunes (1-3 minutes long), so I need to pick up the pace.
Again, quartal tuning on the top 3 unison pairs of the 12 string. I've been listening to Ralph Towner's Blue Sun, hence the title.
El sol azul está por encima, aquí, en el espacio que se llama eterna. El sol azul está por debajo.
~
The blue sun is above, here,
In the space
That is called timeless.
The blue sun is below
~
After the late naps
I can't get up, as should I?
Where I... Who am I?
Sounds comes, closer,
Ah! - here it is, my world,
Lovely, clear and simple
~
...the state after summer sleep before I (you) have any thoughts, or, more precisely, about…
...the state after summer sleep before I (you) have any thoughts, or, more precisely, about the state of occurrence of these thoughts (or whatever you call them).
~and just letting it flow~
...what you're doing among all these ... musicians? You, as well as they, are trying to make the world better, and you, as as well as they, are directed to the single point at which parallel lines will converge, finally. I suppose.
~
Little by little the night turns around
Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn
Novices lean on each other in yearning
Under the leaves the swallow is resting
Set the controls for the heart of the sun
~
The Brood have gone visiting and i have sometime so i've been busy as you may have noticed ....so heres a ad-libber with the £16 special....i always write miserable songs when i'm happy the happy ones come when i'm depressed....i'm normally quite…
The mans back home but he feels unsafe .....he felt safer in the war zone ...........he's a broken man.........what he's seen and done has destroyed him.......
WHIRLPOOL (Lyrics by Reg)
He’s coming down
falling through the clouds back to his…
~Essence of a musical box with the ballerina spinning around and around~ /as Bethan said/
~
Calm the night, unstirring,
And the air so clear
Pearls of dew uncurling,
Moonlight rays unfurling
’Cross the glassy mere.
Dulcet waves appeasing…
Just thinking about Happiness. Thinking about how she said she was leaving because she wanted to be happy.
HAPPY Key - C walking down...
Happy is the anvil as the hammer strikes the blade
A fleeting spark that fades as the memory is made…
I posted this song a few days ago and Bethan liked the music so much she wrote her own words. Here it is, a co-write across the Atlantic.
SITTING BY THE WINDOW, NOTHING TO DO
WAITING FOR THE TIME WHEN THE SUN SHINES THROUGH
THE SUN SHINES…
~
Memories long in music sleeping,
No more sleeping,
No more dumb:
Delicate phantoms softly creeping
Softly back from the old-world come.
Faintest odours around them straying,
Suddenly straying
In chambers dim;
Whispering silks in order…
~
as they fall for a last time,
as they wait,
for a time,
to fall in love
again,
in the next life.
~
Here, a play on words: "fall [down]" and "fall [in love]", and it's not casual :-)
Believe it or not, it may happen
But maybe not - as lucky.
The foundation of the creation process - combustion,
Like dew glows in the rays
Of the rising sun
~
Made with the Boité Diabolique playing some piano and cello samples. I did a bit of hand editing in Live and then added some light compression, reverb, and limiting.
Spare a thought for those with nothing this Christmas..... Homeless with no family.........and no one to help.......
CHRISTMAS ALONE (Lyrics)
Nobody is listening no body knocking on my door
nobody is near me nobody wants me
i’m nobody’s…
I am alone, I am alone.
No one comes to me, I froze.
But I do not give up, I know:
I came here alone,
and I'll leave from here alone.
...and: only if alone
I'm destined to reach my peak.
Who am I?
Comments on igor's stuff
Great guitar sound. Nice mixture of keys and guitar. Nice when the low keys come in. I like the way you change the pace at points. Very the tempo. Echos of some of my favorite Chopin passages. Just a lovely winding trail. Close my eyes and just drift along. Wonderful combining of guitar and keys...I'm repeating myself. Great change/refresh at 5:30.
Nice playing here. It sounds like years of training involved to get to this point. Loved every minute.
Beautifully constructed piece! This gives me some ideas for things of my own
i agree with w , Brilliant
Brilliant! Just brilliant! w;-)
Wonderful playing.....I believe ....I've sent my list to Santa I don't want much this year just 3 wishes please........
Great playing....
Beautiful
excellent, very light and fun, i hear a great depth of musical magic in this
Wonderful music Igor! Full of fun and excitement. Cheers Bee
It evoked Prokopiev right away! Excellent piece and playing.
Nice playing
He then got up, brushing the bread crumbs from his shirt and chin and went through the door. He traveled through space and time to here. only to find. He should have been there.................
He pondered on his past as he sat at the piano and played ....mindful of what happened yesterday.....the melody formed in his mind then through his fingers it played out on the piano.....Bravo said the crowd of one and applauded vigorously ........
It's powerful and it will escape......
Very clever :)
Beautiful. Music is your soul!
Amazing!
Oh yeah, this is awesome!
Lot of melancholic melodies here.
Comments made by igor
El sol azul está por encima, aquí, en el espacio que se llama eterna. El sol azul está por debajo. ~ The blue sun is above, here, In the space That is called timeless. The blue sun is below ~
...the state after summer sleep before I (you) have any thoughts, or, more precisely, about the state of occurrence of these thoughts (or whatever you call them). ~and just letting it flow~
...what you're doing among all these ... musicians? You, as well as they, are trying to make the world better, and you, as as well as they, are directed to the single point at which parallel lines will converge, finally. I suppose. ~ Little by little the night turns around Counting the leaves which tremble at dawn Novices lean on each other in yearning Under the leaves the swallow is resting Set the controls for the heart of the sun ~
~Into the quiet happy miserable song. Another sherry, please~
what he's seen and done has devastated him he’s coming down from way up high he’s back from the war singing home, sweet home yes!
The point at infinity sought by the lines of our lives: a point that is unattainable here, in our reality. Or..?
Night, rain. The crime scene. He did not come back.
Updated to "as Bethan said" :-)
Here is the rare chance to listen to JMT who thinking about ~Happiness~
Come here to listen to what The Man said!
~Music to Watch Snowmans By~
Updated, becomes more like a concert. Thank you all.
~ as they fall for a last time, as they wait, for a time, to fall in love again, in the next life. ~ Here, a play on words: "fall [down]" and "fall [in love]", and it's not casual :-)
~Walk a lifetime~
Believe it or not, it may happen But maybe not - as lucky. The foundation of the creation process - combustion, Like dew glows in the rays Of the rising sun ~
from Graceland on pink cadillac, I run.
Remote echo of the stones, rolling; tide, from under the water...
~SleepIng Beauty~
I am alone, I am alone. No one comes to me, I froze. But I do not give up, I know: I came here alone, and I'll leave from here alone. ...and: only if alone I'm destined to reach my peak. Who am I?
Syncopation and escapades: you win! I give up :-)