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…
I'm trying to experiment with intentionally combining two different sounds. Since I seem to find this difficult I am starting with using a drone as one of the sounds taking my inspiration from the opening tracks of the Brian Eno & Jah Wobble…
It's funny but Reg doesn't feel the same when he goes back to his old hometown....He feels a bit of a stranger not just to the folks but to himself it's like he doesn't recognise his old self anymore ..........so Reg discussed this over with Elvis…
Icarus Syndrome
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In darkness I have flown
In darkness I have died
Dead and dreaming to a world
of absolutely nothing that I find
Am I really lost?
Am I really gone?
Choices have consequence
At least we know where ours are…
I was told that even tho she left me after 28 years it doesn't negate the idea.
There’s a place in my mind where your face had a home
Long before you came into my life
Before you were a known
There’s a note in my song that I knew fit somewhere…
Dance, to the movement of the stars
Sing till the walls around us ring
Pray that it never fades away
Until we sleep
...
Now go to sleep
Into a deep and dreamless sleep our spirits fall
And what we sow we cannot reap nor keep at all
/Gilmour/
~before we slept~
~Donec Somnus~
...
Dance, to the movement of the stars
Sing till the walls around us ring
Pray that it never fades away
Until we sleep
...
Now go to sleep
Into a deep and dreamless sleep our spirits fall
And what we sow we cannot reap nor keep at all
/Gilmour/
~before we slept~
Reg heard the color of the lonely street by Vaisvil and Norbert and got himself all Jazzy inside.... so he's released it .........by going out for a walk along the lonely street..........
Reg has nipped down the cellar tonight to contemplate the big question...this is what he came up with ...he could be wrong who knows...and now he's going for a nice hot bath...............
1st voice: - And what if he finds the answer to this question, which he calls the great?
2nd voice: - ...doubt...
3rd voice, from afar: - He don't. Asked wrong. Rather just in the bath...
@matt Poetry, Yeah. This is often the case.
My comment: I'm just showing how the tragedy and heroism of some people is suddenly not so that there is, and even ... vice versa, sometimes.
"I am a mirror," as sung by Leo Sayer in one of the Alan Parsons Project song. Although ... Okay, a distraction.
~Every face is someone else~
~C'est magnifique, mais ce n'est pas la guerre~
In fact, russians thought that the British cavalry were drunk (and think so still), which slightly improved the reputation of the British cavalry for the rest of the war.
Something I've been listening to this morning on repeat so I thought I would record and share it.
At heart it's two instances of the Morpheus metallophone instrument layered together with some nice verb and a bit of compression.
One of the…
This was written during the challenge in february and was meant to be the title track. But I never really got time to develop it. I still like it though, so I thought I'd cut it rough, leave it undeveloped, and chuck it out there to see what you…
A first for me a song done completely on the Boss Micro BR.............Elvis just loves this little thang.....i need some practice with the mastering and mixing .....i wont mention the guitar that's a given.....but i'm quite pleased....it's all…
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.
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...in a direction; I too... (~_~)
~Late return of the Prodigal Son~
~Darkness Can Dance~
~lights are extinguished, one by one~
This idea is eternal, my friend. This is - the hope; this is - the bright path. Even after 28 years, even after ...
Dance, to the movement of the stars Sing till the walls around us ring Pray that it never fades away Until we sleep ... Now go to sleep Into a deep and dreamless sleep our spirits fall And what we sow we cannot reap nor keep at all /Gilmour/ ~before we slept~
~Donec Somnus~ ... Dance, to the movement of the stars Sing till the walls around us ring Pray that it never fades away Until we sleep ... Now go to sleep Into a deep and dreamless sleep our spirits fall And what we sow we cannot reap nor keep at all /Gilmour/ ~before we slept~
Step by step we move, word by word we talk. Climbing ..? Descent ..? All will be there ...
~The light streaming through the branches of an old tree, and goes down the path. Whether to go? ~
The spirit of jazz, as a phantom of the opera before, is walking down a deserted nighttime streets. And sings. He sings to himself, about himself.....
1st voice: - And what if he finds the answer to this question, which he calls the great? 2nd voice: - ...doubt... 3rd voice, from afar: - He don't. Asked wrong. Rather just in the bath...
That darkness, that is called "the light", inner as well. ~mirando desde el lado inverso~
~de los desaparecidos, que era y que nunca fue~
@matt Poetry, Yeah. This is often the case. My comment: I'm just showing how the tragedy and heroism of some people is suddenly not so that there is, and even ... vice versa, sometimes. "I am a mirror," as sung by Leo Sayer in one of the Alan Parsons Project song. Although ... Okay, a distraction. ~Every face is someone else~
~C'est magnifique, mais ce n'est pas la guerre~ In fact, russians thought that the British cavalry were drunk (and think so still), which slightly improved the reputation of the British cavalry for the rest of the war.
~ Was there a man dismay'd? Not tho' the soldier knew Some one had blunder'd ~
At heart it's a Tibetan, lost in mantras, is not seeking to escape because he did not need it anymore. He is in himself, completed. ~The Long Now~
I confess I did not understand what it mean, but it's not important, right? Fun, crackers, and balloon ... Class! I'm in.
To fly you have to be easier, Commander Reg, or so and stay down until we all, as one, will take off. Whew! Or...
we enjoy as much as you did when doing it, Rocker :-)