Aw, we tried to make this a bit more pro, but sometimes the really fun moments in life are fleeting. So here it is warts and all. But don't mind that - just get out onto the dance floor with Reg! It's ok: he's up to date on his shots.
When…
Aw, we tried to make this a bit more pro, but sometimes the really fun moments in life are fleeting. So here it is warts and all. But don't mind that - just get out onto the dance floor with Reg! It's ok: he's up to date on his shots.
When…
Aw, we tried to make this a bit more pro, but sometimes the really fun moments in life are fleeting. So here it is warts and all. But don't mind that - just get out onto the dance floor with Reg! It's ok: he's up to date on his shots.
When…
I must admit that those drums do rather make me want to get up and dance.
This is a great track guys!
Nope, I don't notice any warts, not even a little pimple!
Aw, we tried to make this a bit more pro, but sometimes the really fun moments in life are fleeting. So here it is warts and all. But don't mind that - just get out onto the dance floor with Reg! It's ok: he's up to date on his shots.
When…
Aw, we tried to make this a bit more pro, but sometimes the really fun moments in life are fleeting. So here it is warts and all. But don't mind that - just get out onto the dance floor with Reg! It's ok: he's up to date on his shots.
When…
Once again,, very fine,,, long ago,, people used to clear the floor also when i got up to dance,, but it wasn't because i was good, or they wanted to watch,, i think it was more out of a desire to get away from the strange guy,, ah well youth.. well done
In Argentina they say "in Argentina everything may change - except the tango", but I couldn't resist adding some percussion to this beautiful nuevo tango by Vincent Voois, composed in the style of Astor Pantaleon Piazzolla.
Check out Vincent…
Improvisation on Gon-Bops congas, while thinking of future days gone by.
4/4 180bpm.
LYRICS
A cool wind brings the fall
And the season starts to change.
Outside the sky's steel grey.
Inside my heart is too.
And I don't know how to…
Ok, so I'm just a percussionist, and if your only tool is a hammer, the entire world looks like a nail. I get it. And I also get that our songs are our children, so we should be very careful about whom we let them play with.
When I first heard…
For this Mother's Day week, a conga improvisation dedicated to Saint Monica and all the other mothers who surreptitiously provide for and incessantly pray for their children. Thanks Mom!
** this could really use a tasty melody to go with…
Faith is assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
When Faith goes to the market, it always takes a basket.
The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith and the beginning of faith is the end of anxiety. [George Mueller…
Faith is assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
When Faith goes to the market, it always takes a basket.
The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith and the beginning of faith is the end of anxiety. [George Mueller…
Faith is assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
When Faith goes to the market, it always takes a basket.
The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith and the beginning of faith is the end of anxiety. [George Mueller…
Faith is assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
When Faith goes to the market, it always takes a basket.
The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith and the beginning of faith is the end of anxiety. [George Mueller…
This is one stereo track of 6 conga drums tuned, by ear, to roughly a chromatic scale (I don't know which one - perhaps I've gone micro-tonal!) coupled with a single track of ad-lib quinto (the high drum) and a "shuffle" groove on trap-set…
Faith is assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
When Faith goes to the market, it always takes a basket.
The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith and the beginning of faith is the end of anxiety. [George Mueller…
Faith is assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
When Faith goes to the market, it always takes a basket.
The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith and the beginning of faith is the end of anxiety. [George Mueller…
Faith is assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
When Faith goes to the market, it always takes a basket.
The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith and the beginning of faith is the end of anxiety. [George Mueller…
Faith is assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
When Faith goes to the market, it always takes a basket.
The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith and the beginning of faith is the end of anxiety. [George Mueller…
Took the advice and put on the headphones. Oh yeah!
Most enjoyable!
Faith? Much better than hindsight, when you know you should have taken the basket but didn't.
Faith is assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
When Faith goes to the market, it always takes a basket.
The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith and the beginning of faith is the end of anxiety. [George Mueller…
Faith is assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen.
When Faith goes to the market, it always takes a basket.
The beginning of anxiety is the end of faith and the beginning of faith is the end of anxiety. [George Mueller…
from "the Hardest Blow" featuring vocals from Tess Savigear and solo guitar from Kavin Allenson
It’s name is sadly the same as me, without me
It cannot follow through doorways, the same way
Just saw the rainbow fall over
It’s game remembers…
from the album "the Hardest Blow" featuring vocals from Dana Detrick-Clark
I can't see your sorrow, innocent and blind
Better luck tomorrow, leave this all behind
I think I'm feeling something, but I'm not sure what it is
Maybe you could…
I asked CaptGene for something funky, trusting that a fishing guide from Babsom Park would know exactly what I was talking about. He did. The Captain knows funk.
I used to have a link to his original version here, but that is no longer available…
This is for today's Improvfriday. Being all a first pass improvisation against a drum beat - there are mistakes. I did go back and spiced up the drums just a bit. everything but the drums is my Roland GR-20
this is from last week's improvfriday and was performed on an AXiS 49 driving Kontakt's sax ensemble and jazz drum kit. The deep reverberation is on purpose.
This is an improvisation on a theme I play all the time when I sit at the keys. Sort of a warm up I've been playing for a very long time. It is very simple and I may have used it here already. My apologies.
Long drum solos aren't for everyone - I get it. Just do what many at Grateful Dead concerts did and look at it as an opportunity to go get another beer. On the other hand, if you are the sort of person who cheers at the fireworks show, I hope…
@Sis: LOL!
Sir Bedevere: There are ways of telling whether she is a witch.
---Are there? Oh well, tell us.
Sir Bedevere: Tell me. What do you do with witches?
--Burn them.
Sir Bedevere: And what do you burn, apart from witches?
--More witches.
--Wood.
Sir Bedevere: Good. Now, why do witches burn?
--...because they're made of... wood?
Sir Bedevere: Good. So how do you tell whether she is made of wood?
--Build a bridge out of her.
Sir Bedevere: But can you not also build bridges out of stone?
--Oh yeah.
Sir Bedevere: Does wood sink in water?
--No, no, it floats!... It floats! Throw her into the pond!
Sir Bedevere: No, no. What else floats in water?
--Bread.
--Apples.
--Very small rocks.
--Cider.
--Gravy.
--Cherries.
--Mud.
--Churches.
--Lead! Lead!
--A Duck.
Sir Bedevere: ...Exactly. So, logically...
--If she weighed the same as a duck... she's made of wood.
Sir Bedevere: And therefore...
...A witch!
Black Cat
Words and Music by Tharek Mokbul ( OsCKilO )
My heart will miss a beat
Each time
I see your pain
I know this is the end
But I
Will fight this tide
The battle is complete
Both sides
Have won this time
I will remember you
So proud…
Comments on Norm's stuff
Norm's overdubing percussion is a tight add on to this sweet funky Rreggy track. love it!
A great job there Norm those skins are definitely helping Reg's dance...........
I must admit that those drums do rather make me want to get up and dance. This is a great track guys! Nope, I don't notice any warts, not even a little pimple!
@ Richard: Keep dancing Richard - I'm right behind you and it's not going to be pretty.
Once again,, very fine,,, long ago,, people used to clear the floor also when i got up to dance,, but it wasn't because i was good, or they wanted to watch,, i think it was more out of a desire to get away from the strange guy,, ah well youth.. well done
I don't know how i missed this .... now where did i put those dancing shoes?........
yep yep yep...
Thank you for your nice comments,let us say that you have a lot of very interesting ideas using you percussion,here and there!
Ah the rich flavorful sound of the Conga is super:) thank you for that Norm!
Yes, like the Reg's say, excellent.
Faith is a gift, not something you can independently improve.
My basket is always half full......
I need to fix my basket. Inspirational, Norm.
excellent
Improv or not, this is really awesome.
a refreshing change up. one of my favs. forget the metronome. really like the (gong)? in the beginning too
Most excellent! Love that bit where the downbeat gets hidden for a time and then returns. Very cool!
Took the advice and put on the headphones. Oh yeah! Most enjoyable! Faith? Much better than hindsight, when you know you should have taken the basket but didn't.
Brilliant mate top job Norm. This is excellent mate.
Awesome. check this out Norm! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpfYt7vRHuY&feature=player_embedded#!
Comments made by Norm
Nice work guys! I love it.
Very strong.
Ecumenically enchanting.
Thanks Sis. Although I'm not suprised, I didn't realize that - I have now updated the credits.
Nice keys!
Brilliant!
Excellent! I don't believe that I have ever been mashed before! Many thanks!
Smooth. Love the bass.
Good one! Very nice improv.
tastey riff...
Awesome!
@Sis: LOL! Sir Bedevere: There are ways of telling whether she is a witch. ---Are there? Oh well, tell us. Sir Bedevere: Tell me. What do you do with witches? --Burn them. Sir Bedevere: And what do you burn, apart from witches? --More witches. --Wood. Sir Bedevere: Good. Now, why do witches burn? --...because they're made of... wood? Sir Bedevere: Good. So how do you tell whether she is made of wood? --Build a bridge out of her. Sir Bedevere: But can you not also build bridges out of stone? --Oh yeah. Sir Bedevere: Does wood sink in water? --No, no, it floats!... It floats! Throw her into the pond! Sir Bedevere: No, no. What else floats in water? --Bread. --Apples. --Very small rocks. --Cider. --Gravy. --Cherries. --Mud. --Churches. --Lead! Lead! --A Duck. Sir Bedevere: ...Exactly. So, logically... --If she weighed the same as a duck... she's made of wood. Sir Bedevere: And therefore... ...A witch!
Clever. Great cover.
Tight!
Love it!
Excellent.
Simply awesome.
Sweet!
Excellent! Now I don't need to run out and buy one of those Halloween CDs to play for my trick-or-treaters.
Beautiful. And appropriately titled: "Breath of Air" for a breath of fresh air...