Excellent composition full of moving feeling reflecting the heritage of Sudetenland

Interesting combination of beautiful strings and rhythmic complexity

So wonderful music my friend I really like it

a beautifully performed piece, truly professional

Awesome orchestral piece with a cinematic feel! It definitely reminds me of Alan Silvestri's film scores 🙂 There is a lot of action throughout!

cool one, i was born in breslau and raised near sudetenland

Luck

Inside a forest it sang

This piece is for a small ensemble of six instruments (flute, bass clarinet, violin, cello, piano, and percussion). It is inspired by a popular Catalan song that has precisely the same title, in Catalan "A dins d'un bosc cantava". The lyrics of the song explain that "Inside a forest a cuckoo sang with great eagerness, from the top of a towering oak, calling his companion ...".  Thus, the starting musical material has been the melody of this song. Material subjected to various transformations. The most notable is in the melodic field and has been to "chromatize" the initial diatonic melody by incorporating the necessary notes to achieve the basic melodic phrase formed by all the notes of the chromatic scale. This melodic phrase has been the effective base on which the entire work has been built. However, I have not wanted to completely dispense with the initial diatonic melody, but it also appears at different times, but with careful treatment, using the complementary musical elements to achieve a sufficiently coherent result that would overcome the possible contradiction caused by the simultaneous presence of diatonic materials and dodecaphonic materials.

Randomization is another important element that appears in composition. I have tried to present a continuous evolution of the presence of a controlled randomness, obtaining three different phases in the course of the work. The beginning has a more chaotic nature and evolves towards a much more orderly and clear-cut environment to end in the last part that takes up the more uncertain and agitated aspect of the beginning but that definitively overcomes the initial disorder.

With this approach, I wanted to achieve a music that would maintain the naive, innocent and playful character that the initial song has, but trying to make a musical rereading that was more modern and with a few more doses of complexity. All this imbued with a festive and Christmas atmosphere, which would serve to congratulate the Christmas holidays this year, which is the pragmatic reason why I wanted to compose this piece.

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Traducció al català:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1070-eXNJGZ-Kd3d4WDnGVkjw0PAMCYgi/view?usp=sharing

Traducción al castellano:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1A9tLdBA_H0Y5-PTGQ0nGve2nm6j_LC7l/view?usp=sharing

A dins d'un bosc cantava

Sur la plage, il y a des amants endormis.
Le matin pâle réveille, la mer engourdie.
Les enfants finissent, leur rêve, blottis dans leur lit.
Les dragons, et les princesses, et les chauves-souris.
Regagnent le monde secret et quittent la nuit.
Une douche, un café, mes baskets, au pied.
Alors je cours, et je cours, et je cours,
Je cours, je cours, je cours, je cours,
Sur, la jetée au loin, le soleil peint,
Les couleurs de l’amour, de l’amour.
Un, goéland tout blanc, dessine dans le ciel,
Les signes de ton retour, ton retour.
Dans, la baie un bateau, déchire le tableau,
Tout à contre-jour, contre-jour.
Un, cheval déploie, sa crinière au vent,
En partant au galop, au galop.
Les, quelques rares passants, étendent leurs ombres,
Jusqu’à Saint Malo, Saint Malo.
Le, petit bar du coin, dresse sa terrasse,
Attire les moineaux, les moineaux.
Je cours, et je cours, et je cours,  
Je cours, je cours, je cours, je cours,

Je cours

In my dreams I sometimes dive in the wide ocean or in deep water. Sometimes I find myself surrounded with sharks, sometimes I have to find my way through storms.

I always wake up very agitated after these dreams. Diving in deep water is an emotional adventure I tried to capture in this song.

Thank you, Adam, for giving it a last shape...

Matthias am Klavier

Deep Sea

Sudetenland

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Let Yourself Go 126 BPM

KRAE-   'SILKY'           _INSTRUMENTAL_

Window Of Opportunity

Hi my Friends,

It's a while ago i made a semi "Old" school Trance track,
This one was fun to make, it became longer than you are used from me, there are 3 parts, Cosmic trance , the more danceble part, and in the end a tech trance surprize ; )
I hope you enjoy the listen, i'm looking forward to your opinion :)

Have a great time in (y)our universe !

Peace,

Andreas

~ Cosmic Journey ~

A nursery rhyme to sum up the situation :)
(traduit plus bas)
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Once upon a time
Was a little thing. He thought he was divine

He was not really shy,
And wanted to rule the world, but what for ? why ?

Most of all he loved
building and spreading out, always standing above

Even though it would mean,
To uproot thousands of trees. Not really keen to be green

And then one day,
Another little thing
Appeared like that on his way, "hey !"

Fragile. No beard,
She began to speak with her words, and that was so weird

"What have you done with the birds ?"
"But what have you done with the birds ?" 

Hear it ! feel it, leave !
I don't want to live your life
Hear it ! feel it, leave !
Leave the World you're a killing knife

Since she was not so nice
He locked her in a tower so that she could think twice

But then many like him
Also joined to reach the top. They all wanted to be seen

There can be one king
So they fought until they suddenly heard a sing

It was the youngest 
Who were left  downhill from the start. All united singing just

Hear it ! feel it, leave !
We don't  want to live your life
Hear it ! feel it, leave !
Leave the World you're a killing knife

Wake up
I feel it coming
Don't you realise ?
Don't you realise ?

I'm so scared when tomorrow comes, dad
By the pains, these crashing floods

Hear it ! feel it, leave !
We don't want to live your life
Hear it ! feel it, leave !
Leave the world you're a killing knife
Hear it ! feel it, leave !
We don't want to hear more lies
Hear it ! feel it, leave !
Don't let innocence dies
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Il était une fois
Une petite chose qui pensait être divine
Il n'était pas vraiment timide,
et voulait diriger le monde, mais pour quoi faire ? Pourquoi ?
Par-dessus tout, il aimait construire et s'étendre, toujours se tenir au-dessus

Même si cela signifiait de déraciner des milliers d'arbres. 
Il n'avait pas vraiment envie d'être vert.

Et puis un jour, une autre petite chose
Est apparue comme ça sur son chemin, "hey !"

Fragile. Pas de barbe,
Elle s'est mise à parler avec ses mots, et c'était si bizarre

"Qu'as tu fait des oiseaux ?"
"Mais qu'as-tu fait des oiseaux !?" 

Entends ! Sens-le, pars !
Je ne veux pas vivre ta vie
Entends ! Sens-le, pars !
Lâches le monde, tu es un couteau meurtrier

Comme elle n'était pas très gentille
Il l'enferma dans une tour pour qu'elle y réfléchisse à deux fois

Mais alors beaucoup comme lui
Se sont joints pour atteindre le sommet. Ils voulaient tous être vus.

Il ne peut y avoir qu'un seul roi
Ils se sont donc battus jusqu'à ce qu'ils entendent soudain un chant.

C'était les plus jeunes qui avaient été laissés en bas de l'échelle dès le début.
Tous unis qui chantaient juste : 

Entends ! Sens-le, pars !
Nous ne voulons pas vivre ta vie
Entends ! Sens-le, pars !
Lâches le monde, tu es un couteau meurtrier

Réveilles toi
Je le sens venir
Tu ne te rends pas compte ?
Tu ne te rends pas compte ?

Je suis tellement effrayé par demain papa.
Par les peines, ces déluges qui nous écrasent


Entends ! Sens-le, pars !
Nous ne voulons pas vivre ta vie
Entends ! Sens-le, pars !
Lâches le monde, tu es un couteau meurtrier
Entends ! Sens-le, pars !
Nous ne voulons plus entendre de mensonges
Entends ! Sens-le, pars !
Ne laissez pas l'innocence mourir

Sudetenland

Antoine Glatard

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