Talking

Original music By: FPMORINSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin composer

ONE LINE THEME SOUDTRACK

Habanera

This instrumental piece is dedicated to those buried in the 6,000 year old chambered cairn known as Greadal Fhinn in the Scottish Highland peninsula of Ardnamurchan. In a remote windswept area (the most westerly on the British mainland)the cairn is said to be the burial place of the Viking chieftain Ketill Flatnefr ('flatnose') who fled Norway in 888 AD and became known locally as Caithil Fin. 
On his death the sagas relate the use of this ancient site as his last resting place. Who knows what ceremonies were performed there in his honour or the rites and rituals for the dead in the millennia prior to the demise of old 'Flatnose'....

Pic: the main stone 'cist' which remains of the cairn entrance - evidence also suggests there was once a large stone circle around the 22 metre burial site.

Greadal Fhinn Stomp

Original composition by Nylïa and Florian Bochkovsky

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Enchanted Dreamland (By Florian Bochkovsky X Nylïa)

My careless languorous muse refused (to take yes for a question).

Piece

Recorded in Modesto, Ca.   Featuring Godin Nylon Acoustic Guitar solo. Flute solo. Soprano Saxophone solo. Steinway Acoustic Piano Rhythm. Roland Synthesizer Bass. Full Trap Drum  set. Percussion, Timbales, Ago go Bells, Bongos. Zildjen 22" Ride & Crash Cymbal.

Stomping Grounds

Twilight

A study in orchestral writing.
Seeking the right sound and acoustics of a symphonic orchestra. This is recorded in the acoustic environment of the concert hall Vredenburg in my hometown Utrecht with IR of Altiverb. b.t.w.: Altiverb is an acoustic plugin developed also in my hometown Utrecht. 
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Study Symphonies. (Composer/performer: Ad van Nederpelt)

Written near the village of Coniston Cold, North Yorkshire, September 2025. Image of nearby Malham Cove taken by Dee Zee

Coniston Cold

MIDNIGHT CLOUDS OVER THE GARDEN

I wrote this piece from a quiet three-note idea and let it breathe. It grows, struggles for a moment, then finds its way home and leaves a little light at the end. If it holds you for four minutes, it did what it should.