Mysterious, a little unsettling but gorgeous. 👏👏

beautiful composition with a rich and original musical texture. Congrats Bruce !

A truely vivid and diverse composition - from the dark intro to the delightful Spanish guitar tunes. You really impressively show your rich skillset here. And truely a cool idea to "translate" painters styles into music. Although I would consider music (and in particular one that is so skillful as yours) also as art, which makes the series title a bit intricate to understand. For me something like "Imagery expressed in music" would maybe work even better :-). Chapeau to that track!

very beautiful orchestration and your composition travels me to the past❤️

Daily Drops

Hands

I hope to someday finish animation I started years ago of flamingos in the rain dancing to this song.

Synth harp, guitars, clarinet, cellos, and bass set to hit hop, conga, and bongo beats at a tango’s pace of 70 bpm. Rain audio recorded live in December 2023.

I wrote an extended version of this track more than a decade ago during a time I was experiencing intense physical pain. As I fled inwardly into creativity to escape, this music narrated the discovery of a quiet harbor from pain.

Later I became amused watching a wildlife documentary of flamingos and their mating dance. As they marched together in step, abruptly turning their heads and beaks known as head flagging to an unknown beat accentuating their synchronized rhythm, I imagined flamingos dancing the tango. Initially I had ambitions to create an animated short with Tango In The Rain as the soundtrack. With time constraints, I leaned more toward the immediacy of digital music-making than animation and discovered pain relief in the process. And as a fan of old movies, this tune evolved into my fantasy score for a different Singin' in the Rain type of musical of animated dancing flamingos.

I hope the music takes you to your own safe harbor, hopefully a place of grace, comfort, and peace. My best wishes to you.

Tango In The Rain

www.CreativeSpiritOnline.com: "Like all of Brooks’s works, 'Airs & Recitations' is a virtuosic construction of densely complex rhythms and rigorous, dissonant pitch combinations. The marvel of it is: there’s tenderness and expressive lyricism packed into his highly organized musical language."

“Airs and Recitations” was completed in December, 2022 in Fairview, TX. The work is in three movements: Andante con moto, Largo espressivo, and Andante con brio.  Performance time is about 18 minutes. Printed and electronic copies of the score and instrumental parts are available for purchase from www.CreativeSpiritOnline.com.

About this recording:
The present virtual recording was produced using Finale 27.3 and the Garritan
n Personal Orchestra 5 virtual instrument library. For the best listening experience, high quality headphones are recommended. This recording was mastered by EMastered. EMastered.com/profile/robtjbrooks

"Airs and Recitations" is an approximate transcription of the composer's seventh piano sonata, also posted here on SoundCloud.

Instrumentation:
    Flute, Oboe, English Horn, Clarinet, Bass Clarinet, Bassoon, Horn, Trumpet, Bass Trombone, and Strings

Performance notes:
•	Tempo, expression, and dynamic markings should be strictly observed.
•	There is no key signature. Accidentals apply to the end of the measure or to the note or notes tied over the measure, and only to notes of the same pitch class, in the same octave.
•	Hairpin pairs (e.g.: mp <>, mf ><) indicate a temporary volume change of one dynamic level.
•	Passages marked  fff  or ppp  indicate playing as loudly and as quietly as possible, respectively.
•	Double-bass “C-extension” is required.

Contact information: 
Robert John Brooks,  Fairview, Texas USA
Email: robtjbrooks@yahoo.com
Web: www.CreativeSpiritOnline.com
Web: eMastered.com/profile/robtjbrooks

Engraving by the composer
Artwork by the composer
Copyright 2022

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Airs and Recitations - Fantasy for 9 Soloists and Strings (Now published at Creative Spirit Online)

As each November approaches I try to make my own little Remembrance-time tribute.  Seems more relevant as each year passes...

Following the huffing and puffing empire lunacy in the summer of 1914, the next four years would see 40 million casualties, half of them deaths and of those, half were civilian.  

40 million.

40 million tales of poignancy, pain, grief and human tragedy, through times that can often seem littered with coincidence, symmetries …. bookends and mirrors.

In the Military Cemetery of St Symphorien near Mons rests John Parr.  At only five foot three inches and several years under age he (amazingly) managed to enlist in 1912 - hoping to see the world, and get the advertised “two square meals” a day.  He was the first British Army casualty, killed in the battle of Mons aged just 17, his body left behind, fate unknown until much later in the conflict;  the army unable to answer his mother’s letters of enquiry about her “silent” son.

By pure coincidence, John lies just a few yards from the last British soldier to die in the great war.  George Ellison served for four long years including at the same first battle of Mons as John, and most of the famously grinding, attritional infantry battles of the conflict.  His working life bookended by military service, George had first enlisted in 1902, leaving the army in 1912, just as John joined, he became a coal miner, re-enlisting at the outbreak of war to dig mud not coal and fight from trenches he helped excavate.  George was killed just 90 minutes before the armistice took effect at 11:00 on the 11th day of the 11th month.  The futility of the conflict was cruelly illustrated by the fact that George’s war had started and ended at exactly the same place, Mons in Belgium.  They had literally gone nowhere.

As a postscript to progress since "the war to end all wars" the human race is currently reckoned to be engaged in 7 major wars, 15 significant ongoing conflicts and 21 “minor” conflicts (the latter defined as up to "only” 1000 deaths per year).  By way of another macabre bookend, the longest of these has been going on, unbelievably, since the year .... 1918.

As always, this simple ballad is offered as a live one mic one take effort - please excuse the fluffs and gaffes.
_______________________

Bookends and Mirrors

Sun turned cold ‘cross every sky in the summer of ‘14
The Good Lord shook his head, and he placed it in his hands
Braided declarations flying, whose like was never seen
Lunatics in feathers stockpiled lead, bagged their sand.
Slapstick Mephistopheles, unleashing of his flame
Spiral minds lobotomised in the waltz of the insane
Simple lives unknowing of the mud that would become
A mirror in the resting place of two Holy Mother’s sons.

Signed the line, five years young, fingers crossed behind his back
Chance to see the world, grab a future, two square meals.
At 17, John’s angels sung, first to fall in dawn’s attack
Abandoned and forgotten, deaf to all his ma’s appeals.
Never knew the miner, his bookend pal to be
Fighting down the line, many battles that he’d see
Full four years in trenches, George’s hell lived through them all
Cruelty was smiling wide at England’s last to fall.

In service time they travelled nowhere, nothing to achieve
Embracing 40 million weeping mothers left to grieve
The crime of puffing chest bravado beggared to believe
Hall of mirrors seeping others’ blood of the innocent naive.

Now John and George lie facing each to seek their mirrored peace
Raise my eyes and brim a tear for the lessons never learned
Pray God, don’t ever let them know man’s insanity but increased
The war to end all wars a mere sequel oft’ returned 
By comedies of leathered fools stuck on infinite repeat
Bemedalled and bejewelled, they prosecute their moral defeat
But here, on sallow turf twixt heroes, broken mirror in my broken hand
Met by my own broken eyes, I still fail to understand.
_________
Photo by Michael Yuan on Unsplash

Bookends and Mirrors

A fusion of composition and live playing meld together, leading to the Trojan sound. The pianist and original composer (Sunyata) teases with a variety of ascending and descending runs. Intertwined we meld our guitars. Chris's arrangement, slow attack chords and Sunyata's double bass keep the pace lively & creative.

Cover art.  Sunyata  (Cairns Australia)

Trojan Mule

Part 4 of my "All Hope Is Lost" mini track series.
The world is broken and all hope is lost but still the nomad wanders, into territories unknown he escaped but not without sin, now longing and searching for salvation...

Salvation

Godiamoci la vita finché siamo giovani, diceva un noto inno goliardico.
In proposito, credo che l'amore renda giovani in ogni tempo, e, quando l'età è cambiata, aiuti comunque a vivere con ritrovata giovinezza.
E mi piace anche pensare che se c'è l'amore la notte è lontana. 

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La notte è lontana 

Se l'amore è una luce 
Alla fine della notte
È il sapore di un fiore 
Il calore di un sole 

Se l'amore è una nota 
Che può far rumore 
Musica che suona libera 

Baciami 
Dimentica tutto 
Quello che non va 
La notte è lontana
Ma presto o tardi arriverà 

Se l'amore in un sogno
Ha un corpo di donna
Che mi ruba il pudore
Per farmi volare 

E somiglia una nota
Anche se fa rumore
Musica che suona libera 

Baciami 
Dimentica tutto
Quello che non va 
La notte è lontana
Ma presto o tardi arriverà 



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La notte è lontana

La Notte È Lontana

Rich man, welcome to the club!
Cast of characters:

RIch O'Brien-- @rich-obrien -- composition, intro guitar solo

TexMex Shaman–@texmex-shaman –Stephen– third guitar solo  

J.J. Terrell–@j-j-terrell -- Clave and organ

K2 and the Three [and the Four]--@k2andthe3, @k2-kara –Ken–drums, production, and mix

Llanpsych–@llanpsych –Tez–final guitar solo

Entheogenic Psychonaught (Josh Clary)–@josh-clary-1–four-string fretless bass and second guitar solo

This song started as a full composition on all instruments by Rich. He asked Josh if he'd be interested in a collaboration with it. Josh jumped at the chance to share it with the Eclectic Collective. So, he invited the gang to join in, replacing most of the original instrumentation, and adding some new. 
     After Ken had added his driving, foundational drums, Josh added his bass to match. JJ soon after cranked up the funk-o-meter by adding his clave and screaming organ. Then, Josh added a guitar solo, which comes in right after Rich's intro. Stephen was up next with his badass licks in the third solo. Then Tez got a hold of it, and ripped a hole in the ether with his guitar in the last solo.
  Ken was generous enough to produce and mix this for us. And what an outstanding job he did, too. We hope you enjoy listening to this song as much as we enjoyed making it.

Bottled Lightning-Eclectic Collective

Art Expressed in Music – Goya's Visions
January 2024
Duration: 3:30
Listen to the Playlist: soundcloud.com/bruce-klepper-1/sets/art-expressed-in-music-i
Remix of Córdoba, by Isaac Albéniz, with original composition.
Painting: section of the Pilgrimage to the Fountain of San Isidro (completed 1821 – 1823), painted on the plaster walls of Goya's house and later transferred to canvas.
Francisco José de Goya y Lucientes (March 30th, 1746 – April 16th, 1828) was a Spanish romantic painter and printmaker  He is considered the most important Spanish artist of the late 18th and early 19th centuries.  His paintings, drawings, and engravings reflected contemporary historical upheavals and influenced important 19th and 20th century painters. Goya became a court painter to the Spanish Crown in 1786 and this early portion of his career is marked by portraits of the Spanish aristocracy and royalty.  Although Goya's letters and writings survive, little is known about his thoughts. He had a severe and undiagnosed illness in 1793 that left him deaf, after which his work became progressively darker and pessimistic. His later easel and mural paintings, prints and drawings appear to reflect a bleak outlook on personal, social and political levels.  In 1807, Napoleon led the French army into the Peninsular War against Spain. Goya remained in Madrid during the war, which seems to have affected him deeply. Although he did not speak his thoughts in public, his feelings can be inferred from his “Disasters of War' series of prints.  Other works from his mid-period include the “Caprichos and Los Disparates” etching series, and a wide variety of paintings concerned with insanity, mental asylums, witches, and religious and political corruption.  His late period culminates with the “Black Paintings” of 1819–1823, applied on oil on the plaster walls of his house, the Quinta del Sordo (House of the Deaf Man) where, disillusioned by political and social developments in Spain, he lived in near isolation. Goya eventually abandoned Spain in 1824 to retire to the French city of Bordeaux. Following a stroke that left him paralyzed on his right side, Goya died and was buried on April 16th, 1828 at the age of 82.
For piano, guitar,oboe d'Amore, english horn, heckelphone, bassoon, virtual voices, tubular bells, timpani and percussion.

Art Expressed In Music - Goya's Visions

"Genova per noi" is a song written by Paolo Conte in 1975, and first performed by Bruno Lauzi.
It's a dedication to the city of Genoa, the song describes the impressions of Piedmontese who go to Genoa, that is, the relationships of race, attitude and temperament between neighbours in the region.

It's also strikingly reminiscent of this Welsh country bumpkin's impressions of the "big city".

The guitar was played by my son Gideon. We hope you'll enjoy!

Lyrics

Con quella faccia un po' così
Quell'espressione un po' così
Che abbiamo noi prima di andare a Genova
Che ben sicuri mai non siamo
Che quel posto dove andiamo
Non c'inghiotte e non torniamo più

Eppur parenti siamo un po'
Di quella gente che c'è lì
Che in fondo in fondo è come noi, selvatica
Ma che paura ci fa quel mare scuro
Che si muove anche di notte e non sta fermo mai

Genova per noi
Che stiamo in fondo alla campagna
E abbiamo il sole in piazza rare volte
E il resto è pioggia che ci bagna
Genova, dicevo, è un'idea come un'altra

Ma quella faccia un po' così
Quell'espressione un po' così
Che abbiamo noi mentre guardiamo Genova
Ed ogni volta l'annusiamo
E circospetti ci muoviamo
Un po' randagi ci sentiamo noi

Macaia, scimmia di luce e di follia
Foschia, pesci, Africa, sonno, nausea, fantasia
E intanto, nell'ombra dei loro armadi
Tengono lini e vecchie lavande
Lasciaci tornare ai nostri temporali
Genova ha i giorni tutti uguali

In un'immobile campagna
Con la pioggia che ci bagna
E i gamberoni rossi sono un sogno
E il sole è un lampo giallo al parabrise

Con quella faccia un po' così
Quell'espressione un po' così
Che abbiamo noi che abbiamo visto Genova
Che ben sicuri mai non siamo
Che quel posto dove andiamo
Non c'inghiotte e non torniamo più

English

With that face a bit like that
That expression is a bit like that
Which we have before going to Genoa
That we are never very sure
That's where we go
It doesn't swallow us up and we never come back

Yet we are somewhat relatives
Of those people there
Who deep down is like us, wild
But how scary that dark sea makes us
Which also moves at night and never stays still

Genoa for us
That we are at the bottom of the countryside
And we rarely have the sun in the square
And the rest is rain that soaks us
Genoa, I was saying, is an idea like any other

But that face is a bit like that
That expression is a bit like that
Which we have while we look at Genoa
And every time we smell it
And we move cautiously
We feel a little stray

Macaia, monkey of light and madness
Mist, fish, Africa, sleep, nausea, fantasy
And meanwhile, in the shadows of their closets
They keep linens and old lavender
Let us return to our storms
Genoa has all the same days

In a countryside property
With the rain that drenches us
And the red prawns are a dream
And the sun is a yellow flash at the parabrise

With that face a bit like that
That expression is a bit like that
Which we have who have seen Genoa
That we are never very sure
That's where we go
It doesn't swallow us up and we never come back

Genova Per Noi (Paolo Conte / Bruno Lauzi Cover - Giddy & Rob Jam)

I’m not the kind of guy who wants to settle down.
I’m not the kind of guy who wants to stick around.
But when you call my name asking me to come
I run and I run and I run straight back to you.  I run and I run and I run.

I’m trying not to let you carry out your plan.
To turn me into a domesticated man
But when you call my name asking me to come
I run and I run and I run straight back to you.  I run and I run and I run.

I was just another fish swimming in the sea.
The you reeled me in an made a meal of me.
I was a like dog with no home who was running wild all alone
I was living my life wild and free and like animal control you came and captured me.
Now you’ve got you in your shelter and you’re taking good care of me. 
Your passion makes me swelter but sometimes I wanna be free. 

I’ll be your private Casanova tonight.
I’ll do and say all the things that will make you feel just right.
But when you call my name asking me to come
I’ll run and I’ll run, and I’ll run straight back to you.  I’ll run and I’ll run and I’ll run.

Composition and Sampling collage by Synline
This song is scheduled to be included in the new album 'Portraits'.

One More Time

Saturday Evening

thank god and D.J. Trump

Thank God And D.J.Trump # 1 (1), Gene Jumper,( Original ) Music By: Norm Evans

20 - 5-2024

Recharge before your adventure begins tomorrow

https://open.spotify.com/track/7nQblYPYvxb2fdSDMpKbw5?si=e02c06b873a94006

Melody by Candlelight

Heavy Punk Rock 'n' Roll band turns into Synthwave nowadays! Brand NEW album "Ultraviolet Cosmos" available NOW!

Mysterious, Magical, Music is Wonderful!  Thanks for visiting!  Please feel free to share my music.  Enjoy!

Bruce Klepper is a Colorado based composer with thousands of listeners worldwide. Klepper studied music composition in the 1970's and received a degree in music composition and theory.  After writing music for many years and starting a tech company based in Colorado, Klepper retired in 2014 from business so he could devote myself to his true passion, composing music. Klepper's music premiered in Carnegie Hall, September 2022.  Klepper writes music in a number of different styles, including contemporary classical music, jazz, soundscapes using field recordings, ambient music, and ballet music.  Klepper has been composing music for Danse Etoile Ballet (www.danseetoile.org) since 2016. Klepper has been collaborating with Parlando School of Musical Arts (www.parlando.org) faculty Britta De Groot and Sergei Govorov for over a year now, composing and arranging new music for the dynamic piano and saxophone duo to premier around the United States. Klepper's music can be heard on all major streaming platforms, including Spotify, Apple Music, YouTube, and SoundCloud. 

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Art Expressed In Music - Goya's Visions

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