Name: Triste by Bruno Rodenbach in serenity
Duration: 3 min 41 s
Description: usually I run from feelings of pain and sadness. Sometimes I have the courage to be present with this fearful emotion and feel the pain. Strangely enough, that is precisely when a form of healing takes place.

the ascending piano-phrase and the sadly cello-melody are a wonderful contrast. Later the lowstrings give a fine grounding sound.

serenity

 I had the pleasure and the luck to listen the wonderful piano melodies of Dirk Maassen and I was immediatly inspired, and thanks to him I finally bought my new mics :P
Thank you Dirk  for this wonderful collaboration.
More wonderful Music from Dirk: https://soundcloud.com/ascoltadi

photo by: www.flickr.com/photos/frametaker/

Dirk Maassen with Luliby - Afterglow

I had a couple of collabs with Ivan Ujevic (https://soundcloud.com/iohannes) before, adding ambient piano to his magnificent ambient guitar. The very recent one was just a couple of days ago: https://soundcloud.com/iohannes/elegy-no-3-ft-milana-zilnik
Same time Ivan asked me if I can play the solo piano version of the piece. He didn't have the note sheet so I asked if it's ok to just interpret the piece with an improvisation rather than trying to follow the original composition precisely. Ivan gave his approval and we recorded this interpretation by "cutting" the original into 5-10 seconds parts and improvising on each of them separately, then merging everything into one piece.

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Elegy No3 by Ivan Ujevic - piano interpretation by Milana

Pneuma

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Nothing Now

More on Naviar Haiku: https://www.naviarrecords.com/naviarhaiku565-springtime-woods/

Forest of Slumber

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Veins of Hedon (Shortened)

We all have hopes and dreams and items on our bucket list
And sometimes we go to bat and we swing and we miss
It’s easy to get discouraged and find an excuse to quit
It’s easy to walk away and decide not to commit

If every day you wake up and you rinse and you repeat
And you play the same old song with the same old tired beat
It’s time to shake things up
It’s time to stir the pot
It’s time to dust off your dreams and give it your best shot

Sometimes it feels like the world is spinning out of control
You try to make the world a better place but you keep digging a deeper hole
Sometimes it feels like the game is rigged and the odds are stacked against you
And you’re not sure you want to take a bite cause it’s more than you can chew

You can try to be an ant, or you can try to be a grasshopper 
But maybe it’s better to be somewhere in between

Food clothing and shelter
Once those needs are satisfied
Some people just like to kick back and enjoy the ride

Some people don’t know when to stop
They just want more and more

Sometimes you just gotta keep on slogging through the mud
And think happy thoughts as you try to ignore the crud
Hold your breath and try your best not to notice the bad smell
Pretend that you’re in heaven when it feels like you’re in hell

If every day you wake up and you rinse and you repeat
And you play the same old song with the same old tired beat
It’s time to shake things up
It’s time to stir the pot
It’s time to dust off your dreams and give it your best shot

You gotta stir the pot, you gotta stir the pot, sometimes you gotta stir the pot.

Stir The Pot

Poetry and Concept:  (Peter: 1234567890) @soundcloud.com/user-264930040/tracks
Arrangement & Production: @david-dunhamuser589535203
Piano Accompaniment: Debra Buesking
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The first time I heard these words from Peter I was getting ready for the day....looking in the mirror.  I could have written this.  I might have chosen different words but the sentiment was definitely the same. And so I decided that since my hair has gone decidedly gray maybe today would be a good day to update my profile photo.   I celebrate rather than lament the passing of time.

Thank you, Peter, for the honor of letting me embellish your words with my piano. And thank you, David, for your wonderful insight and creativity in production.  
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.... Inspired By Mr. Pärt's Spiegels (1234567890/Peter aka @user-264930040)

Dear God, just look at the state of you - what the hell happened?
Did time do that all by itself?
Chiselled and scraped with gentle, temporal strength?
Yesterdays now patterned well with telling tales of wear and tear.
Always took such good care that you ticked every health kick box
But all the ticks collect their tocks, bundling up the time we thought was dangling spare.

And wrinkly skin comes out to play, crafting plots with crumpled neurons badly frayed, and
Liver spots about the edges worn of happy recollections,
Waltzed away, invisible to the swinging of that penduled clock.
Take your eyes off it for just a minute and you’ve lost a day,
And then a decade’s worth of wry reflections,
Lovingly to fold them up and let them lie in memory’s pocket.

Those lines that contour of your brow, a biography of creases now
And all cut down so very deep.
Each epidermal void crevasse life’s stylus tracks a scratching past
Evinces of a record no mortal hard re-format could delete.
And of your eyes, sallow yellowed at the margins, framed by corvid feet
Rigid-set to well outlast whatever bargained span of life your good Lord deems replete.

As if your face lampoons of age itself, wrecked and bent
Of scars that trace minutiae, carved in master sculptors’ stone
And none too soon, for just that task and that alone, recording compressed of the past..
We both know well which ones are smiles and which the pain that heaven sent,
The former few, soft of the flesh, the many others sunk unto the very bone,
The harshest welt of any sole upon the universal cobbler’s last.

But does it help to so reflect, or but to hurry time’s neglect?
Of such consideration circles wrapped in worry tearing down
All edifice of self respect, the towering pit of pity comes once more to town,
Parades a circus fine of talents, self deprecating jestered clowns
And galloping horses all the while stampede about the rounded ropes
Vespered peace forever sought, just out of reach, concedes of futile, now confounded hopes.

So what of forward self projection, folding the creases back behind
And out of sight to speculation on future solaced peace of mind?
Perhaps again the crashing wall of fast reality, solid bricked
Determines upward focus but to fall, as if to gravity’s grounded truth
Tricked of consequential solitude, rimed of age, aching of the aged sick
No respite there nor rectitude as once you found in torrid youth.

But perhaps I’m speaking out of turn and out of place,
For though your memories sear and burn as if to carbonise some worthwhile trace of validity
On that unholy visage lit by lives lived long before….
It matters not and changes nought, not a jot nor yet a thought
For you and I know better than to seek a settled score from comment fair
After all, you are I, staring back at me from the mirror mounted there.

.... Inspired By Mr. Pärt's Spiegels . 1234567890 with help from Dunham & Buesking

Live Video: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nvr7fhTi4Mk
New album: https://milana.bandcamp.com/album/spirit-of-journey
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Please enjoy my improvisational tribute for one of the maestros - for Bach. I appreciate subscriptions to my YouTube channel ;-)

I'd also like to announce the upcoming release (18th of December!) of my 4th original piano album "Spirit of Journey". The album will be available as a digital album on iTunes, Amazon, Spotify etc. 

The album is available on BandCamp already, both as a digital album and on CD! I will gladly sign the first ordered copies :) https://milana.bandcamp.com/album/spirit-of-journey

Whenever I start improvising, I am taken on a journey. Melodies and harmonies constantly move and while they do, they let me create scenes from places I've never been to. Yet, the music has the spirit that unites and translates all of that to the listener. 

I invite you to share the spirit of this journey with me. This piano album is about a constant movement, dynamic rhythms and rich harmonies on the edge of jazz and rock. Cinematic soundtracks will take you to mysterious gardens, detective stories, a maze of surreal dreams and a moonlight stroll. 

With huge thanks to my husband and family. They are my own spirit, my journey, my music. 

Yours, 
M.

For Bach

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"For Bach" by Milana (Acoustic, Live Video)

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Serenade-Franz Schubert

written and recorded june 2012 by andrew salvner / beats by bosmink
4-track - trk1-beats / trk2-bass guitar / trk3-piano / trk4-bassoon

this result wasn’t intended.   musically it was, but the vocal thing just kind of happened.  this is easily the longest song I’ve released here.   (cheers and high fives to those who make it through)   i made a pretty good mess of them…but the beats and cool noises belong to bosmink.  All praise and thanks to bryce for dropping beats on me.

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ketchup on your pretzels

https://open.spotify.com/track/5DPqWGNMo4WMjY4CHI9tQ8?si=176ef7f7e1bb48e0
In the palaces of the otherworld, through the autumn, the signal sounded - everything disappeared, only the forest and night remained...
В чертогах иномирья,сквозь осени врата сигнал пробил - исчезло все,остался только лес и ночь...
МЫ ИДЁМ ПО ГРИБЫ

МЫ ИДЁМ ПО ГРИБЫ

МЫ ИДЁМ ПО ГРИБЫ

...

TONIGHT!
2R
...

МЫ ИДЁМ ПО ГРИБЫ

МЫ ИДЁМ ПО ГРИБЫ

МЫ ИДЁМ ПО ГРИБЫ

...

ANGST!

...

THIS IS MUSHROOMS SIGNAL

...

TONIGHT!

tHIS IS MUSHROOMS SIGNAL!

...

ANGST!

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Dolbania - The Mushroom Signal

Timeless devotional classics to rejuvenate and heal the mind, body and soul.

Catch my other Kirtan playlist on Spotify:

https://spotify.link/3gzeJMx5bIb



Music floats in the universe; sometimes I receive some :-). I'm lucky to make music for myself, other people, theater, film, TV, radio, websites, apps. You can contact me via bruno_rodenbach@hotmail.com
See my voice liberation work: www.singyoursoul.be
And ... don't forget to sing your soul! :-)

Triste

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