Wonderful to team up with Nic Evennett again to create this work.  For more of our work as Cellar Door: 

https://soundcloud.com/cdoor   

To hear Nic's amazing solo work:

https://soundcloud.com/nicevennett

Proud to announce that this track recently played on the After Eight Show in multiple countries.

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Lyrics:

Forgotten. this morning.
it never gave fair warning.
the flowers in paper,
but I'm still water vapour.
it's okay, you tell me,
but there's nothing to quell me.
afraid of my shadow
so come again tomorrow.

Isn't it glorious?
Sincerely.
Doesn't this moment smell alive?
I saw the whole world made from petals.
I saw the reason we survive.

the clicks of deciding,
the hand that you are guiding
so dearly. So nearly
but I can't see me clearly.
I'm laying here,
you're laying here
waiting for faith to reappear.
til my lifeboat
sails from your throat.
And I hear you say...

Isn't it glorious?
Sincerely.
Doesn't this moment smell alive?
I saw the whole world made from petals.
I found the reason we survive.

Yūgen (Nic Evennett and Classical Glass as Cellar Door)

Big Shadows written for Piano Day 2023
inspired by "Go to the Limits of Your Longing" by Rainier Maria Rilke
read the poem here:  https://www.jeffchipman.com/allposts/2023/3/29/big-shadows 
www.jeffchipman.com

Big Shadows

New wars are raging, now in Gaza, I wish I could hug all the people who suffer them in first person, for all the hugs not given. Hold me close.


SI DEBO MORIR

Si debo morir, tú debes vivir para contar mi historia,  para vender mis cosas, comprar un trozo de tela y algunas cuerdas, (hazlo blanco con una cola larga) para que un niño, en algún lugar de Gaza…

mientras mira el cielo a los ojos esperando a su padre que se fue en llamas —y no te despidas de nadie, ni siquiera a su carne, ni siquiera a si mismo— Ve la cometa, mi cometa que tú hiciste, volando arriba  y piensa por un momento que un ángel está ahí, trae de vuelta el amor.

1979-2023 Refaat Alareer

Si debo morir  deja que traiga esperanza… deja que sea un cuento.

Artwork cover by aura.songs

Hold Me Close

hold me close

One of the true pleasures of living in a northern country is the occasional feeling of the warmth of the winter sun on your face. There's a word for this --apricity. A brief burst of apricity warms both the body and the spirit.

Apricity

"Faded Memories" is a piano track that tells the story of a person who, over time, retains only the positive memories of a carefree youth. The piece opens with a sweet and nostalgic melody played in a high register, evoking faded images of happy, distant moments. The light and airy tones recall days of youth, full of laughter and freedom.
The middle section introduces soft arpeggios and warm harmonies, creating an atmosphere of intimacy and reflection. Here, the music explores the deeper and more affectionate details of the memories, capturing the essence of past experiences and the emotional connections that shaped the protagonist's life. The notes follow one another like fragments of memories, each with a special meaning and unique emotional nuance.
Towards the end, the piece reprises the initial theme but with greater depth and harmonic richness, symbolizing how memories, even if faded, retain an intact beauty and purity. The track concludes with a delicate and soothing coda, leaving a feeling of peace and gratitude for the past.

Faded Memories

Pathétique: First Movement

Thank you so much Stefan, your work is very beautiful.

Arrangements and mixing by Stefan Kraft
https://soundcloud.com/stefan-kraft-123647156

Artwork by @perevilardebo.estudio www.perevilardebo.com/

People, Not Profit (remix)

At ad21, we are delighted to present Piano Whispers 01, a unique compilation celebrating Piano Day 2025 (March 29). This album brings together 51 talented pianists from around the world, each contributing their artistic vision to the neoclassical piano music landscape.

Piano Whispers 01

Calm Lake

Listen

Calm Lake - Jade Ashtangini

I just don't wanna die alone
Spent my whole life it's gone
.......
.......
I despise myself to the core
Have no reasons anymore to live for
.......
.......

A smile from a lover 
would brighten up my day
but I would never trust another
I'd only have my pride took away
I've gone way a stray
No way they'd find me here
Bury my emotions and my tears with my fears

I just don't wanna die alone
Spent my whole life it's gone
.......
.......
I despise myself to the core
Have no reasons anymore to live for
.......
.......

die alone

Sing in Blue  for the Voice of the Sea….    

Like a bird on the road, that has flown too far
feathers stiff, stuck in the gun-metal tar
like a ship out to sea where the people have fled
leaving food warm and waiting, words left to be said

I went walking one day on the turn of the tide    
felt a seeping of blood warming up from inside
Sing in Blue Sing in Blazing, in Sky Colours too
for the voice of the sea holds a memory true

There are faces there dreaming, just beyond reach
voices crooning in golden on a dream-shadow beach
It’s a calling, a drawing, it’s a pink spiral shell
whisper ocean, I hear you in a far away bell

I went walking one day on the turn of the tide    
felt a seeping of blood warming up from inside
Sing in Blue Sing in Blazing, in Sky Colours too
for the voice of the sea holds a memory true

Draw in deeper my darling, draw in wild, draw in wet
for there’s things here a-thriving, that you’ve tried to forget
And they watch as you pass, your body moves by
The yellow-head gannet slides clean through the sky
to the belly of sea and the beat of the sun
running faster we dance as the water colours run..

I went walking one day on the turn of the tide    
felt a seeping of blood warming up from inside
Sing in Blue Sing in Blazing, in Sky Colours too
for the voice of the sea holds a memory true

This is essentially an acoustic track – I was in a bit of a ‘dark celtic’ mode and I’ve been exploring how to play a wooden bass recorder (plus descant and alto) and have also included the ocean as an instrument… I recorded the waves/gulls on the beach where I originally wrote the song – how’s that for synergy??   it was a tricky mix I can tell you!!  The cello added some more grunt… well,  no synths in this piece!!  
That big recorder sure takes a lot of air to play it… but I love that hooty haunting sound… what do you think?  


Sing In Blue... for The Voice Of The Sea

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Remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

Oblivion Inevitable

“A painter paints pictures on canvas but musicians paint their pictures on silence.” -  Leopold Stokowski

A member of Cellar Door which you can find here: https://soundcloud.com/cdoor

"The most powerful and magical language is music. The reason for this is that music is the original language. Music is not ornamented poetry, and poetry is not ornamented prose. Poetry is fallen music, and prose is fallen poetry. Prose is not the original language; it is poetry made practical. Even poetry is not the original language; it is music made speakable, it is the words of music separated from their music. In the beginning was music." (Peter Kreeft, Philosophy of Tolkien)