Gaspar Monterde: guitars & keyboards
Mia Monterde: Transverse flute

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The Mediterranean is the largest mass grave on the planet. Migrant deaths and shipwrecks in the Central Mediterranean have multiplied.

The protagonist of the symbolic photograph of the embrace between a Red Cross volunteer and a migrant on the Tarajal beach (Ceuta, Spain), is called Abdou and is 27 years old.

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El Mediterráneo es la mayor fosa común del planeta. Las muertes y naufragios de migrantes en el Mediterráneo Central se han multiplicado

El protagonista de la simbólica fotografía del abrazo entre una voluntaria de la Cruz Roja y un migrante en la playa del Tarajal (Ceuta, España), se llama Abdou y tiene 27 años.


El Abrazo / The Embrace

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Stay Human Stop The War!

One of Nature's sweetest fragrances, rain-washed air.  What a delight and honor to join Dan-DT, Clara, and Seagull in making this fragrant aural experience, and my maiden voyage into Dan's lovely genre of French Fantasy more of which can be heard @dan-t-3.  Seagull's lovely music can be heard here @farout-music-studio.

After The Rain  (Dan-DT, Clara, David, and Seagull)

MARS 21922 Remix Vox

Happy new year 2023 !!

La piste - The snow track by Roger Tastet 01/2023
Written with Notion 6, realized with Logic Pro

All with V.S.L except Choirs with Soundiron Requiem light

La Piste (Snow track)

This is the first release of the original version of Evie's Song that I dedicate to my beautiful wife.

This version is a relatively simple piano piece that I developed and played on the piano.  From this music I composed a more complicated piano work that Liz Dicker (https://soundcloud.com/liz-dicker) so kindly performed.  You can hear that wonderful rendition by clicking this link https://soundcloud.com/liz-dicker/evie-by-christopher-larkins.

I also used this music as the main theme for the last movement of my 4th Symphony.  https://soundcloud.com/cpjl/larkins-symphony-no-4-movement-4

I hope you enjoy listening.

Evie's Song

you're wrapped up today, it's 9.10 am and -2 degrees, it's been snowing overnight, some a them's been there since before 6! you walk down familiar streets, almost drag yourself there, feeling empty of emotion and desire, ambivalence consumes your integrity,  running commentary conversations with yourself contain more contradictions and paradoxes than thought itself. Horns tooting as you pick up the pace on Coburg street, nearly there now, must show willing and a pulse of positivity. You see your uncle Derek walking the dog, he's not really your uncle, you're not too sure if that's really a dog, it is a dog though, it's jumping up at you, fuck! it's at eye level, big dog that Derek! You make a bit of small talk about the football, and the dog, there's nothing small about the dog. He doesn't agree with the strike, I should be offended, but I don't give a flying fuck, it's nice to see him, have a bit crak and even getting bulldozed by that beast of a dog didn't seem to bother me. See you then Derek, tell the family I was asking after them. Turns out I would see him on my stroll to the picket line a week later too.

Big turn out today, you're genuinely impressed and start to feel a pang of guilt that you're really not feeling it. Try to fit in, you're more like them than they are themselves, it should be a stroll in the park. You start to make conversations and mooch about a bit, you don't  see anyone that you're desperate to avoid. Gallows humour is gallowing in pride, ready to take a bite out of anyone that doesn't subscribe to their own gallant gallowness. Sharing a thought invigorates your being, you start to reminisce and replay memories of this place and anything within a 2 mile radius. Across the road there was the last place you had a proper conversation with your cousin Pirrie, he wasn't really your cousin, but it was really a conversation; not like in the hospital, that was just the odd grunt here and there, a movement or two. There's Sydney Court, your Aunty Jean lived there since the 60s or 50s?  she wasn't really your Aunty, but it was built, and she was your mams aunty, so that's pretty close. You feel a genuine appreciation for this area and the folk who dwell upon it, you dwell with them, Gateshead town, blood sweat synagogues and thieves. Walking round the picket line, soak it all up, retain it, when you get home wring it out. Group therapy plasters over the cracks, you feel so good that you self diagnose yourself with bi polar. Although time grinded it's heels towards the end, it was worth losing a day's pay, you'd pay more for a therapist, and you'd gotten a good idea for a song.

Sydney Court

my mood is changing like the weather
my spirit rising like the sea
and all the things that I once held and cherished
don't really matter that much to me

as I wander round old Gateshead town
blood sweat synagogues and thieves
I lost my cousin in the Metropole bar
his ankles hanging round his knees

there ain't a single thing
left around here no more
not even a photograph
of Sydney Court

my mind is like a patchwork dreambelt
I'm blowing hot air in then cold
for when did I become the man's 
worst nightmare
never believing what I'm told

and as I'm riding down the Sheriff's Highway
and I watch the old Tyne valley flow
getting lost on the Tuxedo Princes
man it all seemed so long ago

there ain't a single thing left around here no more
not even a photograph of Sydney Court

where did you go
where did you go

recorded at home in my 8 track, thanks for listening, very much appreciated 👍






Sydney Court

When you wake up, and your friggin flu made your voice drop to a bass...

It's time to make lemonade...or cover the great Paolo Conte.

Piano by Gideon.

We hope you'll enjoy ☀️

Via Con Me (Paolo Conte Cover - Giddy & Rob Jam)

My last track for now, based on my "Myriad Love". I wish you a good time, stay creative, keep your head up...and always be kind to each other 🤗👍🙏
THANK YOU ALL!

C U 🥰🤗

DL free 😊❤️

Myriads Of Thanks To All My Friends | LOVE YOU ❤️

Pascal Nanlohy is a pianist. In addition to numerous pop productions, he has chosen to create music that he loves. Inspired by pianists such as David Foster, Ludovico Einaudi, and Robbie Buchanan, he aims to convey nothing but music to the world that embodies love, inspiration, and wishes to take the listener into his world of music.

One Goodbye

When I write music, I try to go on a journey to feel emotions, whatever they may be.  To me, music is a celebration of life; for all the pain and suffering we may endure, it is a gift to be alive. 

I hope music can take you on journeys of your own to places where you may want to be.  Thank you for listening.

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If anyone is interested in performing any of my works, please let me know.  I have scores available for some pieces and would gladly create the score for other works.

Evie's Song

Christopher Larkins | Composer

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