Vicente Bueso and Oddrun Eikli
Poem: Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886)
Keyboards, programming, all instruments: Vicente Bueso https://soundcloud.com/scienceteheran
Voice, Photo: Oddrun Eikli

Thank you from my heart Vicente, thank you so much for this collaboration. It`s a Joy to work with you. 

Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886) was an American poet. Little known during her life, she has since been regarded as one of the most important figures in American poetry.

If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.

Poem. Science Teheran and Oddrun Eikli

Oddrun Eikli, vocal; Chuck Weirich,@chuck-weirich fluegelhorn; Aleck Rand, @aleckrand, guitar, keyboard, bass.
Thank you so much Aleck (Dean)and Chuck.  It`s such a JOY to collaborate with you two :)

"Que reste-t-il de nos amours ?" What Remains of Our Loves?  This song was first recorded by the French female singer Lucienne Boyer in 1942. Music by Léo Chauliac and Charles Trenet and lyrics by Charles Trenet. A version of the song with English lyrics entitled "I Wish You Love" is recognizable by the opening line "I wish you bluebirds, in the spring".

I Wish You Bluebirds in the Spring.  Aleck Rand, Chuck Weirich, Oddrun Eikli

Prayer

I hope that if I have known how to fill this track with sun, it will give you the sensation of burning your feet with the hot sand of the brazilian beaches.
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Composed & produced by Chivicke
HomeStudio Productions ©2024
Photo: cottonbro-studio

Bossa para Uma Menina Triste

Bossa Para Uma Menina Triste

"Halo Bias" is a solo piano piece that captures the mysterious and intricate nature of cosmic phenomena. The composition opens with a soft, resonant motif, evoking the vastness of space and the subtle beauty of dark matter halos. The initial theme is ethereal and contemplative, inviting the listener into a realm of quiet wonder.

As the piece unfolds, it introduces more complex harmonies and rhythmic patterns, mimicking the gravitational clustering and the dynamic interplay of celestial bodies. The music crescendos and decrescendos, creating waves of tension and release, much like the ebb and flow of cosmic structures forming and evolving.

The middle section features a series of cascading arpeggios, symbolizing the intricate dance of galaxies within dark matter halos. These arpeggios are both delicate and powerful, highlighting the contrast between the immense scale of the universe and the fine details of its underlying patterns.

Towards the end, the piece returns to its initial motif, but with a richer and fuller texture, reflecting the growth and complexity of the structures over time. The final notes fade gently, leaving a lingering sense of awe and curiosity about the vast cosmos. "Halo Bias" is a musical journey through the cosmos, blending scientific inspiration with artistic expression to create a deeply moving and contemplative experience.

Halo Bias

Déclin

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/RVOcoq2FZPA

Texte : Sanzen
Chant : Baie des Anges
Musique : Alain Illos

J'ai retrouvé le goût, 
la force de vouloir.
 Revenu des confins, 
des ciels brouillés...

Voleur de mots,
je me suis enfui
En quête de fleurs rares, 
de plages où je languis.

Et j'invente un pays
qui me ressemble.
Fait de soleil et d'océan. 
De parfums qui embaument

J'ajoute mes mots,
aux voix qui psalmodient. 
Enfin, je sens ce que je suis.
 La divine comédie...

Et j'invente une vie 
qui me ressemble, 
un paradis.

Revenu des confins,
voleur de mots, amoureux... 
Je sais qu'il est trop tard,
 pour être heureux.

Et mon âme en déclin 
et mon coeur fatigué. 
Et les soleils mouillés
 et les plus rares fleurs

Et j'invente une vie 
qui me ressemble,
un paradis.
Voleur de mots, 
enchantent mon âme...

Déclin avec Baie des Anges

DESILLUSION     (translation after the French text)
Chant : Karine 
Paroles et musique : Alain Illos 

ON SE LAISSAIT GUIDER PAR LE VENT
AU MONDE PERDU DES REVES D'ENFANT
ON REVAIT
QUE L'ARRIVÉE D'UN PERSONNAGE
QUI PARTAGERAIT SES PRINTEMPS
POURRAIT BRISER TOUS LES SERMENTS
ET QU'ON NE VERRAIT PLUS SOUVENT
LES NUAGES

ON SE LAISSAIT PORTER PAR DES ERREURS
DES MESSAGES FLOUS DE NOS RANCOEURS
ON SENTAIT
QUE LA ROUTE SERAIT COURTE MAIS BELLE
A CONDITION D'Y ACCEDER
NE FAIRE QUE DES CHOIX PERSONNEL
MONTER LES MARCHES POUR ACCEDER  
AUX NUAGES

DES FLOTS DE SENTIMENTS
DES DESILLUSIONS DES PEINES
PARFOIS UNE LUEUR SOUDAINE
NOUS PROMENE
D'UN BOUT À L'AUTRE D'UNE VIE.

Desillusion

WE LET OURSELVES BE GUIDED BY THE WIND
TO THE LOST WORLD OF CHILDHOOD DREAMS
WE REVEALED
THAT THE ARRIVAL OF A CHARACTER
WHO WOULD SHARE HER SPRINGS
COULD BREAK ALL OATHS
AND WE'D NEVER SEE
THE CLOUDS


WE'D LET OURSELVES BE CARRIED ALONG BY MISTAKES
BLURRED MESSAGES OF OUR RESENTMENTS
WE FELT
THAT THE ROAD WOULD BE SHORT BUT BEAUTIFUL
AS LONG AS WE GOT THERE
MAKING ONLY PERSONAL CHOICES
CLIMB THE STEPS TO REACH  
TO THE CLOUDS

FLOODS OF FEELINGS
DESILLUSIONS SORROWS
SOMETIMES A SUDDEN GLOW
PROMISES US
FROM ONE END OF A LIFE TO THE OTHER.

Désillusion  avec Karine

Merveilles. (translated after the French text)

Vidéo : https://youtu.be/szflIdLROGY

Texte:      Sanzen
Chant :     Orelya
Musique : Alain Illos

Moi, je vais devant moi, 
tant que je vois le ciel.
Que je pense et que j'aime,
 l'air, les fleurs, le sel.
Un brin d'herbe tressaille, 
au sommet des collines.
Et dans le ciel vaste,
c'est mon coeur qui défaille.
Quand nous étions amants, 
quand nous étions aimants, 
sous le ciel lourd d'octobre, 
quand la nature se change.
Et je vois, dans les prés, 
la splendide fraîcheur. 
Et flotte dans le vent, 
les images délivrées.
Moi, je vais devant moi, tant que je vois le ciel. Je fais un pas de plus, l'air, les fleurs, le sel.
Solo
Les brins d'herbe qui tressaillent, 
la céleste harmonie.
Quand la nature se change, 
quand je pense et que j'aime.
Quand nous étions amants, 
au sommet des collines.
Que dans le ciel vaste,
nous voyions des merveilles.

Wonders

I go ahead, 
as long as I can see the sky.
That I think and love,
 the air, the flowers, the salt.
A blade of grass twitches, 
on the hilltops.
And in the vast sky,
it's my heart that falters.
When we were lovers, 
when we were loving, 
under the heavy October sky, 
when nature changes.
And I see, in the meadows, 
the splendid freshness. 
And floating in the wind, 
delivered images.
I go ahead, 
as long as I can see the sky.
 I take one more step, 
the air, the flowers, the salt.
Solo
The twitching blades of grass,
 celestial harmony.
When nature changes, 
when I think and love.
When we were lovers, on hilltops.
 When in the vast sky
 we saw wonders.

Merveilles avec Orelya

Recorded a SKVO-Records
Music&Lyrics&Vocal: Pavel Dobrokhotov
Arrangement: Alexey Krasnogor, Pavel Dobrokhotov, Natalia Ishkova
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Моя композиция, посвященная  моей великой Родине СССР, в которой большинство из нас родились, и которую мы так глупо и бесславно потеряли... когда только с годами, имея возможность сравнивать 
и видеть общую историческую картину, начинаешь понимать всю трагичность и необратимость произошедшего. Основная идея этой песни для меня не только в том, что улетели наши герои-космонавты, родные и любимые нами герои. Вместе с ними улетела целая эпоха и поколение настоящих титанов, которые сделали ее таковой.
Ниже слова песни, в которых я специально попытался избежать всяких поэтических "куртуазностей", чтобы не нарушить музыкального стиля советских баллад. Возможно, кому-то они покажутся чересчур простыми (или аскетичными), но в них таится вся глубина и искренность, с которой мы общаемся с самыми дорогими и любимыми нами людьми. 
Именно таким языком с нами и говорила наша Великая Родина СССР. 
В сущности для меня - это попытка попросить прощение у Страны, которая подарила мне счастливое детство, воспитала и сделала меня таким, каков я есть. Жаль, что я не сумел вовремя  защитить ее..
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Прощание с Родиной

Вновь улетают к бескрайним просторам
Те, кого любим и те, кто нам дорог
Целая Вечность
и Бесконечность
Ждут их уже впереди

Но не страшит молодых капитанов
То, что сокрыто в той дали туманной
Только б не сбиться,
Не заблудиться
В этой безумной дали

Эхом ответит нам гул космодрома
И попрощавшись со всем, что знакомо
Лишь на рассвете
Солнечный ветер
Их унесет от Земли

Пусть им откроются новые тайны
Новые песни споет Мирозданье
В небо поднявшись..
Снова на марше
Звездные их корабли

Ввысь устремятся со скоростью света
И затерявшись в галактиках где-то
Может быть даже
Встретят однажды
Свет от погасшей звезды

Ну а когда они все-же вернутся
Нас, к сожаленью, уже не дождутся
Солнца родного
прощальный привет
Мы им отправим вослед

Farewell, Motherland (plus)

Music: Classical Glass and Oddrun Eikli
Poem: by Emily Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)
Pianocomposition and arrangement : Classical Glass. @classicalglass-1
Composition for the vocal, photo and vocal: Oddrun Eikli.

Poem: by Emily Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)
All hushed and still within the house;
Without – all wind and driving rain;
But something whispers to my mind,
Through rain and through the wailing wind,
Never again.
Never again? Why not again?
Memory has power as real as thine

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

All Hushed and still within the house. Classical Glass and Oddrun Eikli.

Oddrun Eikli: Vocals and vocal composition
Torbjørn Vagle: Instrumental composition, piano, keyboards and mix https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv/tracks
POEM OF EMILY BRONTË , May 1838
Photo: Oddrun Eikli 
Cover layout: Vetle Vagle
Mastering: Njål Frode Lie www.nflproduksjoner.

Thank you to each and every one for sharing friendship, music and support,  during this very difficult year 2020.
Warm wishes to you all, and a hope for a better New Year in 2021!

Thank you so much Torbjørn, for this collaboration that gives me such peace in a troubled time.
It`s a JOY to work with you Torbjørn, and thank you also to your son Vetle for his great cover art for our song.
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POEM OF EMILY BRONTË 

This shall be thy lullaby,
Rocking on the stormy sea;
Though it roar in thunder wild,
Sleep, stilly sleep, thou bright-haired child.

When our shuddering boat was crossing
Eldern's lake so rudely tossing,
Then 'twas first my nursling smiled;
Sleep, softly sleep, my fair-browed child.

Waves above thy cradle break,
Foamy tears are on thy cheek,
Yet the ocean's self grows mild
When it bears my slumbering child.

May 1838
( The photo is taken in Grasmere.  A village  in Cumbria, England, in the centre of the Lake District. In my imagination it`s EMILY BRONTË`s  "Eldern's lake" from the poem :)

Prayer

goodya