So lovely doing something completely different with Annie (@annie-smart-1), I knew she always had wanted to sing on a drum n bass type of track, and I happily accepted the challenge! We hope you'll enjoy our little sidestep here :)

Dedicated to Annie, my personal spark of magic. I miss and love you lots <3 <3 <3

Magic (Annie Smart & Wane of Summer)

IN THE FOREST OF MOROIS   from  "PICTURES"

5 November 2016  

Pat Pik - 5 November 2016

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Brad Rau received a scholarship to attend New England Conservatory (NEC), and received a Master’s degree in 2015 with academic honors. At NEC, he studied classical guitar under Eliot Fisk who was the last pupil of Andres Segovia. Brad has performed in countless masterclasses with instructors including; Sharon Isbin, and Andrew York both Grammy award winning guitarists. Brad’s personal learning methods have enabled him to memorizing over 8 hours of the most difficult repertoire for the classical guitar. Brad was a semi-finalist in the International Texas Guitar Competition of 2008.  Brad currently studies under Grammy awarding winnings guitarist Jason Vieaux. Brad has been performing music for over 20 years all over Boston, Pennsylvania, New Jersey, and Delaware, as a classical guitarist, rock guitarist, and rock drummer.  Brad currently teaching music lessons at Taylor’s Music in West Chester, and performs every Friday at the Brandywine Distillery.  Brad has mentored hundreds of students of all ages, styles and levels. Many of Brad’s students have gone on to develop their own music careers and teaching studios.

Brad’s unique teaching style combines music, physics, philosophy and humor, making him a well-rounded instructor for a variety of students.

Prelude And Fugue BWV 995, Johann Sebastian Bach

Felony One

When I first heard chairhouse’s beautiful Single Camellia Bloom it reminded me of one of french guitarist/composer Francis Kleynjans’ graceful barcarolles and i knew i wanted to arrange it for guitar. I recorded a solo guitar version last year. 

It is also one of the chairhouse songs that caught the ear of my musical friend Guillaume Pearson who has written a beautiful orchestration to accompany and elegantly embellish a newly recorded guitar track.

As always thanks to Hitoshi Yasui of chairhouse for his wonderful daily piano improvisations and for allowing us to create our version of Single Camellia Bloom. He recorded his original piano version on August 16, 2017 as number 1340 in his piano ten thousand leaves project. As Hitoshi often writes, happy if this makes you feel peaceful. (<;

chairhouse original piano version:
https://soundcloud.com/chairhouse/single-camellia-bloom-1340-by-chair-house-08162017

Guillaume's beautiful orchestrations here: https://soundcloud.com/guillaumelecompositeur/tracks

my solo guitar version: https://soundcloud.com/naldeau/single-camelia-bloom?si=86665591ca494599b59e3170f29869eb&utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

artwork: Sarah Berhardt, La Dame aux Camelias by Alphonse Mucha

Single Camellia Bloom

DARKNESS SURROUNDS ME  from  PICTURES

the title on this song seems fitting today as an american inauguration takes place. hopefully a turbulent, stormy era is subsiding and a new beginning is unfolding on january 20th.

the orchestration is by guillaume pearson, guitar arrangement by naldo. the full title of the original song by hitoshi yasui of chairhouse is: "the sweet breath of spring played amidst its branches". his beautiful piano version can be heard here: https://soundcloud.com/chairhouse/the-sweet-breath-of-spring-played-amidst-its-branches-2448-by-chair-house-08272020

more of guillaume's songs & cinematic orchestrations:
soundcloud.com/guillaumelecompositeur/tracks

the cover art is Fandango by Milt Kobayashi

Sweet Breath of Spring

ON TOMBE EN PANNE 
ON TOMBE EN RUINE
IL BRUINE SUR LES TOMBES
EST-CE LA FIN DU MONDE? 
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

DANS TOUS CES SPAMS
CES BAD FUZZING
LE LOUP GAROU DE LONDRES
L’OGRE GOOGLE IMMONDE
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

UN BON VIEUX TRAIN DE MARCHANDISE
QUELQUES BALLES DE COTON ET EN ROUTE LA VALISE
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

MOI JE M’ACHARNE
ET JE M’ÉCHINE
MAIS J’AI PERDU LA DATE
ET PAUMÉ TOUS MES DATAS
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

MOI TOUTES CES MERDES ME LES BRISENT
UNE HERBE ENTRE LES DENTS ET C’EST LA TERRE PROMISE
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

JUSTE DIX DOIGTS
POUR LE PICKING
ET BIEN SÛR COMME IL SE DOIT
UN MAXIMUM DE FEELING
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

ON TOMBE EN PANNE 
ON TOMBE EN RUINE
IL BRUINE SUR LES TOMBES
EST-CE LA FIN DU MONDE? 
ELISABETH COTTEN N’AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINE

ELIZABETH COTTEN N'AVAIT PAS BESOIN DE MACHINES (Lyrics)

“Visions of a Solitary Walker”

On a dark night, with the clouds falling down
Onto the city an impenetrable shroud,
I drifted through the mist, across a burial ground,
Bound for the lake, at the pier my life to drown...

When from behind the trees, old souls stepped out to greet me
Pioneers whose dreams had founded the city;
Blood, sweat, tears, over years, had built up from nothing
A home that their children would know,
But now who remembers them?

I drifted on, with the lingered vision bringing fear
So many forgotten to the cataract of years;
I shook the vision from out my restless soul,
Met my frontier, when out the lake a woman rose...

“Halt there!” she hailed me, a wan ghost hovering above the pier,
“I drowned of love,” she said, “but you wish to die only out of a fear;
“Your soul of burden, your sorrows, are too light to sink down here;
“You’ll find life where you find love...”

Lightning ripped the sky
White mist rippled by
The waves curled up
And unfurled down
Carried me up on my back
So high up, felt the thunder crack
The waves they fell
I soared higher still
And higher still...

The city lights
Bright filled my eyes
The sorrowscape
The blighted lives

Right then in that moment, I lost myself, drowned with sympathy
I saw a world bereft of love, seething in misery;
Shrieks of resentment scratched the night in a pealing cacophony
And in a fleeting glimpse I saw the inner harmony
Of all our suffering...

On a dark night, I was saved from myself...

---
Music by Corey Ball
Lyrics by August Lysy

Mastered by Spencer Martin

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