Good vocals and good beat, nice production

Has a mournful and urban feel to it, like walking down a sad street. Very nice.

Very cool improvisation with funky sounds and sublime moments

Excellent play and performance, super music!

this track has an interesting progression

[original guitar score by @john-byrne-117035719]

When I watched you from a paper cloud,
my paper cloud
was overflown with all the
beauty there could be.

And then it was time
to tumble down, can't turn around,
but every choice I made
made a smaller me.

And when I looked around
my world so small, no world at all
I remembered all the colors
I'd seen from above.

And I decided to enjoy the fall
dive into the rotten dirt
and dig me up some love.

This plane is going down,
but it's the screaming
of the air that awoke us

Good time to take a look around
and find the way to plummet
with an unrelenting focus

Yeah, this plane is going down, down, down
but it's still holding up,
and it ain't down yet.

Great time to use up all that focus
I need to burn my way
down to zero in regret.

[ zero in regre-e-et, e-et ]

So when I take you
by the neck and waist
then spin around,
it's like I'm dancing
with a much braver me.

Let's never plan
to settle down, nor settle for
anything less than everything
there is to do and be.

This plane may be going down
but nothing short of
a mountainside can block us.
It's time to move those feet around
we can dance circles 'round the world
when all we've got is focus.

[ Swing with me.
Take a swing with me.
We'll take a swing at everything there is
to do, and to be.
There's so much to do
and to be... ]

You're invited to my paper cloud—
my paper cloud
makes all possible beauty plain to see.

This plane's still going down,
it's going down, it's going down,
but it ain't down yet.
There's always time to
work our way down to
zero in regret.

We will watch the world
grow bigger in our eyes.
We will burn every last drop of fuel
on nothing will suffice.

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Zero In Regret (with John Byrne)

Music by Derzu
Voice recording from "Death of a Cyclist" (1955)

Inspired by the spanish film "Death of a Cyclist" ("Muerte de un ciclista" , 1955). A loving couple accidentally kills a cyclist on the road and flees. Guilt and fear of being caught will unsettle them.

Instituto

Music by: Igor Iofe and Thomas Nakas 
Piano: Thomas Nakas @to_mi_nor
Trumpet: Igor Iofe @igoriofe-1
Art Cover by Luana Bento: www.instagram.com/offluaph
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This musical material is very dear to me and it came to me many years ago, in about 2002. I would walk to my bus stop to go to school or walk to the bazar always humming these few very simple chords. They were stuck in my head for quite some years. Strange that at that time I had never considered doing anything with this material. Maybe because I was very much occupied with abstract contemporary conceptual music back then. The older I become the more I appreciate clarity, simplicity and emotion in music rather than complexity and hidden abstract concepts. The time to unfold this material came 20 years after. Thomas Nakas aka @to_mi_nor brought it to life  by creating a beautiful piano part, structure and arrangement. This is our second EP and there are more works to come!

The improvisations are rough, meaning that I recorded them in one take with no corrections or editing and this represents the concept of this EP. Do we have to be perfect at all? Or is it maybe more important to honestly communicate your thoughts, your feelings, regrets, nostalgia?..

#tomi # Igor_Iofe

Imperfect//Monologs (Impro 3)

Wait and sea

Spring Songs
Duration: ca. 20'
Instrumentation: tenor and piano
Performers: American Modern Ensemble - Alok Jumar, tenor; Geoffrey Burleson, piano
Recorded at Opera America's National Opera Center, Marc A. Scorca Hall, New York, NY, USA, June 4, 2019
Publisher: Bill Holab Music: http://billholabmusic.com/store/index.php?keyword=spring%20songs%20-&main_page=advanced_search_result&search_in_description=1
For More Information: https://robertpaterson.com/spring-songs-version-for-tenor-and-piano

I. English Sparrows (Washington Square) (Edna St. Vincent Millay)
II.  April 5, 1974 (Richard Wilbur)
III. Done With (Ann Stanford)
IV. The Widow’s Lament in Springtime (William Carlos Williams)
V. Spring Rain (Sara Teasdale)

PROGRAM NOTES
Spring Songs for tenor and chamber ensemble or piano is my third song cycle celebrating the seasons. As with the first two, Winter Songs for bass-baritone and Summer Songs for soprano, this cycle contains settings of poems by various American poets.

Whereas both Winter Songs and Summer Songs end with scenes in New York City, Spring Songs begins with New York: a setting of English Sparrows (Washington Square) by Edna St. Vincent Millay, a poem about a scene that takes place in the morning in Greenwich Village, a neighborhood in New York City where Millay lived in the early 1900s. The second movement is a setting of April 5, 1974 by Richard Wilbur, a poem Wilbur wrote in honor of Robert Frost’s one-hundredth birthday, and I interpret as being about overcoming self-doubt through wisdom, and about understanding the change of seasons, but also a change of mind. The third movement, Done With by Ann Stanford, I interpret to be about death and rebirth. Stanford symbolizes this by a house being torn down and the ground paved over, the now suffocated plant life yearning to break through. The Widow’s Lament in Springtime, the fourth movement, is a setting of a poem by William Carlos Williams. I interpret this poem as a modernist, pastoral elegy that uses images of nature to lament the death of a loved one. The final movement, a setting of the poem Spring Rain by Sara Teasdale, is about a happy memory of a lover brought about by an evening thunderstorm.

Spring Songs was commissioned by Rick Teller and Kathleen Rogers and was premiered at Carnegie Hall’s Weill Recital Hall by the American Modern Ensemble, Alok Kumar, tenor, and Geoffrey Burleson, piano.

Spring Songs (Piano/vocal) - I. English Sparrows (Washington Square) (Edna St. Vincent Millay)

Once again with www.soundcloud.com/ulv-orn-bjornsson bit different this time. Avant garde or whatever you wanna call it.

Tall or Small? (with The Fall of Saigon)

Hey guys, This is a cool Christian kinda soundtrack beat I made for someone who was singing a song, " hello, Lord"🤩💕
well I wanted to chill a lil but I just couldn't help myself you know I'mma beat enthusiast🔥🔥🥵
Anyway check it out and drop comments on how it goes


(Peaceful Cinematic Soundtrack🕊️) Hello Lord!

Ghost Town

Waves

Funky Chill Acid Jazz, Music with a Vibe 

Funky Acid Jazz with a chill vibe

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Late Nite Jazz

A new track inspired by the Marvel Snap video game.

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(English translation above)

CUEILLE LA NUIT

Qu'il est bon, tard le soir, avant de s'endormir
De laisser sa pensée vagabonder, s'enfuir,
Nous prendre sur ses ailes et, sans avis contraire,
Portée par un soupir, nous renvoyer en l'air :
Bien calé, bien au chaud de notre dormeveille,
Le temps suspend le viol de notre vie privée.
S'il est vrai que, souvent, la nuit porte conseil,
C'est peut-être, en partie, grâce à cette envolée.
		Dans le ciel étoilé de nos paupières closes,
La vie s'ouvre en pétales inondant notre esprit
De mille folles envies que d'habitude on n'ose
Divulguer au grand jour, tant on en est épris.

Tout est vraiment possible, on est seul maître à bord.
Pour cette traversée, l’équipage est en bas. 
Et la réalité du jour n'est plus alors
Qu'un lointain souvenir dans notre célibat.
Là, l’étoile filante d'un mot traversant
Une idée s’évapore en laissant derrière elle
La bienfaisante clé du problème en suspens
À nos yeux décillés par la clarté nouvelle.
On butine une idée, pivote sur un mot
Qui nous fait rebondir sur une idée voisine
Ou lointaine, attirée par le son crescendo
D'un scrupule infamant qu'un fantasme assassine.

On s’étonne à sourire, on est plein de brio.
On a au bout des doigts du monde la puissance,
Du moins le pense-t-on, jusqu’à l'ultime mot
Emportant avec lui notre ultime conscience.
Tous les temps se marient dans ce présent de trêve.
Le corps n'y est plus rien, et l'esprit, terrassé,
Réclame en paradis la liberté du rêve
Dans une chaude nuit que le jour a chassé.
C'est une drogue douce où l'on revient toujours,
La revanche assurée de pouvoir toujours vivre 
Une seconde vie, en fait, un contre-jour
Aux ennuis les plus lourds, comme un vin qui enivre.

Cueille ta nuit, ami, car avant de faner,
Si tu le veux vraiment, d'elle, tu peux apprendre.
C'est bien plus qu'un conseil, c'est un laissez-passer
Pour l’hygiène mentale, avant que de se rendre.
Car la nuit est l'appel de la grande aventure
Où l'on refait son monde, où l'on règle ses comptes
Sans provisions, sans lendemain, mais qui rassurent ;
Donnant de la mort un avant-goût, un acompte.
Mais, du calice à rêves bu jusqu’à la lie,
Un réveil insomniaque nous tire du lit,
Pour nous dire que la vie ne peut s'embellir
Qu'en bêchant notre terre, où nous irons dormir.

Paroles et musique Myckaël Marcovic, © le 24 09 97

Berceuse pour adultes en réponse à Horace/Ronsard.
La dormeveille est un vieux mot du Moyen-Age désignant le moment entre la veille et l'endormissement où nous croyons pouvoir tenir le monde entre nos mots.

Approximate translation :

PICKING AT NIGHT

How good it is, late at night, before falling asleep
To let his mind wander, run,
Take us on his wings and, without notice,
Carried by a sigh, we return in the air:
Well poised, well warmed up in our sleep,
Time suspends the rape of our privacy.
If it is true that, often, the night carries advice,
It may be, in part, thanks to this flight.
In the starry sky of our closed eyelids,
Life opens in petals flooding our minds
A thousand crazy cravings that we usually don’t dare
We’re so in love with it.

Everything is really possible, we are the only one on board.
For this crossing, the crew is downstairs.
And the reality of the day is no longer
Only a distant memory in our celibacy.
There, the shooting star of a passing word
An idea evaporates leaving behind
The key benefactor of the outstanding problem
In our eyes dimmed by the new clarity.
Take an idea, turn on a word
That makes us bounce back on a neighboring idea
Or distant, attracted by the sound crescendo
Of an infamous scruple that a fantasy kills....

Cueille la nuit

Igor Iofe is a
composer whose musical
paths lead to diverse stylistic destinations. Currently Igor's focus in music is Armenian traditional duduk repertoire which he performs on trumpet. He brings the beauty and warmth of the duduk into his trumpet playing.

At the Conservatorium van Amsterdam he studied with  Wim Hendrickx,Richard Ayres,  Fabio Nieder,Willem Jeths and Jorrit Tamminga. Igor attended masterclasses with Misato Mochizuki, Dmitry Kourliandski, Tristan Murail andTan Dun. His music was performed at the Composers’ Festival Amsterdam (2012 and 2013), Atlas Academy (2010-12),  Looptail XXX and at such venues as De Link, De Duif, Het Bethaniënklooster, Het Veem, STEIM, Muziekgebouw aan 't Ij and CvA in Amsterdam and other cities of the Netherlands. His piece Y+Ywas performed by the Joint Venture Percussion Duo at several venues in the USA and Europe.

Parallel to his Classical Composition studies Igor studied Composing Music for Film with Jurre Haanstra and graduated as a Master in Composing for FIlm at the CvA. During his studies he wrote music for several movies which were shown at the Beeldbuis Filmfestival, Keep an Eye Film Festival, VERS Awards, Cinekid Filmfestival, M2M Filmfestival and Pleinbioscoop Rotterdam.

Igor is one of the organisers of the Toets des Tijds Concert Series

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