Name: A Memorable Life by Jens Sieckmann
Duration: 3 min 27 s
Description: A brief review of a memorable life with ups and downs, sad but also magnificent moments.

I feel the workings of life. wonderful orchestra.

Really beautiful track! I love the gentle beginning and the flow of the composition!

Awesome work! Nice to meet you on SC and vic!

Fantastic composition Jens, amazing orchestration! 👏

Such a beautiful inspiring Soundtrack, Jens.

Reasons Why
11/12/2021  All rights reserved

The reasons why we turn away
From all that’s seen…
A complication for another day
And the lies between…

The living daylights up the darkest night
And places we have been…
Raise a glass to our prosperity…my friend 

The reasons that we go out late 
And stay too long
A complication for another day
What could go wrong…

The vapid prattle and another beer
As the clock strikes half past two
Tell me everything I long to hear, would you…

In the season of obscurity
Lines will fade
A complication for another day
We’ve got it made

The living daylights up the darkest night
And places we have been…
Raise a glass to our prosperity…my friend…

The reasons why we turn away
From all that’s seen…

Reasons Why

A brief review of a memorable life with ups and downs, sad but also magnificent moments.

A Memorable Life

Original Music by Charles Chambaz
All instruments are performed by myself.
For more information, see my public Profile
All rights reserved. 
Vocals and lyrics by IPG1 (https://soundcloud.com/ipg1)

Heavy Magic Vox: A Charles (music) & IPG1 (vocal) Collaboration

Open Fire

Part of a soundtrack from a movie, that will never be made, based on a novel, that will never be finished.

Lovers

I came across this little improv I did a while back on Pat Howell's beautifully crafted home-built guitar, and had been keeping it in my back pocket for St. Patty's Day.  In this track I riff on some tunes I've played over the last several years but take on a new richness played on his guitar in drop D tuning.  If you're keeping score, the first is "Emerald Isle", the second is "A Splash of Joy" and last is "Celtic D'lite".  Enjoy with your favorite Irish brew:)

Celtic Musings On Pat's Guitar

Written by Bob Dylan
Performed by Josh McAlexander

Blowin' in the Wind

„Wenn ich gegangen bin“  (24.08.2023 )

Ich sitze am Ufer eines Sees. Die Sonne neigt sich im Horizont.
Spiegelt im See einen goldenen lichtdurchfluteten Pfad in die weite Unendlichkeit.

Es ist noch Zeit ? 

Eines Tages werde ich diesen Weg im Sonnenuntergang über diesen goldenen Pfad der Ewigkeit schreiten.

Gehen über zarte goldene Wellen völlig Eins sein mit dem See.

An das andere Ufer durchschreite ich das große Licht der Ewigkeit.

Wenn ich gegangen bin. 


Vielen Dank für Euren Besuch und Eurer zuhören. 
SOUNDCLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Musik :  Björn Cloppenburg  Alle Rechte vorbehalten
Foto	: Björn Cloppenburg
Es wurden für dieses Projekt virtuelle Instrumente der folgenden Firmen verwendet: 
Spitfire Audio : Fink Signature Guitar – Orchestral Swarm – British Drama Toolkit – 
LCO Textures  -
Fluffy Audio : Simple Opera Singer


"When I'm Gone" (08/24/2023)

I am sitting on the shore of a lake. The sun is sinking on the horizon.
Reflected in the lake a golden light-flooded path into the wide infinity.

There is still time ?

One day I will walk this path at sunset on this golden path of eternity.

Walk across gentle golden waves, being totally one with the lake.

I cross the great light of eternity to the other shore.

When I'm gone

Thank you for visiting and listening.
SOUND CLOUD: https://soundcloud.com/cloppenburg-music

Music : Björn Cloppenburg All rights reserved
Photo: Björn Cloppenburg
Virtual instruments from the following companies were used for this project:
Spitfire Audio : Fink Signature Guitar – Orchestral Swarm – British Drama Toolkit –
LCO Textures -
Fluffy Audio : Simple Opera Singer

When i'm gone

WHEN I'M GONE

Where The Red Squirrels Roam

Texte Français et Google traduction

LA POUDRE BLANCHE...

Il se jouait à la russe
Bravant sa roulette
Se cherchant des plus
En laissant les miettes.
Il écœurait de sentiments
Surtout pas de haine
Aux injustices seulement
En vivant dans la peine.

Il se prenait des interdits
Qui grilleraient son temps
Sans se trouver maudit
Pour rêver en plus grand.
Il traînait son ombre
La suivant par derrière
Les regards de ce monde
Pas bien fait pour lui plaire.

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste

Il mettait ses oeillères
Pour aller tout droit
En courant vers l’enfer
Qu’il espérait moins froid.
Ce n’est la peur au ventre
Qui le ferait partir
Aux ténèbres impatientes
Mais pourquoi vouloir en finir?

Il se riait des sorts
Dans tous leurs tirages
Taquinant la mort
Qu’elle vienne avant l’âge.
Dans les méandres des rues
Malfamées de racailles
Il s’était tout juste perdu
Mais fallait-il qu’il s’en aille?

La poudre blanche, retrousser la manche
Et quand bien même, ceux qui en prennent
Il n’y aura plus, depuis le début
Aux artifices, que la fin de triste,
Que la fin de triste.

Salut bien bas, adieu à toi.

WHITE POWDER

He was playing Russian
Braving his roulette
Looking for each other
By leaving the crumbs.
He was disgusted with feelings
Don’t you hate me
To injustices only
By living in pain.

He was taking prohibitions
That would blow his time
Without being cursed
To dream bigger.
He dragged his shadow
The next one from behind
The eyes of this world
Not good for her.

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad

He wore his blinders
To go straight
Running to hell
That he hoped less cold.
It’s not fear in the belly
That would make him go
To the impatient darkness
But why do you want to end it?

He laughed at the spells
In all their prints
Teasing the death
Let her come before age.
In the meanders of the streets
Thugs of the street
He just got lost
But did he have to go?

White powder, roll up the handle
And still, those who take it
There will be no more, from the beginning
To the artifices, that the end of sad,
Only the end of sad.

Hello down, goodbye to you.

LA POUDRE BLANCHE (La destruction)

The Remaining Time

Lover of orchestral film scores and epic music.

I had started making music in the 90s with my Amiga 500 but it wasn't capable (me neither) of producing the sound of a whole orchestra.

The diverse musical expressions in filmscores have a bigger emotional impact than any other genre I can think of. My music is heavily inspired by the great composers around 1980-2000, like John Williams, Jerry Goldsmith, James Horner, Basil Poledouris and Hans Zimmer.

With synthesizers, a whole new world of sound has entered the arena and merges with the orchestra to a fantastic sonic experience.

I try to tell stories and convey emotions in my pieces to take you onto a journey into unknown territory.

A Memorable Life

Jens Sieckmann

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