Gorgeous piece and performance 🎶😊🎹

How beautiful. I'd happily give much more than a penny for your thoughts, Liz :)

Liz, I love your expression in your playing---just beautiful!!!!

It has taken me a while to get here but so worth finding Liz. Very thought-provoking and evocative piece. Excellently performed and with wonderful emotion. Thanks for sharing

So beautiful Liz!  Really loving your feel on this one.  So emotional!

May the planet of love bestow a relaxing meditative state for you to rise.

Lots of synths - bass arp, pianos, reverb and acoustic guitars, orchestral basses, cello, and French horn set to hip hop and Latin beats at 75 bpm.

I played French horn as a child from age 10-18 in a public school concert band and later marching band. So I added a brief French horn passage with cello in a short classical treatment to herald the arrival of Venus and a nod to the Renaissance painting of the Goddess of Love.


COVER: Milky Way background by Hristo Fidanov at pexels.com. Image of “Birth of Venus” by Sandro Botticelli via Wikipedia.

Venus Rising

Marlene   Ariel en Bicicleta

keep the hope...

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見えざる者 / invisible hand
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まるで夜が明けてゆくかのように
熱狂は冷めて
誰一人いなくなるのだろう
廃墟を残して

苛立ちは　不甲斐なさゆえ
悲しみは　溝の深さゆえ
無限ループに組み込まれたなら
万策尽きてしまう

見えざる者の手が　欲望に穢された今は
密かに　風の記憶を　待つ
見えざる者の手が　欲望に穢された今は
密かに　風の記憶を　待つ

それなりの試行錯誤
せまられる思考停止
どこかで　聴いたことのある　誘い文句

誰だって憤るさ
誰だって泣き崩れるさ
大切に育てた日々を
目の前で爆破されれば

見えざる者の手が　欲望に穢された今は
密かに　風の記憶を　待つ
見えざる者の手が　欲望に穢された今は
密かに　風の記憶を　待つ

まるで夜が明けてゆくかのように
熱狂は冷めて
誰一人いなくなるのだろう
廃墟を残して

苛立ちは　不甲斐なさゆえ
悲しみは　溝の深さゆえ
無限ループに組み込まれたなら
万策尽きてしまう

見えざる者の手が　欲望に穢された今は
密かに　風の記憶を　待つ
見えざる者の手が　欲望に穢された今は
密かに　風の記憶を　待つ
見えざる者の手が　欲望に穢された今は
密かに　風の記憶を　待つ

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見えざる者 / invisible hand

My arrangement for this great Arvo Pärt piece.

Vater Unser - Arvo Pärt

Hey, what can I say? Sometimes it gets rough. But it's still good.

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on a summer blanket
in the moonlight
with the beach stones stirring
after midnight

i am ready
and i dare

god you know you’re tired
may you rest now
many ways to try it
lay the load down

i am ready (good to go)
i am there (going)

hey hey hey who
checkout avenue

on tomorrow’s bastion
once immortal
now you sense the ending
as a portal

i am ready
honeybear
i’m not waiting 
i am there

i am ready (here’s my ride)
and i dare (good night)
we’re not waiting (good to go)
we are there

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Thanks to Jacques DiCroce, Janine Levinson, Cheesemont Paisely-Paisely, Wheelwright, and David Weiss for early listening, consultation and support.

image from Linus Nylund via Unsplash

Checkout Avenue

Civic "time keepers" are not unusual and some are quite famous; Big Ben comes to mind, Times Square of course.  Smaller towns may have a clocktower, or the local church may have chimes that ring at certain times of the day.  For St. Francis, Kansas, it was the civil defense siren.  It would sound three times a day; at 7:00 AM, 12:00 noon, and 6:00 PM, and take the day off on Sunday unless there was an emergency.  
Like the "Walkin' Boys", the St. Francis siren was integral to the character of the town and I felt it, too, needed a song;)  I decided to write the song as if the siren were telling its story.  And you're in luck, you even get to hear the actual siren and the dogs barking in chorus to help it sing its song.  Harvested from a forty year-old cassette tape, you'll hear a little hiss, but is quickly forgotten:)
Lyrics beginning with the chorus:

At 7:00 AM I herald the morning,
At 12:00 O'clock noon, I'm the dinner bell,
At 6:00 PM it's time to close up and go home,
And the in-between quiet means that all is well.
Verse 1:
You can hear me all over town,
And the valley for miles around,
I'm the St. Francis siren and I'm loud and clear,
I'm heard six days a week throughout the year.
It depends upon where you are,
In town or out on the farm,
Like an air-raid whistle, I can give you chills,
Or break the silence of the nearby hills.

Chorus: At 7:00 AM I herald the morning...

Verse 2:
But there are moments when I break my routine,
To signal danger often unseen,
From a raging fire, or when it starts to storming,
I bellow out a loud and persistent warning.
But still I get my day of rest,
I like Sundays I must confess,
And unless it's urgent I won't blow away,
I'll save my breath for the following day.

Chorus: At 7:00 AM I herald the morning...
End:
I'm the St. Francis Siren (repeat)

St. Francis Siren (from Scenes of St. Francis)

Just me and Greg on this one , bit of a slow one , hope you like it ! The next one to be released is by Gaz Brownie and myself , A Good Man Down , out on the 18th , closely followed by me and Greg again on the 25th . No time for a 'proper' job , too busy doing music , well we're only here once !

No album

The Right Time ( feat Greg Willis )

Mes Pensées

'my love'
https://www.instagram.com/one.man.verity.show/reel/C4reGikusR2/

Times have been hard on you and I.
Our blinds have been drawn blocking out the sunshine.
Let's pull them up and let's see what we may find.
For I need your love, you'll always have mine.
My love. You're my love. 

I'm mesmerized by your beauty and your mind.
Still, after these years, I'm amazed that you're mine.
Especially after my mistakes and selfish times.
I must hold on to you for you are divine.

my love

Play the piano with your son.
See the coloured birds that brings the spring.

Alegría

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A Windy Hill (바람의 언덕)

On the windy hill,
Old grasses whisper.
The sky is a wide and clear painting,
Clouds dance across it.

The breeze that skims the grass,
Dances among the grass and flowers.
Children's laughter, kites soaring high,
All blend together like music.

The sun kisses the horizon,
A silent melody fills the sky.
Moments flow like a gentle breeze,
The windy hill holds memories.

The hill that the wind embraces,
Is full of secrets and stories.
With every step, new dreams unfold,
Under the blue sky, happiness dwells.

a windy hill

My daughter's quote...

"Angels talking through your music....."

I hope you will enjoy listening......

Thank you for your time here....

Mes Pensées

Liz Dicker

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