Name: Improvisation_030925_The Empty Room by MARCUS LOEBER
Duration: 7 min 18 s
Description: A very reduced and minimalistic improvisation. Performed and recorded today. Reflecting my pretty relaxed and calm mood. A normal late summer day with a decent load of work. Ready for my weekly Yoga now. Please enjoy this very spacious piece. Imagine a large auditorium with perfect acoustics and just this piano sounding.

Playing piano for almost 55 years now. Trying to improve my free improvisation skills and looking forward to play more concerts like this: Performing „out of the blue“- Concerts without any preparation and always unique. This is very intense...

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Lights come on, the stage is set,
Promises made, but do they forget?
The people wait, the nation sighs,
Hoping truth ain't drowned in lies.

[Verse 1]
The chamber’s full, the lights shine bright,
The leader steps into sight.
He speaks of dreams, of work well done,
But half the room just bites their tongues.

[Pre-Chorus]
One side cheers, the other sneers,
The cycle’s lasted years and years.
A handshake turns to cold, clenched fists,
Tell me, how’d we end up like this?

[Chorus]
The pendulum swings, left to right,
Back and forth, we fight the fight.
But somewhere between the black and blue,
There's a place for me and you.
Not too high, not too low,
Meet me where the middle grows.

[Verse 2]
A soldier stands, a hero true,
But only half rise in the room.
A mother’s son beats all the odds,
Yet silence cuts like cannon shots.

[Pre-Chorus]
A simple truth, a helping hand,
Shouldn’t be a party’s brand.
We’re losing sight of what is real,
Trading vision for the deal.

[Chorus]
The pendulum swings, left to right,
Back and forth, we fight the fight.
But somewhere between the black and blue,
There's a place for me and you.
Not too high, not too low,
Meet me where the middle grows.

[Verse 3]
They talk of change, they shout and swear,
But nothing moves when no one dares.
It ain't about just red or blue,
It’s what this country’s meant to do.

[Bridge]
Compromise ain't giving in,
It’s where new roads begin.
No more echoes, no more spin,
It’s time to build again.

[Final Chorus]
The pendulum swings, left to right,
Back and forth, we fight the fight.
But somewhere between the black and blue,
There's a place for me and you.
Not too high, not too low,
Meet me where the middle grows.

The Pendulum Swings

Robert Grigg sent this base line with the sweet guitar licks to me. I just went with the flow.

Roberts Track

Velvet Reverie

Higher

Beyond Time And Space

Eyes Close

A very reduced and minimalistic improvisation. Performed and recorded today. Reflecting my pretty relaxed and calm mood. A normal late summer day with a decent load of work. Ready for my weekly Yoga now. Please enjoy this very spacious piece. Imagine a large auditorium with perfect acoustics and just this piano sounding. 

Improvisation_030925_The Empty Room

"Sweet Dreams" (Lennox-Stewart) [08.25.25]
J Dulva and Counting Coup
(c ) 2025  Cenote Music

Poolside Residency 2023

Sweet Dreams [08.25.25]

Here we go again.
There are dark days in England.
The lady at the bus stops off her head.
Least that's what she said.
No rest for the wicked.

Ah! here we go.
With the painted flags of England.
The devil that is screaming in her brain.
She was never the same.
Needed a merger.

One for the live.
One for the sanity.
Into the crowd.
Into the slaughter house.
One for the road.
One more to take away.
In the fun house. 
Where you are blown away.

Dark days, they're stealing them from you.
Dark days, you'll never make it through.
Dark days, you can not get away.
Dark days, we're falling in the rain...

Let's have a drink.
There's nothing to look up to.
You can not save enough for rainy days.
No route of escape.
A fog of returning...

The lips are calming down.
Whilst the tattoos multiplying.
There's money to be spent here in the hay.
What for I can't say.
A sense of belonging?

The crowd are going wild.
The crowd are consuming.
The crowd are all so normal and so safe.
I feel out of place.
I do not belong here.

Regardless of love,
Regardless of empathy.
Godless and lithe.
Godly with vanity.
Regardless of time.
Regardless of anything.
Godless with pain.
God, will you let us be.

Dark days, they're stealing them from you.
Dark days, you'll never make it through.
Dark days, you can not get away.
Dark days, we're falling in the rain...
 

Dark Days

Obviously an homage to a certain very famous song. Hope this will become as famous as that one 😂

SPARK

01 River Water

Solo piano improvisation, music for media, sound finder, photographer, sounddesigner, father and family man
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