Name: Sketchbook: Dust by Alina Mukhametrakhimova
Duration: 2 min
Description: Experimental minimalist orchestra track with fireplace noise, piano, solo winds and drums

Gorgeous. Elements of Impressionist, Romantic, and 20th-Century. Debussy meets Chopin meets Shostakovich. Beautiful work!

Guitare, basse, chant: Fabrice Wiater
Écrit, produit et composé: Fabrice Wiater
Démo
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VDu0ZLO5S_I

Archie Strikes Back In Egypt

New dark horror-themed track I've been working on for a while. 
Piano mixed with orchestral and epic synth/drum choruses.
More information about this track on my website: 
music.vl.ax/tormentor

Tormentor

Lliam, Chad, Malcolm & Gary reveling in the artistry that nature is.

Thru tunnels of tower towards starlight trees
Creating a canopy of effervescent green 
On to marshland by the sea
Where egrets glide to green grassed waters unseen

Mimicking cry from branches beyond
Answering warbling wren's plaintive song
Next to you is where I belong
But when I get there I find that you've gone

Cascading crescendo from crevasses high
On cloud fluffed mountains water whirls down by
Fields and meadows gaze at sun soaked sky
They speak of answers but don't ask why

What are you  are you (saying/insane)
Could it be  (are you /cause you're) speaking to me
Must be the artist's artist
It's living  living calligraphy

Any of Several Weasels

Calligraphy

AoSW - Calligraphy

Experimental minimalist orchestra track with fireplace noise, piano, solo winds and drums

Sketchbook: Dust

White Cloud Blues

"My Tango" composed by LINIR OR

Don't Believe - Mary Silks Vocals

Happening all the time: mad rush to travel...even in these locked down times. 
Manic saxophones follow a flute dawn.... Electro-melodica /flute mayhem.
(photo of railway vent).

RUSH HOUR

She trudged through the mud
Licking her fingers to savour that one last meal
Conscious of the townsfolk at her heels
Conscious
Just conscious from the beating she fled
Left half dead
Stinking of puss, cum, sweat and dirt
There were stains all down her skirt
That provided memories of the good times
The bad times
Each penny she had earnt
From the trade she'd learnt
And how the townsfolk mocked her for it
But she just did what she did to make ends meet
To put shoes on her children's feet
And food in their hungry mouths
She listened, sure that she could hear them crying from afar
But they were tucked up safely in their beds
Sure to be looked after by some kindly family
Who tell damaging tales of what mother was like
Stalking the streets at night
Propositioning under the moonlight
But as she cried "Murder! Murder!  Murder!"
Nobody heard her
Nobody chose to hear

Nobody Chose To Hear

Space Games

Flyin' Through Dark Matter

Hi folks - I was inspired to wright this song some days ago when we lost the electrical power for an hour!

Some of us take it for Granted

There are things - that we are used to
and which we always demand and must exist for ourselves
it is however not all that can enjoy the 
facilities that are provided for some of us on this globe 

I can remember - the times when power was lost
it was a moment of horror and we could not do a thing
but there are people in the world who would be happy to
be able to get some light before they prepare their morning meal

It is not all who can drink water from the tap
without suffering from serious problems from the gut
furthermore we can enjoy the hot water from the 
shower every morning before we go to our daily work

There are some of us - who can - enjoy food in excess
and to a limit when we realize that a diet is required
there are however some folks who only can eat 
once a week and the children must go starving to bed each night

Swedish
Vissa av oss tar det för Givet

Det finns saker - som vi är vana vid
och som vi alltid kräver och måste existera för oss
det är dock inte alla som kan njuta av
faciliteter som tillhandahålls för vissa av oss på detta jordklot

Jag minns - de tider då elkraften förlorades
det var ett skräckmoment och vi kunde inte göra något
men det finns människor i världen som gärna skulle kunna
kunna få lite ljus innan de förbereder sin morgonmåltid

Det är inte alla som kan dricka vatten från kranen
utan att lida av allvarliga tarmproblem
dessutom kan vi njuta av det varma vattnet från
duschen varje morgon innan vi går till vårt dagliga arbete

Det finns några av oss - som kan - njuta av mat i överskott
och till en gräns när vi inser att en diet krävs
Det finns dock några människor som bara kan äta
en gång i veckan och barnen måste svälta till sängs varje kväll

Some of us take it for Granted

Moscow based classical composer / arranger / sound engineer. Compose orchestral, ensemble music.

Sketchbook: Dust

Alina Mukhametrakhimova

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