 Russians says "There' s no Ukraine, it shouldn't exist"...  I'm Ukrainian and I'm proud of it. My country do exists as well as my music. No one in the world has no right and power to make such statements about any nation. They drew their fascist sign "Z" with blood of Ukrainian children. If you support Russian aggression against Ukraine you've got that bloody sign on your forehead. The God is to judge you...
This track is remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

Falling Slowly

One of my works recorded in my "previous" life before the war. Sometimes we feel tiny and lonely in the Universal. Lately I feel tiny and helpless facing the horrors of the war in my country... 
This track is remastered by Houman (https://soundcloud.com/houmans)

Tiny

Missing You | by Debra Buesking | a variation for Piano & Cello

A heartfelt thank you to Debra for her beautiful composition. I am so grateful she allowed me to re-imagine it for this piano and cello arrangement.

Piano: Debra Buesking
Cello: Till Indy

Original: https://soundcloud.com/debra_buesking

Missing You | by Debra Buesking | a Piano & Cello Variation

Pathétique: 2nd Movement

This piece is about being strong and not wanting to be in between things. Hope you like it and glad to hear your opinion on it....

Valissa

"Vesoul" is a 1968 French song by Belgian singer-songwriter Jacques Brel - whom we love :)

Guitar by Gideon
Special thanks to my daughter Teghan for her excellent French :).

We hope you'll enjoy our rendition!


English translation

You wanted to see Vierzon, and we saw Vierzon
You wanted to see Vesoul, and we saw Vesoul
You wanted to see Honfleur, and we saw Honfleur
You wanted to see Hamburg, and we saw Hamburg
I wanted to see Antwerp, we saw Hamburg again
I wanted to see your sister, and we saw your mother
As always

You no longer loved Vierzon, we left Vierzon
You no longer loved Vesoul, we left Vesoul
You no longer loved Honfleur, we left Honfleur
You no longer loved Hamburg, we left Hamburg
You wanted to see Antwerp, we only saw its suburbs
You no longer loved your mother, we left your sister
As always

But I tell you, I won't go any further
But I warn you, I won't go to Paris
Besides, I hate all the fuss
Of the musette waltz and the accordion

You wanted to see Paris, and we saw Paris
You wanted to see Dutronc, and we saw Dutronc
I wanted to see your sister, I saw Mont Valérien
You wanted to see Hortense, she was in Cantal
I wanted to see Byzantium, and we saw Pigalle
At Saint-Lazare station, I saw the Flowers of Evil
By chance

You no longer loved Paris, we left Paris
You no longer loved Dutronc, we left Dutronc
Now, I confuse your sister and Mont Valérien
From what I know of Hortense, I won't go to Cantal anymore
And too bad for Byzantium, since I saw Pigalle
And Saint-Lazare station, it's expensive, and it hurts
Randomly

But I tell you again (heat up, Marcel, heat up)
I won't go any further
But I warn you (quail, quail, quail)
The journey is over
Besides, I hate all the fuss
Of the musette waltz and the accordion

You wanted to see Vierzon, and we saw Vierzon
You wanted to see Vesoul, and we saw Vesoul
You wanted to see Honfleur, and we saw Honfleur
You wanted to see Hamburg, and we saw Hamburg
I wanted to see Antwerp, and we saw Hamburg again
I wanted to see your sister, and we saw your mother
As always

You no longer loved Vierzon, we left Vierzon 
You no longer loved Vesoul, we left Vesoul
You no longer loved Honfleur, we left Honfleur
You no longer loved Hamburg, we left Hamburg
You wanted to see Antwerp, we only saw its suburbs
You no longer loved your mother, we left her sister
As always 

But I tell you again
I won't go any further
But I warn you, I won't go to Paris
Besides, I hate all the fuss
Of the musette waltz and the accordion

You wanted to see Paris, and we saw Paris
You wanted to see Dutronc, and we saw Dutronc
I wanted to see your sister, I saw Mont Valérien
You wanted to see Hortense, she was in Cantal
I wanted to see Byzantium, and we saw Pigalle
At Saint-Lazare station, I saw the Flowers of Evil
By chance

Vesoul (Jaques Brel - Giddy and Rob Jam)

An instrumental, old-world journey through the life of Christ—told with orchestra, choir textures, and ambient synths. The Life of the Beloved moves from the eternal Logos and the hush of Bethlehem to Jordan’s waters, desert trial, luminous teachings, signs and wonders, the night watch of Gethsemane, the sorrow and stillness of the Tomb, and a radiant Ascension. Renaissance/Baroque color meets modern sound design in seamless, filmic movements that breathe, rise, and resolve—inviting listeners to watch the Gospel in their mind’s eye without a single word.

Morning of Ascension

This one is a little over a decade old and it would not exist if not for a friend that had come over and started poking around on my keyboard in an attempt to play something.  My DAW was recording it.  It inspired me to make something.  This is what it has become.

Knowing

it belongs to the "Return from Delta" series

Return from Delta 5

Many thoughts and feelings came to my mind while composing this piece, however, I always imagined it being heard in the middle of a majestic and natural place. In this sense, my obvious suggestion is: close your eyes and free your mind, there is no destination.

This photo has been taken by reurinkjan:

https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/

https://www.flickr.com/photos/reurinkjan/

Someplace

Sometimes you feel like you belong to another place. A remote place in which you find out positive emotions and marvelous people; maybe an interesting and surprising person. I think about the Mediterranean while writing these words. An island is capable of enclosing all this meaning, a little spot full of dreams and strong vibes.

This piece has been composed during the confinement experienced in Spain due to the COVID-19 virus pandemic.

The Island

 My musical background is varied. I started studies in music theory and violin at the age of 8. At the age of eleven, I started with  guitar. I 'm a self-taught guitarist. One year later I started in  a school to study harmony and modern piano for six years. In 2006 I moved to Madrid to study visual production and sound.

I'm part of several bands which plays different styles: Rock, pop, heavy ...

My favourite music style  is classical music and rock. I do not think that both worlds need to be exclusionary.

My musical instrument is the piano. I spend my time playing it with complete devotion.

Some samples that can be heard on SoundCloud serve to show the variety that I can cover. I give special priority to  symphonic samples.

Someplace

Nacho Sistal Composer