Torbjørn Vagle and Oddrun Eikli.

Vocal and vocal composition: Oddrun Eikli
Piano and instrumental composition: Torbjørn Vagle https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv
Orchestral composition and performance: Ad Van Nederpelt https://soundcloud.com/ad-van-nederpelt
Production for all instruments and vocals, the final mix and mastering: Ad Van Nederpelt
Poem: Emily Elizabeth Dickinson (December 10, 1830 – May 15, 1886)
Photo Torbjørn Vagle and Cover layout: Vetle Vagle
Thank you so much Torbjørn and Ad for this great JOY.
Poem:
Emily Elizabeth Dickinson  was an American poet. Little-known during her life, she has since been regarded as one of the most important figures in American poetry.

In this poem, Dickinson discusses her love for a man. She is jealous of everything around him, the water "He rides", the Chariots, the hills that watch him going by, the sparrows, the fly, even the leaves.
"I envy Seas, whereon He rides --" can be seen as a love poem for a man, but it can also be seen as a religious poem. The mention of Heaven and Gabriel can easily make this connection. The love of God and the love of everything he created.

I envy seas whereon he rides

I envy seas whereon he rides,
I envy spokes of wheels
Of chariots that him convey,
I envy speechless hills

That gaze upon his journey;
How easy all can see
What is forbidden utterly
As heaven, unto me!

I envy nests of sparrows
That dot his distant eaves,
The wealthy fly upon his pane,
The happy, happy leaves

That just abroad his window
Have summer’s leave to be,
The earrings of Pizarro
Could not obtain for me.

I envy light that wakes him,
And bells that boldly ring
To tell him it is noon abroad,—
Myself his noon could bring,

Yet interdict my blossom
And abrogate my bee,
Lest noon in everlasting night
Drop Gabriel and me

I envy seas whereon he rides. Torbjørn Vagle, Ad Van Nederpelt, Oddrun Eikli.

Poem Emily Jane Brontë.
Torbjørn Vagle https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv: Instrumental composition, 
guitarharp, piano, el.piano, synth and bass
Oddrun Eikli: Vocal and vocal composition, photo.
Ad Van Nederpelt https://soundcloud.com/ad-van-nederpelt; Orchestral composition, strings,  mix and mastering,
Coverlayout: Vetle Vagle
Thank you so much Torbjørn and Ad, thank you from my heart.

This music was written and finished before the outbreak of war in Europe. We feel deeply for the people who are suffering in the war.
Despite the cruelty of the war, we share this music today, 
....."let us sit and watch the while
The blue ice curdling on the stream ".....
This poem by Emily Jane Brontë takes us out into nature, where we can for a moment, move away from the painful and brutal world.
The poem focuses on the healing ability of nature. 

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

How still, how happy! Those are words
That once would scarce agree together;
I loved the plashing of the surge -
The changing heaven the breezy weather,

More than smooth seas and cloudless skies
And solemn, soothing, softened airs
That in the forest woke no sighs
And from the green spray shook no tears.

How still, how happy! now I feel
Where silence dwells is sweeter far
Than laughing mirth's most joyous swell
However pure its raptures are.

Come, sit down on this sunny stone:
'Tis wintry light o'er flowerless moors -
But sit - for we are all alone
And clear expand heaven's breathless shores.

I could think in the withered grass
Spring's budding wreaths we might discern;
The violet's eye might shyly flash
And young leaves shoot among the fern.

It is but thought - full many a night
The snow shall clothe those hills afar
And storms shall add a drearier blight
And winds shall wage a wilder war,

Before the lark may herald in
Fresh foliage twined with blossoms fair
And summer days again begin
Their glory - haloed crown to wear.

Yet my heart loves December's smile
As much as July's golden beam;
Then let us sit and watch the while
The blue ice curdling on the stream -
Emily Jane Brontë

How Still. Torbjørn Vagle. Ad Van Nederpelt. Oddrun Eikli.

Heartfelt thanks to Torbjørn for this composition that he invited Dairv and me to be a part of. With the poetry of Emily Brontë , this became a journey in nature, about hope and about light.
May we take care of our wonderful nature.

Torbjørn Vagle: instrumental composition, piano, organ, synth, strings and productionhttps://soundcloud.com/tobbenv
Oddrun Eikli: vocal and vocal composition
Dairv Dubbleyew: Guitarhttps://soundcloud.com/dairv-dubbleyew
Cover: Vetle Vagle
Poem by Emily Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848)

VIII
The battle had passed from the height,
And still did evening fall;
While heaven with its restful night
Gloriously canopied all.

The dead around were sleeping
On heath and granite grey,
And the dying their last watch were keeping
In the closing of the day.
·⁠·⁠·⁠·⁠·
How golden bright from earth and heaven
The summer day declines!
How gloriously o'er land and sea
The parting sunbeam shines!
There is a voice in the wind that waves
Those bright rejoicing trees.
·⁠·⁠·⁠·⁠·
Not a vapour had stained the breezeless blue,
Not a cloud had dimmed the sun,
From the time of morning's earliest dew
Till the summer day was done.

And all as pure and all as bright
The sun of evening died,
And purer still its parting light
Shone on Lake Elnor's tide.

Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

Morning`s Earliest Dew . Torbjørn Vagle. Dairv Dubbleyew. Oddrun Eikli.

Poem: Emily Jane Brontë 

Oddrun Eikli: vocal and vocal composition https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli
Torbjørn Vagle: Instrumental composition, piano, bass, synth, drums&percussion https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv
Arne Hiorth: Trumpet and trumpet arrangement https://soundcloud.com/arnehiorth
Photo: Oddrun Eikli
Cover: Vetle Vagle
Mix: Torbjørn Vagle
Mastering Njål Frode Lie https://www.nflproduksjoner.no/

The mist and the landscape evoke memories of the poet's childhood, and she longs to return to the time when she felt safe and happy under her father's roof. There is also an acknowledgment that a time has passed, and the melancholy that something will never be the same.
Thank you from heart Torbjørn and Arne for this collaboration. 

Mild the mist upon the hill
Telling not of storms tomorrow;
No, the day has wept its fill,
Spent its store of silent sorrow.

O, I'm gone back to the days of youth,
I am a child once more,
And 'neath my father's sheltering roof
And near the old hall door

I watch this cloudy evening fall
After a day of rain;
Blue mists, sweet mists of summer pall
The horizon's mountain chain.

The damp stands on the long green grass
As thick as morning's tears,
And dreamy scents of fragrance pass
That breathe of other years.
Emily Jane Brontë
Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818 – 19 December 1848) was an English novelist and poet who is best known for her only novel, Wuthering Heights, now considered a classic of English literature. She also published one book of poetry with her sisters Charlotte and Anne titled Poems by Currer, Ellis and Acton Bell with her own poems finding regard as poetic genius.

Upon The Hill. Torbjørn Vagle. Oddrun Eikli. Arne Hiorth.

Torbjørn: vocal, instrumental and vocal composition https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv
Oddrun: vocal and vocal composition
Mastering: Njål Frode Lie
Poem: William Blake
"Ah! Sun-flower" is a poem by William Blake, published in his collection Songs of Experience in 1794. The poem explores themes of longing, weariness, and the human desire for something beyond earthly existence, using the sunflower as a symbol. 

A big thank you to you Torbjørn, what a great joy to sing this beautiful poem.

Poem: William Blake

Ah! sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun,
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller’s journey is done;

Where the youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves and aspire;
Where my sunflower wishes to go.

Ah! Sun-flower. Torbjørn Vagle. Oddrun Eikli

Music, instrumentation and production : Torbjørn Vagle https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv
poem, melody for the voice, and vocals: Oddrun Eikli

So This Is Spring

So this is Spring
You can feel it within
Love keeps on giving
Birds whistle and sing
In the first day of Spring

Faces that smile
New Wave and new style
Look at the colors
Listen to the sound
Daffodills and Bluebells
Are covering the ground

So this is Spring
You can feel it within
Love keeps on giving
Birds whistle and sing
In the first day of Spring

So This Is Spring. Torbjørn Vagle and Oddrun Eikli

Music: Torbjørn Vagle and Oddrun Eikli
Musicarr. and all intruments: Torbjørn Vaglehttps://soundcloud.com/tobbenv
Voice and lyrics: Oddrun Eikli

Thank you so much Torbjørn for the collab. "Preludium", thank you for joy.

som i ett lite barns fryktløse blikk
åpnes mitt hjerte i ditt
i ett åpent sinn deles min glede med din
som ett lite barn

Preludium . Torbjørn Vagle and Oddrun Eikli.

We proudly present our new song: Tell me
Music: Oddrun Eikli and Torbjørn Vagle
Instrumental composition and additional instruments: Torbjørn Vagle//soundcloud.com/tobbenv
Vocal composition, vocal and photo for the cover: Oddrun Eikli 
Trumpet and the trumpet arrangement: Arne Hiorth
Instrumental composition and additional instruments: Torbjørn Vagle
Mix&Mastering: Njål Frode Lie http://www.nflproduksjoner.no/
poem: " Tell Me " , by Emily Jane Brontë (30 July 1818- 19 Dec. 1848)
Haworth, England

Describing time is not ever going to be easy, but in her own unique way, Emily Brontë is able to effectively convey a powerful means of doing so.
The images described are fairly simple — the past is something to be longed for, the present is something to plan in, and the future is something to look forward to.
The natural imageries used are phenomena that a child might observe all the time while growing up. The childlike simplicity of the metaphors combined with it`s inner meanings is what makes this poem so beautiful.

Tell me, tell me, smiling child,
What the past is like to thee ?
'An Autumn evening soft and mild
With a wind that sighs mournfully.'

Tell me, what is the present hour ?
'A green and flowery spray
Where a young bird sits gathering its power
To mount and fly away.'

And what is the future, happy one ?
'A sea beneath a cloudless sun ;
A mighty, glorious, dazzling sea
Stretching into infinity.'

Tell Me. Torbjørn Vagle and Oddrun Eikli. Trumpet: Arne Hiorth

Oddrun Eikli: Vocals and vocal composition
Torbjørn Vagle: Instrumental composition, piano, keyboards and mix https://soundcloud.com/tobbenv/tracks
POEM OF EMILY BRONTË , May 1838
Photo: Oddrun Eikli 
Cover layout: Vetle Vagle
Mastering: Njål Frode Lie www.nflproduksjoner.

Thank you to each and every one for sharing friendship, music and support,  during this very difficult year 2020.
Warm wishes to you all, and a hope for a better New Year in 2021!

Thank you so much Torbjørn, for this collaboration that gives me such peace in a troubled time.
It`s a JOY to work with you Torbjørn, and thank you also to your son Vetle for his great cover art for our song.
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POEM OF EMILY BRONTË 

This shall be thy lullaby,
Rocking on the stormy sea;
Though it roar in thunder wild,
Sleep, stilly sleep, thou bright-haired child.

When our shuddering boat was crossing
Eldern's lake so rudely tossing,
Then 'twas first my nursling smiled;
Sleep, softly sleep, my fair-browed child.

Waves above thy cradle break,
Foamy tears are on thy cheek,
Yet the ocean's self grows mild
When it bears my slumbering child.

May 1838
( The photo is taken in Grasmere.  A village  in Cumbria, England, in the centre of the Lake District. In my imagination it`s EMILY BRONTË`s  "Eldern's lake" from the poem :)

Lullaby. Torbjørn Vagle og Oddrun Eikli.

Thank you for listening and for your comments.
Music is Magic:)
Thank you soundcloud 20.08.13. for SCOTD http://soundcloud.tumblr.com/post/58744738434/soundclouder-of-the-day-oddrun-eikli-if-theres 
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Biografi
Oddrun Eikli is the singer in Loops and Bridges. A project headed by Oddrun Eikli and Arne Hiorth. Oddrun Eikli sings, composes the melodies and writes the lyrics , Arne Hiorth does the arranging trumpet work and studio engineering.
Loops and Bridges released their debut album in jan 2010 (mtgmusic)
http://www.mtgmusic.no/artist/73/Arne-Hiorth-og-Oddrun-Eikli
Doors And Windows released september 2014.



New cd out mai 2013:
SPIRALI
massimo berizzi: trumpet & electronics 
oddrun eikli: vocals & lyrics
alessandro monti: bass

 CD RELEASES AUTUMN 2012:
"ENDRING" WITH Raphaelgtr and
 THE INTERNATIONAL  JAZZ CD  "FLOW"

"FLOW":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DtaKeETfQ4g
The musicians on the "FLOW" album are:
Cheryl Pyle (New York City) - flute, Oddrun Eikli (Oslo) - vocals, Arne Hiorth (Oslo) - trumpet, Stanislav Zaslavsky (Kamensk) - piano), Sean O'Bryan Smith (Nashville) - bass, and Axel Weiss (Obernbreit) on guitars and art.

"ENDRING":
Raphaelgtr & Oddrun Eikli
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ghdVeFgfPIA

ODDRUNS COLLABS. AT SOUNDCLOUD:
you can find my collabs. in these sets:



with Arne Hiorth:
https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/oddrun-eikli-and-arne-hiorth
with Axel Weiss
http://soundcloud.com/axelweis/sets/oddrun-and-axel/
with Vicente bueso:
https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/vicente-bueso-and-oddrun-eikli
with Raphael GTR and Massimo Berizzi
https://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/raphael-gtr-and-oddrun-eikli
a set with many of my souncloud-collabs:
http://soundcloud.com/oddrun-eikli/sets/collabs-with-my-sc-friends/

Thank you. :) Thank you to you all !:)