Jako nieliczni wykonujemy włoską muzykę taneczną (Musica da ballo). Nasze aranżacje dostarczają widzom wyjątkowych wrażeń artystycznych poprzez żywe instrumenty, takie jak: akordeon, trąbka, saksofon czy perkusja.
Decydując się na naszą orkiestrę, mogą Państwo wybrać mniejszy , przystępniejszy skład, nie tracąc na jakości i zawsze zachowując wysoki poziom.
W przypadku uroczystości weselnych uwzględniamy Państwa sugestie co do pierwszego tańca, jak również prowadzonych przez nas zabaw weselnych.

Zapewniamy także oprawę muzyczną podczas ślubu w kościele (organista, wokalistka, trębacz), np. Ave Maria na organy z wokalem lub trąbką, Marsz weselny WAGNERA lub MENDELSONA na organy z trąbką i inne.

To, co nas wyróżnia to: oryginalność, żywioł, humor, kultura osobista i wysoki profesjonalizm. Posiadamy własny transport. Gramy na terenie całego kraju i nie tylko.

Kontakt z zespołem Grzegorz 607-836-929 lub mailowo studiomuzyki@wp.pl

2„Maracai” - Limbo - Gianni - Mirizzi

IL MIO PRIMO MUSETTE valse musette.Per chi è interessato allo spartito o alla base audio mi può contattare su gennaroruffolo@libero.it e gli verrà inviata gratuitamente.
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Accordion

IL MIO PRIMO MUSETTE valse musette

Collected from Youtube, share good melodies. Enjoy
Original link: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G-Wy89jH3h8&t=21s&ab_channel=JosmerDeAbreu


0:00 1- Un p'tit brin musette.
2:56 2- Valse De L'Amour.
5:32 3- Valse de la foret.
8:05 4- Tendresse.
11:18 5- Style Musette (Valse).
13:46 6- Au vieux bal musette.
16:18 7- Avec mes plus doux baisers.
19:15 8- C'est Si Bon (Fox Schuffle).
22:18 9- Concerto d'automne (Fox-Ballade).
24:12 10- D'la valse dans sa musette.
26:40 11- Domino (Valse).
29:44 12- En amateur (Valse).
32:15 13- La vie en rose (Slow-Ballade).
34:54 14- Le plus beau tango du monde.
37:54 15- Le retour des hirondelles.
40:23 16- Le tango nous invite.
43:52 17- Adiós Sevilla (Paso-Doble).
46:08 18- Simple tango (Tango).
48:57 19- Quand tu reviendras.
52:15 20- Si tu m'écrivais.
56:10 21- Reve de jockey.
58:28 22- Carillon d'alsace.
1:01:25 23- Joue contre joue (Valse).
1:04:10 24- Le roi de de l'arène.
1:07:01 25- Musette (pasodoble).
1:10:24 26- Pigalle.
1:13:11 27- Accordeon Poete.
1:15:57 28- Au plaisir des bois.
1:18:36 29- Bravo l'accordéon.
1:21:15 30- Calinerie (Valse).
1:23:28 31- C'est un mauvais garçon.
1:26:01 32- Douce Ecossaise (Polka).
1:28:11 33- Etoile des neiges.
1:31:34 34-La java bleue.
1:33:15 35- La Saint-Hubert.
1:36:11 36- L'ardent matador.
1:38:46 37- Le chou chou de mon coeur.
1:41:57 38- Les fiancés d'Auvergne.
1:44:53 39- Marche des footballeurs.
1:47:32 40- Paso oriental.
1:50:30 41- Perles de cristal.
1:53:50 42- Tres Hermanos.
1:56:08 43- Trompette Musette.

Musette Accordeon - Andre Verchuren Accordion Compilation

I Just Called To Say I Love You

Fifteen years ago, in search for an authentic country singer I had heard of, I ventured in to a local tavern, one of Cleveland’s cut-and-shoot hillbilly bars.  It was on the corner of East 55th Street near broadway, within sniffing distance of steel smelters in the Flats.  A few steps inside the door and-twang, twang- it felt like country déjà vu: dark, crowded, full of the yeasty fumes of beers swilled and spilled, the air choked blue with unfiltered cigarettes, an enormous, battered jukebox pounding out Hank Jr.  As the strains of “Whiskey Bent & Hell Bound” faded from the box, the three man band on a tiny corner stage segued into the song’s second verse so smoothly it sounded like switching your stereo from left to right speakers.  Only now, I was listening to a hyped-up bearded singer playing a white Telecaster guitar who sounded precisely like Hank Williams Jr. Pretty neat trick.

For this next set, the singer belted out Bob Seger, wrang every emotion from George Jones, all the while winking at both of the pretty untatooed women in the place, working up more sweat and squandering more charisma that you’d ever expect for a $50 gig.

As I learned later when the singer came over to out table at the break, I finally was beholding Roger Martin.  The son of a West Virginia coal miner and a World War II Italian war bride.  “The guinea from West Virginny,” he said proudly.

As a boy, Roger was reaered in the rough mostly black Hough neighborhood, then moved east to the Italian section of Collinwood, Cleveland’s version of Beirut, where blacks and Italians and Slovenians live uneasily, flank to shank, in clearly demarcated blocks.  Whether by design or accident, Roger’s musical style mirrors the neighborhood, and you can find each influence on this album: raspy soul, the mother tongue of his mama mia, the pumping polka sounds of a Slovenian accordion.

With this crazy mix, Roger was “wild country” before country radio programmers named this airplay niche today in search of the young audience suckled on their parent’s rock and roll.  His private life was wild as hell.  A Purple Heart decorated Vietnam vet, Roger came home with a shrapnel shredded knee and a hospital-acquired taste for pain killers.  He dove in to the local music scene with a passion, devouring pills and booze and coke in amounts that would have stunned Hank Sr. long before his overdose in Canton, Ohio, in 1953.  When I hadn’t heard of Roger Martin these past several years, I knew he was dead.  Or in prison.  As a reporter for the Plain Dealer, I had hung around him for a long profile and many times had seen him tie off an arm or leg and shoot coke into whatever uncollapsed vein he could find.  He’d check into the Veterans hospital in Brecksville, clean up for months, only to get a Jones going again. 

Now Roger is back.  Literally, back from the dead, and clean-I hope-forever.  His life would make a great country song.  “Back From the Dead” is great country music.

I Just Called To Say I Love You

Phil Braido 1

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