A musical play based on Henry James's classic novel (75 minutes).

If You like this song please listen my other organ compositions.They are titled "4" and "6" greetings

ASFdeafboar - Dark Cathedral

Short Tale

In this track, I experimented with the fusion of a simple, crisp melody played on a Stratocaster with a complete synthetic ensemble. In fact, all the sounds in this track, except for the guitars, are sourced from the stock plugins of the MPC.

The bass sound, reminiscent of that of an electric bass, is synthesized using the Bassline plugin on the MPC. I'm truly fond of the rounded sound I've achieved.

The Mellotron pads contribute a somewhat dark backdrop to the ensemble, creating an intriguing contrast with the crisp country sound of the Stratocaster.

I hope you enjoy the track; please share your thoughts in the comments.

Foggy Day

This EP contains 3 signals – Maor Azulay mastered the art of downtempo techno and deep fat bass, sent his unique track to his friends from Zalmanim Records to remix. 2 more signals born, One by Mime Time and the other By Simon Rose. This is a great EP that takes a great track to road trip between genres and it's a great fun.

Maor Azulay - Signals (Simon Rose Remix)

Feel like I should be walking on the shores of Galilee 
But instead I'm in a prison built up in my infancy.
Thought I was like the young boy from the Empire of the Sun.
But that wasn't how they saw me.
And that's how I came undone.
I'm not the one.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

A laughing stock. 
I can't smoke pot.
Three corners to sweep dust.
When you fall into black water, all your keys begin to rust.
You're not thinking on damnation.
Amongst the holes you're teetering.
A cage containing lightning bolts. 
Which somehow you fit in.
Forget your sin.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, sister, mother, Mary. 
Won't you lay your grace on me.
I do not want your money.
I'm dismayed about this fee.
The foolish man puts effort into digging diamond mines?
Yet a wise man takes his gold figures and reaches for the sky?
And don't ask why?

Felt sorry for the workers.
Give them all your sympathy.
If they didn't need the money.
Oh, footloose and fancy free.
And they wouldn't need so of much it if they weren't all in such pain.
You must all go on holiday.
You must all buy cocaine.
If it's all the same.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Where's my money?
Play around.
Time goes by.
There's no win. 
Games to play.
Songs to sing.
See the sun is rising.
But your not asleep.
An uncertain horizon.
Nothing deep.
Oh, my lady.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, sister, mother, Mary. 
Won't you take this pain from me.
Because the route to your salvation seems delayed by infamy.
Oh, holy mother of Jesus. 
Won't you let me in the door.
I'm not asking to sleep on your bed.
I'm content with the floor.
I want some more.

I go to ground, then I hear you speak.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.
Oh, my baby.
Lay me down.

Oh, sister, mother, Mary. 
Won't you exorcise for me.
The ghosts all these winters spent in bleak despondency.
The holy men of the mountain.
They pass judgement down on all.
But they're not fooling anybody.
Waiting for the fall.
We missed their call.

Oh, my baby.
Lay me down. (Repeat)

Sister, Mother, Mary

11- Vioflesh Wake Up

THE DESCENT

Written: 2022
Duration: ca. 9'
for B-flat trumpet and piano
Commissioned by Lexie Signor
World Premiere:  Mostly Modern Festival, Lexie Signor, trumpet; Geoffrey Burleson, piano; Helen Filene Ladd Concert Hall, Arthur Zankel Performing Arts Center, Saratoga Springs, NY, June 2023
Publisher: Bill Holab Music: https://billholabmusic.com/composers/robert-paterson/
For more information: https://robertpaterson.com/soar
Buy Sheet Music: https://billholabmusic.com/product/soar/

PROGRAM NOTE
Many composers associate orchestral instruments with animals to great effect, such as Prokofiev with Peter and the Wolf, Rimsky-Korsakov with Flight of the Bumblebee, Saint-Saëns with Carnival of the Animals, and perhaps most obsessively, Messiaen with birds from all over the world. In Soar, I associate the trumpet with an eagle, a bird that can fly as high as ten thousand feet and as fast as two hundred miles per hour. Like an eagle soaring above mountains, Soar requires the trumpet player to play fast and high, and both the trumpet and piano parts are, at times, quite virtuosic. In this sense, Soar is really meant as a show-off piece for expert trumpet players. Soar was commissioned by and is dedicated to Lexie Signor.

Soar for Trumpet and Piano

Musical play based on the novel by Henry James.
Music by Philip Case: original lyrics by Anne Dewe; script and additional lyrics by Ellie Ross.
A workshop performance directed by Melanie Fullbrook.
www.whatmaisieknewthemusical.co.uk

What Maisie Knew (The Musical)

What Maisie Knew (The Musical) 2022 Performance

You'll never make a seamstress out of me.
Your clothes will have to suffer down the years.
I don't come free.
See, it's ragged on the borderline.
You never said what's yours is mine.
You will not make a seamstress out of me.

If I chose to go hunting, I'd succeed.
And bring home some wild animal, that's mostly made of meat.
Of course, there's always tooth and claw,
and I've never killed a thing before.
But if I chose to be hunting, I'd succeed.

If I were a spaceman, would you be waiting when I land?
And if I sailed off to some war, what's a ribbon for?

The fireside is warm and idly,
I watch you as you sit there and sing into fires deep.
A singer you will always be.
Your song to sing, a minor key.
A constant ever-changing melody. 

If I chose to go fishing, I'd succeed.
Although I know almost nothing about the dark ways of the sea.
I'm sure that I'd bring back a fish.
A fish for you to make your dish.
If I chose to go fishing, I'd succeed.

If I were a spaceman, would you be waiting when I land?
and I was due to hang, would you make a stand?

If I was a spaceman, there'd be a ticker tape parade,
but if it goes the other way, I hope you stay.



If I Were a Spaceman

At the innermost core of all loneliness is a deep and powerful yearning for union with one's lost self -Brendan Behan

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Retired from the financial world; amateur writer of many songs and three musicals. More on www.followthestar.co.uk.

What Maisie Knew (The Musical) 2022 Performance

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