Hilarious and profound, the best possible combo! The whimsical accompaniment fits like a glove. The performer is also fabulous--not just a great singer, but a powerful actor as well.

Very timely was talking to another of my sons today about the vagaries of the dating game. It's a complicated world out there.

Beautiful and awesome as always. The lyrics are original

При участии гитариста Анатолия Куприянова
With the participation of guitarist Anatoly Kupriyanov

Video: https://youtu.be/ocfgphdLMSc

Instrumental version of this song by link
https://soundcloud.com/alexander-shirokov/the-city-is-tired-instrumental

Эта песня написана 25 лет назад. Я перезаписал её в дань тому времени и музыке.
This song was written 25 years ago. I remaked it in tribute to that time and music.

***
Город устал
Свет фонарей в моём окне
Грустно луна улыбается мне
Открой свою дверь
И услышишь музыки звук
А может быть это - сердца стук
А может быть это - улицы шум
Мыслей оборванных тень
Превращается в замкнутый круг
Превращается в завтрашеий день

Мокрый асфальт
Тени несказанных слов
Манят меня
Как сказки из детских снов
И зазвучит мелодия сладких грёз
Словно восход, что меня зовёт

*** (google translate)
The city is tired
The light of the lanterns in my window
Sad moon smiles at me
Open your door
And you hear the sound of music
Or maybe it's a heartbeat.
Or maybe it's the street noise.
Thoughts dangling shadow
Turns into a vicious circle
Turns into tomorrow

Wet asphalt
Shadows of unspeakable words
Beckon me
Like a fairy tale from childhood dreams
And the melody of sweet dreams will sound
Like a sunrise that calls me

Город устал

The Ritual

Oh, I, decided I would grow a tree.
The finest tree there'd ever be, there'd be no finer tree to see.
Would you like to plant this tree with me?
And we can live our lives out in a dream. 

And I, decided I would take a look.
Past the shiny golden mountains and the babbling, singing, laughing brook.
I can show you pictures that I took. 
That show that I had no thing then, but luck. 

As the planet of blue is fading away.
My memories stuck in the past are fading to grey.
I was trapped behind your mirror for the longest time.
But now. 
I'm in space.

Oh, I, decided I would take a trip.
A trip into the stars upon a shiny, dreaming white spaceship.
There just isn't any way we'll slip. 
Up, on the ship created for this trip. 

But first, I thought that I might take a look.
I couldn't see the right hand for the constant rain of life's left hook. 
The length of time it seems I had mistook. 
The number of the pages in the book.

As the planet of blue is fading away.
My memories stuck in the past are fading to grey.
I was trapped behind your mirror for the longest time.
But now. 
I'm in space.

Oh, I, decided that's the life for me.
Like a sort of pirate, with an eye patch and a wooden knee.
Imagine all the freedom there will be.
Up in space with pirates living free.

But, it is just harder than it seems.
To shoot off into space and live out all your crazy wildest dreams. 
Turns out that you need to go in teams.
If you want to live out all your dreams.

As the planet of blue is fading away.
My memories stuck in the past are fading to grey.
I was trapped behind your mirror for the longest time.
But now. 
I'm in space.

I, Decided

Love A.D

🍑 👻 Save Me

A slightly country-rock-esque song about arguments and compromise

LYRICS:

Again we're starting over in another town
The friends we made, they drift away
like clouds on the wind
I'm tired of waiting
My body's aching and broken
The separating
This meditation is over
and now I'm open to suggestions

November brings a chill into our open minds
It's when we'll take our pills so we can try to find
some relief from it all
You're always hating
but it remains unspoken
And you can stare at the painting
but this conversation's over
unless you're open to suggestions

We can't ignore it
We're gonna have to explore it
And I'm gonna call it:
This one's a forfeit

We can't ignore it
We're gonna have to explore it
And I'm gonna call it:
This one's a forfeit

Nothing else for it..

Forfeit


Move over, honey. I'm working to feeling fine.
I've done messing around. It's my time to shine.

Cos you won't stop me moving on down the line.
And I'm not planning on wasting any more time.

So come here, honey, turn the lights down low.
I've already missed out the first half of the show. 

A cadillacs just fantasy.
And i'm not getting what I need.
Find it hard, to remember.
I'm not waiting, till November.

My mental health anxiety.
Ain't getting  me what I might need.
I'm hungry, and there's other mouths to feed.

So come over, honey, you know it's all for show.
I'm lonely, and I've got nowhere else to go. 

A place to sleep some food to eat.
But I'm not getting what I need.
Find it hard to remember.
I'm not waiting till November.

At the end of the night, we're all living in fantasies.
Created to fulfil one of our many needs.
We're out of step.
But it's just fine.
It might get better down the line.
We're out of steam
And out of time.

Moveover

LIES TO ME

Will I wake up, some dream I made up
No, I guess it's reality
What will change us, or will we mess up
Our only chance to connect with a dream
Say a prayer for me
(Say a prayer for me)
Say a prayer for me
Say a prayer for me
(Say a prayer for me)
I'm buried by the sound
In a world of human wreckage
In a world of human wreckage
In a world of human wreckage
Where I'm lost and I'm found and I can't touch the ground
I'm plowed into the sound
To see wide open with a head that's broken
Hang a life on some tragedy
Plow me under the ground that covers
The message that is the seed
Say a prayer for me
(Say a prayer for me)
Say a prayer for me
Say a prayer for me
(Say a prayer for me)
I'm buried by the sound
In a world of human wreckage
In a world of human wreckage
In a world of human wreckage
Where I'm lost and I'm found and I can't touch the ground
I'm plowed into the sound
Will I wake up, some dream I made up
No, I guess it's reality

Songwriters: Tim Cross / Jimmy Paluzzi / Mike Cross / Joey Mazzola / Mark Dombroski
Plowed lyrics © Three One Three, Gratiot 7 Music, Crush Velvet Kiss Publishing, Electroflame Music, Cowbelly Music Publishing

Plowed (cover)

Duration: ca. 21'
Music by Robert Paterson • Lyrics by David Cote

Instrumentation: soprano and chamber ensemble (wind doubler [flute, B-flat clarinet, oboe], violin, cello, percussion, piano)
Performed by American Modern Ensemble, Marnie Breckenridge, Soprano
Formerly titled "In Real Life."

Purchase Sheet Music: (Version for Soprano and Chamber Ensemble): http://www.billholabmusic.com/store/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=103_137&products_id=2778

Purchase Sheet Music: (Version for Soprano and Piano): http://www.billholabmusic.com/store/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=103_137&products_id=2777

For more information:
Version for Soprano and Chamber Ensemble: https://robertpaterson.com/in-real-life-version-for-soprano-and-chamber-ensemble
Version for Soprano and Piano: https://robertpaterson.com/in-real-life-version-for-soprano-and-piano

In Real Life II for baritone and chamber ensemble and baritone and piano also available. (In Real Life II consists of different songs than In Real Life.)

PROGRAM NOTE
Forty million Americans do it: join a dating site hoping to find true love in digital space. In Real Life is a song cycle for soprano and piano that explores the humor and heartbreak of this modern ritual. Five women fill out their dating-site profiles, opening a window into their worlds. The first song is “A Regular Woman,” in which a lady outlines the exact sort of man she’s looking for with comical specificity, perfect for today’s on-demand culture. “Late Bloomer” is a sweet and wistful portrait of a woman who learns in her 40s that her romantic tastes have changed radically. Next, in “Anastasia,” we hear from a Russian looking for a husband—with all the broken English that entails. With “Collateral,” the mood turns dark, as a war widow contemplates returning to the dating pool. Finally, “Rewind” is a nostalgic anthem by a 35-year-old whose divorce has made her feel like an awkward teen again. Can she learn something from her younger self? Funny and sad yet full of hope, In Real Life is about reality, fantasy and second chances. In Real Life was commissioned by Austin Chamber Ensemble Artistic Director Martha Mortensen Ahern, in honor of its 35th season.

American Modern Ensemble: In Real Life

July 14, 2022

In Real Life I - I. A Regular Woman

1st original release - Thanks for your support.
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Tonight

This apocalyptic rendition of the Led Zeppelin masterpiece features Mothership front-man Richard Fullerton on vocals.

Watch the video here: https://youtu.be/4XPjBLlEhDs

Copyright 2021 Outsider Music Records.

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No Quarter

Houses of the Holy

American composer Robert Paterson is a true New Yorker—born and bred in Buffalo, he lived in Rochester and Ithaca for over ten years, in New York City for over twenty years, and now lives in Saratoga Springs, near the Adirondacks. Paterson’s colorful music embraces a wide variety of themes, everything from goddesses and online dating to mathematics and the environment. His music is filled with emotion and fierce rhythmic energy, marked by elegance, wit, and meticulous craftsmanship. Named Composer of The Year by the Classical Recording Foundation at Carnegie Hall, Paterson is the winner of the Alfred I. DuPont Award, and his opera Three Way won the Grammy® under Best Classical Producer of the Year. His music is often a Best of the Year pick on National Public Radio. His orchestral tone poem, Dark Mountains, regularly airs on NPR’s Performance Today. Three Way premiered with Nashville Opera, then BAM (Brooklyn Academy of Music), and across the United States. Minnesota Orchestra, Louisville Orchestra, The Oratorio Society of New York, Buffalo Philharmonic, Albany Pro Musica, Albany Symphony, Musica Sacra, Austin Symphony, Vermont Symphony, and ensembles worldwide perform his works. Paterson gives masterclasses at the Curtis Institute of Music, New York University, the Aspen Music Festival, the Cleveland Institute of Music, and more. He is the Artistic Director and house composer for Mostly Modern Projects. Robert is a lifelong vegan and advocates for animals and the environment, celebrating the natural world with ground-breaking works such as his Triple Concerto, A New Eaarth, Listen, and I Go Among Trees.

In Real Life I - I. A Regular Woman

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