I am a freediver, and you have indeed evoked aspects of the experience, aspects that I love.

Splendid composition and beautiful keys! 👏❤️

You give a nod to Debussy but I say Chopin too.

Words and Music © Nic Evennett & Phil Dupuis, 2021
Reworking of beat by FL Souto. 
(Mix 2) 

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you don't have to be right,
you don't have to be.
there's every chance the world is upside down.
in strange jaws
and broken mouth
though how the tongues are soaked but never drown...

don't worry yourself,
don't worry.
the ocean doesn't judge with all it knows.
say sorry to your tired limbs and lay them on the shore
the body won't stop pulsing under clothes

the colours of the massacre that opened up my throat
and dripped down to the floor
there's a pool of barely spoken, hardly thought , and never wrote,
and stains forever more.
who are we breathing for?
who are we breathing for?

are you brave enough to follow between the stolen sounds?
are you wise enough to know what cuts in two?
can you rise to the challenge whilst you fall to the ground?
am I asking you in me or me in you?
are you brave enough to follow between the stolen sounds?
are you wise enough to know what cuts in two?
can you rise?

pulsing

17 January 2023

Transylvania Forever Dark (The Return Of Prince Vlad)DEMO

Piano composition by Anibal Seminara
Image by Many Souffan

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3 Piezas Para Piano No. 2 En Sol Mayor

Happy Piano Day!

Impressionist piece inspired by the experience of free diving--wandering and peaceful with a tinge of anxiety in the back of the mind.

Some musical elements are borrowed from my album "Seven Dreams of the Orb Weaver" https://soundcloud.com/skai-eriksson/sets/seven-dreams-of-the-orb-weaver.

Some inspiration from Debussy may be heard in the shifting tonal center and more overtly with the pentatonic runs.

To convey the irregular undulations of the sea and the uneven activity level of freediving I fully indulged in tempo rubato--I think I ended up with tempo rubato e rotto :-)

-photograph taken by Melissa Lehman.

Freedive

I'm fed up 
of those who sell morning and night
of despair 

I don't take it well
When they try to make me believe 
that red is black

it hurts me bad
to see that we forget to do what s good 
when everything goes wrong

I'm fed up 
of those who always strike
where it hurts me

and I'm enraged
when the vultures of the weakest
feast

I feel bad 
when they want to erect to the most vulgar 
a pedestal

I still want 
to believe in another life 
in other joys  
I dream that we can still build 
a new world, 
that we can finally change history

L'histoire (translated)

Music, poetry, rehearsals with musicians, singing... In the absence of all this, you have to do everything yourself... :)
Video-version is here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-_wmWSwTc2Q

Poetry in Russian:

Хмурым утром, холодным, туманным,
С корабля я сошел на причал.
Не найдя в море лжи и обмана
Все, что в тщетной надежде искал.

Крики чаек, 
Серых волн прибой.
Разве ждал встретиться с тобой?
Словно чудо, ты явилась вдруг,
И светом все озарила вокруг!

Понял я - путь мой был не напрасен,
И не зря ветер дул в паруса.
Радость жизни вернула мне снова
Глаз твоих изумрудных краса.

И теперь, позабыв все печали,
Каждый вечер я жду, ангел мой,
Нашей встречи с тобой, чтоб сначала,
Жизнь прожить под счастливой звездой!

English translation:

Gloomy morning, cold, foggy...
From the ship I went to the pier,
Not finding in the Sea of Lies
All that I sought in vain.

The screams of seagulls,
Surf of gray waves...
I did not hope to meet someone like you.
Like a miracle, you suddenly appeared
And the light illuminated everything around!

I realized that my path was not for nothing,
And wind blew into the sail not without reason -
The beauty of your emerald eyes
Returned me again the joy of life.

And now, forgetting all the sorrows,
Every evening, my angel,
I wait meeting with you,
To live my life again
Now under a lucky star...

"Emerald Eyes"

Piano/instrumental composition, and piano: Debra Buesking @debra_buesking
Melody composition for the voice, and voice: Oddrun Eikli
Poem: EMILY BRONTË
Cover design: Debra

Thank you so much Debbie, for great JOY working together.
Thank you so much for your friendship.

POEM OF EMILY BRONTË

That wind, I used to hear it swelling
With joy divinely deep;
You might have seen my hot tears welling,
But rapture made me weep.


I used to love on winter nights
To lie and dream alone
Of all the hopes and real delights
My early years had known.


And oh! above the best of those
That coming time should bear,
Like heaven's own glorious stars they rose,
Still beaming bright and fair.

November 28, 1839.

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.

That Wind. Debra Buesking and Oddrun Eikli

I remastered this 3-piece (trilogy) because I think it deserved it. What do you think of it? Should I put it on Spotify?

A Day too Beautiful to forget (remastered)

and now for something completely different…
This song had been half-finished for an age and in a spirit of new-found whimsy I have faux-finished it 😊.  I had rather a lot of fun singing the pixie backing vocals!  Written sung, made and played by Emma.
 *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *  *
i saw mermaids, real live mermaids
swimming in that little bay
the secret one where dreams allow us
freedom yet for breathing

i saw elves, the wood-elf kind
when i was walking through the forest
green and golden sunshine drifts through
leaves and i feel magic

i feel magic in the air, i know i am alive at last
i can taste it on my tongue, it feels so.... it feels so....
i don’t know how i’ve been living here so long and never...
o... it’s magic

i saw serpents real live serpents
swimming in the backyard creek
twining tangle shadow waters
i can feel you calling – and the sun on water sparkles

i saw lights in many colours
i was holding out my hand to
gather in the pieces of you
floating on the water

i feel magic in the air, the endless possibilities, 
i taste them hold them on my tongue
run wild as all the colours run
over me now, over and over and over -  it’s magic....

i feel magic in the air...

2 AM: A Nocturne

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-professional mathematician by day and amateur composer by night (time permitting--I am also a father of two beautiful young rascals)

I grew up in the Florida Keys where both of my parents worked as musicians in the entertainment business.  My grandmother taught me to play the piano at an early age.  I ended up pursuing a career in mathematical research and teaching, but in my free time I enjoy composing music mainly for piano.

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