This one reminds me somehow the Penguin Café Orchestra. Naive, gentle, British. En bref : beautiful

Love a drop of vitriol set against the loveliest music!

Really pleasant acoustic guitar work on this one.

Clearly a case of nominative determinism coz he’s a total dick

Nice folk tune. Awesome job with guitars and voices. Easy and enjoyable song.

Original composition.....Alejandro Gonzalez M.

Desiderium

Spring Songs
Duration: ca. 20'
Instrumentation: tenor and piano
Performers: American Modern Ensemble - Alok Jumar, tenor; Geoffrey Burleson, piano
Recorded at Opera America's National Opera Center, Marc A. Scorca Hall, New York, NY, USA, June 4, 2019
Publisher: Bill Holab Music: http://billholabmusic.com/store/index.php?keyword=spring%20songs%20-&main_page=advanced_search_result&search_in_description=1
For More Information: https://robertpaterson.com/spring-songs-version-for-tenor-and-piano

I. English Sparrows (Washington Square) (Edna St. Vincent Millay)
II.  April 5, 1974 (Richard Wilbur)
III. Done With (Ann Stanford)
IV. The Widow’s Lament in Springtime (William Carlos Williams)
V. Spring Rain (Sara Teasdale)

PROGRAM NOTES
Spring Songs for tenor and chamber ensemble or piano is my third song cycle celebrating the seasons. As with the first two, Winter Songs for bass-baritone and Summer Songs for soprano, this cycle contains settings of poems by various American poets.

Whereas both Winter Songs and Summer Songs end with scenes in New York City, Spring Songs begins with New York: a setting of English Sparrows (Washington Square) by Edna St. Vincent Millay, a poem about a scene that takes place in the morning in Greenwich Village, a neighborhood in New York City where Millay lived in the early 1900s. The second movement is a setting of April 5, 1974 by Richard Wilbur, a poem Wilbur wrote in honor of Robert Frost’s one-hundredth birthday, and I interpret as being about overcoming self-doubt through wisdom, and about understanding the change of seasons, but also a change of mind. The third movement, Done With by Ann Stanford, I interpret to be about death and rebirth. Stanford symbolizes this by a house being torn down and the ground paved over, the now suffocated plant life yearning to break through. The Widow’s Lament in Springtime, the fourth movement, is a setting of a poem by William Carlos Williams. I interpret this poem as a modernist, pastoral elegy that uses images of nature to lament the death of a loved one. The final movement, a setting of the poem Spring Rain by Sara Teasdale, is about a happy memory of a lover brought about by an evening thunderstorm.

Spring Songs was commissioned by Rick Teller and Kathleen Rogers and was premiered at Carnegie Hall’s Weill Recital Hall by the American Modern Ensemble, Alok Kumar, tenor, and Geoffrey Burleson, piano.

Spring Songs (Piano/vocal) - I. English Sparrows (Washington Square) (Edna St. Vincent Millay)

A Life Left Behind

A collection of mantras from Divine through Om Hum Gum Namo - LightofLion.

Listen & Meditate & Receive the Energy & Enjoy!

To Muruga

Matt Hancock

ALFONSO LLORENTE: LYRICS, VOCALS, ACOUSTIC GUITAR, ELECTRIC GUITARS, CELLO, BASS & DRUMS
TOBÍAS GONZALEZ: PIANO
MRS A.: VOCALS

MUNDO SIN FRONTERAS (Alfonso Llorente & Tobías González)

https://youtu.be/3Djq5GECTiE

sabrine 
into your eyes of brownish green
i fall as if into a dream
here would i rest now, it would seem
peace would i find here

but not before 
the costume of a harlequin i wore
within this heart, this heart that is not pure
maybe you can redeem me, i'm not sure
maybe i'll ask you

sabrine 
i used to walk with you a way downstream
in those days i was barely in my teens
i mostly understood the things you mean
least i thought so

but then 
the wind turns callow boys to callous men
and fragile things are not within their ken
but you just keep on rolling to your end
that's how it seems

i guess that's the thing
we do not know for sure what death will bring
a star-lit winter or a moonless spring
we talk as if we do, we even sing
we often sing

i will step into your shallows
i will flinch because you are cold
i will feel you move around me
you will bear me for a while, i'm told 
i won't get old 
and then the moon will bring me home to rest 
unless

sabrine 
into your liquid eyes i have seen
redemption have i sought but not received
i guess that's cos redeeming ain't for me
at least not yet

Matt Hancock

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