Musings on the current state of the world

The War Machine

Moving the tree. Hope the moth can find it.

Made using Arturia Pigments.

A Hawk Moth Looking For Lilac

Succubus Maximus

hi-ss

SOLITARY CRUX

You Absolute Shovel Sandwich (Version)

The Pièces froides are two sets of piano pieces composed in March 1897 by Erik Satie. Unpublished until 1912 when Ravel played them publicly, they marked Satie's break from the mystical-religious music of his Rosicrucian and Gymnopodies period (1891–95), and were a harbinger of his humoristic piano suites of the 1910s. 

The title Pièces froides, translated as Cold Rooms or Cold Cuts, is a punning allusion to the dire poverty Satie experienced during his last years living in Montmartre. In July 1896, he had been forced to move into an unheated ground floor closet (he called it a "cupboard”. The space was so small that Satie's camp bed all but blocked the door shut, and on frigid nights he kept warm by sleeping fully dressed with the rest of his clothing piled on top of him.

This the second of the two cold pieces: Danses de travers (Crooked Dances)
1. En y regardant à deux fois (Give it a good look)
2. Passer (Go on)
3. Encore (Again)

Here i've arranged the original solo piano for 2 classical guitars, 12-string, celeste, woodwinds & strings.

cover art: Le Repas Frugal by Picasso

Erik Satie, Pièces Froides

All Things Are Impermanent

Happy In Hell

Mi primera canción, 1990, interpretada a dúo con mi PC (bajo y percusión) y grabada con el móvil en 2012. Nada de mezclas, masterizado, corta-pegas ni trucos: considérese un directo. Ver también los dos magníficos vídeos promocionales en youtube.
My first song, 1990. Played on duet with my PC (bass & percussion), and recorded on a smartphone in 2012. Nothing about mixing, mastering, copy-pastes, nor tricks, consider it a live piece.
Please try piano version:https://soundcloud.com/esemanolain-ruizzo/que-facil-decir-piano-version
Watch also the two magnificent promotional videoclips on youtube.

Lyrics/Letra:

Qué fácil decir,
no quiero seguir.
Que fácil decir,
no quiero sufrir.

Que fácil decir,
no quiero morir.


Qué fácil hablar, 
hablar sin parar.
Qué fácil pensar:
“Esto no va a más.”

(oh, nena!)
Qué fácil cantar
si no estás aquí.

Qué fácil decir (No quiero sufrir)

guitar op.1 nº3

A guy, some guitars and a laptop.
Always happy to collaborate! just drop me a message or email me

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