This track is a rich and irreplaceable means to understand the profound link between the sacred and the profane in music and in life

A song as a "starter" that keeps my music circulating. good song! We had a wonderful ensemble that enriched our hearts. thank you!

From my heart

Jeg skrev denne til minne om mamma. 

I wrote this in memory of my mother. 

Ei lita låt. Janitsjar/Concert band

Opus 20. Janitsjar/Concert band

Opus 20. Strykere, fantasi

Kjære Gud Fader (10.05.22)

Lyrics and vocal by Tatyana Zotova.
Music by Tatyana Zotova and Oleg Andreev.
Piano, arrange and mixing by Oleg Andreev.
Photo by Alexey Zotov.

Топи (Bogs)

Frisell

Hangdog

Transparent Cubes

Deep Freeze

One of my favourite Pink Floyd tracks is "Have a Cigar" from the album "Wish You Were Here." Also, my all-time favourite Floyd album. Note : I can't take credit for the vocals as i only played the lead guitar over the backing track. Here's the video link to the cover. https://youtu.be/e8JOfKcfV4o?si=TpydQVbA0DNnqEDU

Have A Cigar Pink Floyd Cover

A waltz lightning is born in the gray clouds...
I invite you to listen to my piano improvisation "Waltz in Shades of Gray".
The sheet music of some of my compositions can be downloaded from my website https://pianoimprovictor.com/ Some new works are available on  https://www.sheetmusicplus.com/publishers/victor-birkan-sheet-music/3028943?isPLP=1
Find all my music here: https://linktr.ee/victorbirkan

Waltz In Shades Of Gray - Improvised Piano Piece

Dedicated to the genius of Henri Poincaré and Évariste Galois. And also to the many more that feel totally lost in maths.

Ô mathématiques sévères,
où j'ésperais trouver la paix,
loin des passions et des misères...
Logiquement, je me trompais.

Ô mathématiques sévères,
qui accablent mon coeur divisé!
Je multiplie en vain les prières,
sans rien soustraire ou ajouter...

Dans un ruban de Moebius
c'est la même face des deux cotés.
Et, en furetant un peu plus,
on trouve même un Poincaré.

J'apprends la joie et la misère
d'un infini de nullités.
Je ne sais plus ce que j'intègre,
à la dérive pour dériver.

Et je me perds dans les fonctions
sur des espaces insensés,
qui tuent, à coups d'abstraction,
tous mes efforts pour raisonner.

Peut-être tout ce qui éxiste
est juste une probabilité.
Dans l'Univers combinatoire
je suis une possibilité.

Ô mathématiques sévères
ou j'éspérais trouver les lois
placées à l'aube des mystères
par le décret du Roi des Rois.

Dans le vertige des données,
je viens ici crouler par terre,
comptant les morts et les blessés,
les sanglants chiffres de la guerre.

Je sens la plume de Galois
écorchant les feuilles de papier
pour démontrer encore une fois
le desespoir des condamnés.

Ô mathématiques sévères,
où j'ésperais trouver la paix,
loin des passions et des misères...
Logiquement, je me trompais.

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O severe mathematics,
where I hoped to find peace,
far from passions and miseries...
Logically, I was wrong.

O severe mathematics,
which overwhelm my divided heart!
I multiply my prayers in vain,
without subtracting or adding anything...

In a Moebius strip
it's the same side on both sides.
And, looking around a little more,
we even find a Poincaré. (i.e. a square point)

I learn the joy and misery
of an infinity of nullities.
I no longer know what I am integrating,
drifting in derivation.

And I get lost in the functions
on insane spaces
that kill, with strikes of abstraction,
all my efforts to reason.

Maybe everything that exists
is just a probability.
In the combinatorial Universe
I'm just a possibility.

O severe mathematics
where I hoped to find the laws
placed at the dawn of mysteries
by the decree of the King of Kings.

In the dizziness of data,
I come here to collapse on the ground,
counting the dead and wounded,
the bloody numbers of the war.

I feel the pen of Galois
peeling the sheets of paper
to demonstrate once again
the despair of the condemned.

O severe mathematics,
where I hoped to find peace,
far from passions and miseries...
Logically, I was wrong.

Ô Mathématiques Sévères! (based on L'Envol from Gérald Olivieri)

My most rabble track (dec'93), although it's got a mystic surprise. As a novelty, dialog between voice and guitar (take into account that this album was recorded at once, consider it a live show).

Mi tema más "canalla" (diciembre de 1993), si bien con una sorpresita mística. Como novedad, el diálogo entre voz y guitarra, recordad que está grabado del tirón.

Lyrics/Letra:

Bonita de cara, escasa de carne;
fría por fuera, caliente su sangre.
No la volverás a ver, no la volverás a ver.

Tiene guardado un secreto muy dentro de sí;
tú no supiste saberlo, y fue para mí.
No lo pudiste saber, (oh) no llegaste a conocer,
sólo te faltó insistir, y yo...
yo insistí.

Ven a buscarla a donde guarda el secreto, 
es un bosque escondido en el fondo de su mente.

Vas a perderte, vas a perderte, porque...
ya no habla igual, ya no piensa igual,
ya no viste igual, ya no vive igual.

Bonita de cara, escasa de carne;
fría por fuera, caliente su sangre.
No la volverás a ver, no la volverás a ver.

Bonita de cara (Yo insistí)

guitar op.1 nº1 & nº2

I wrote this piece for Elin. She plays the glockenspiel

Tel'a Elin (A song for Elin)

I am a hobby composer from Norway. Every file is my own music. 

I wrote the march "Gutta på tur" together with my friend Jan Sørlie who is no longer with us ❤️

Opus 20. Janitsjar/Concert band

Lars-Jørgen Sørensen

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