The Still River of Forgetting

Following the somber opening of the Pandemic Suite, this hymn of hope begins to rise. Echoing Mendelssohn’s chorale from Elijah— "Wer bis an das Ende beharrt", engl: “He that shall endure to the end”— the brass instruments proclaim a steadfast call to persevere through the weight of troubled times.

Pandemic Suite – 02. Hymnus

scent of plum
in a flash of rising sun!
the mountain path
(Matsuo Bashō)
https://www.naviarrecords.com/naviarhaiku602-scent-of-plum/
Komposition1078 Ensemble5

in a flash (naviarhaiku602)

This one is a Re- Master of a 2016 Piano Improvisation i performed Live on Saturna Island, Canada.

It turned out to be one of my most Listened to Piano pieces 

Now... all of you New 2025 Listeners can also enJoy it.

And while you're Listening.. dig this 'All Time Most Awesome Comment from   
SoundCloud Artist @Krazzie-Krissie about this Improv. i Absolutely Love it! <3 
Bless your Ears and yer Soul dear Krissie. You absolutely Get It!!!  :-D 

'' This beautiful piece blooms like sunlight over a quiet island, each piano phrase unfolding with warmth and reflection. You can feel the live energy in every note, like thought and feeling arriving at the same time. The re-master brings out subtle resonance, making each tone feel richer without losing the intimacy. It doesn’t rush, doesn’t press, it simply moves, like breath or water, true to its title. 💨 The kettle sighed and said, “This track smells like ocean air through open windows, familiar and free” 🧊 The fridge offered a cool nod, “Improvised but composed, there’s clarity in every curve” 🧂 The salt grinder smiled softly and added, “Darling, that’s seasoning from experience, not embellishment” 🎹 A gentle, flowing piano journey, honest, open, and full of space to feel.”

What Poetic Ears and Heart she has, and shares.

© Gary Courtland-Miles 2016                                                                                 ℗  Gary Courtland-Miles 2016

Pause n Flow *

noxpox - trulamanala

me on classical guitar, the rest and the photograph by my son Adrian

Ladybug

Lumière du matin

Recording sessions from  13/05/2025 - 03/08/2025.
presets, mixing, processing and editing: Pier WILL.

*** ALL TITLES ARE DOWNLOADABLE***
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🛠 - Made with various Modular Synths / Multi-tracks / No I.A.
🎹 - Composed, arranged, performed, produced by Pier WILL & 4H09
🔲 - Cover art - Pier WILL
🙏 - Acknowledgements - Ableton, AKG, Arturia, Audacity, Cantabile,
Focusrite, Hewlett Packard, Korg, Logitech, Marantz, M-Audio, MSI, Samsung, Sony, SoundCloud, Teac, Techniks, Yamaha.
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⚙️ - #Ambient #Movies #Experimental

I'm almost back...
After the death of a loved one, I found myself unable to play music... so I opened a small attic room deep in my unbalanced mind and played other types of instruments... it had to happen...
So here's a track, "ATTIC ROOM" (37 minutes), composed and produced, bringing together 10 very different and surprising tracks... I feel like I was in another dimension for a while, and I hope you enjoy it.
Have a great listen. Thank you.
Pier WILL

Me voici presque de retour...
Après le décès de l'un de mes proches, je me suis retrouvé dans l'incapacité de jouer de la musique... alors j'ai ouvert une petite chambre mansardée tout au fond de mon esprit en déséquilibre et j'ai joué sur d'autres types d'instruments... il fallait que cela se réalise...
Voici donc un titre "ATTIC ROOM" (37minutes) composé et réalisé rassemblant 10 titres tellement différents et surprenants... je pense avoir été dans une autre dimension pendant un certain temps et j'espère que vous allez apprécier.
Très bonne écoute à vous. Merci
Pier WILL

Attic Room

Schwimmbad

harmonica, saxo, pour évoquer cette voix aimée qui prenait soin de nous, et la mélancolie des jeux d'été, interrompus à regret par la tombée du soir; bref une certaine idée du bonheur, toute simple, qu'on garde au fond de soi

allez les enfants! il se fait tard, il faut rentrer

(Music: Hans-Michael Albers, Lyrics: Terry Reeves)
Terry Reeves:  Vocals
Hans-Michael Albers: All instruments, Arrangement & Production

Today, 22nd. August 2025, marks 13 years since our dear brother Bri succumbed to the deadly combination of leukaemia and Guillain-Barré syndrome.  Watching him through 2012, unable to do anything for himself and increasingly confined to a hospital bed is something none who loved him will ever forget.  
He has never been (and never will be) forgotten, not only for the music he created but for the force of nature he most certainly was.  In 1964, our Mum & Dad bought him an entry level acoustic guitar as a Christmas present and his progress on the instrument was something to behold.  By the time he was 18, he’d bought himself a Gibson Les Paul on HP (24 payments of five pounds and thirteen shillings per month) from Selmers in Charing Cross Road, London.  He joined a band, somehow co-opting me in as lead singer at the tender age of 15 (still a schoolboy, no less) and over the ensuing ten years, formed bands of whose line-up I was always a part, graduating from singing to percussion and eventually drums.
There being guitars laying around the family home, Tel took to playing and encouraged by Bri, never stopped.  Fast forward another five years and he too started writing songs so that by ’82, the 3 of us decided to form a band (Root Division) to play them.  It’s a truly special thing to be in the same band as your brothers and recording those songs became something Tel and me still remember with an abiding nostalgia.  No wonder we still talk about those days…
This song started life as an instrumental, written by Hans and of course, it’s brilliant as is but Tel liked it so much, he asked if he could write some lyrics and a vocal melody.  Being a generous fellow, our dear friend from Hamburg said he’d love to hear what Tel had in mind.
His basic idea was to incorporate as many references as he could to Cripple Club tracks, in celebration of the firm friendship we have formed in together recording what amounts to over 50 songs.  There may be a few of you who can spot one or two…
So this is for you, Bri.  We love and miss you, sweet brother.
(Gary Reeves)

Last Summer day reasons
Hamburg always shines
Shadows of Superheroes
Another surprise will come in time
Click toward a pension
From birth but never knew
Surprised to find a blackbird
In the flames as the music grew

Touch wood for satisfaction
CC music every day
Root of strong existence 
Step off the world to feed the phrase
Another Titan message
Titanic stories past
Image of a fraying edge
Never thought hang of time would last

It’s the time, it’s the place
It’s the only performance I can show my face

Last chance for singing
Avoid resistant tide
Pleasing distant garage
Remember 4 to 3 to 5
Stars in space that linger
Soaking up the blue
Palette of sunshine yellow
Mix to green for go - but for who?

T,G & H, Two and you!

LAST SUMMER'S DAY BLUES - CRIPPLE CLUB

I was born in Leicester in the late 1950's. Since semi-retirement and subsequent retirement (as a Dermatologist and formerly G.P) I have spent some of my spare time trying to learn music theory. I also enjoy long distance running as well as cycling, skiing and tennis. I enjoy cooking, gardening and growing a few vegetables. And fine wine (in moderation). I enjoy insect photography, with a particular interest in hoverflies..
To my regret I never learnt a musical instrument when younger but I have listened to and been fascinated by music for as long as I can remember. The advent of the computer age has allowed me to pursue my desire to compose music. I use Logic Pro X software (and MuseScore3 for recent piano compositions). My compositions reflect my varied listening preferences (including Contemporary Classical, Jazz and  Music from other cultures around the world).

The Still River of Forgetting

SFJ