Bartok At The Piano (CD 1)

Allegro Barbaro - played by Bela Bartok

Monsoon (2021)

Being sober never felt so bad
Fill me up with my demise
Shady eyes they keep avoiding my stare
This should come as no surprise

In the corner slowly turning mad
Flickering light it burns my eyes
Another day yet I don't seem to care
Slowly devoured by my lies

I’m wasted and fucked up and buried six feet under layers of guilt
I’m trying and trying and trying still my days are all the same 
And I’m tired

Wait for the world to say it's sorry
Gnaw on your fat soul and burn it up

My hate is the light
(I’m tired of the motherfucking talk)

Hunger for the Itch (2021)

First thing I do is crawl out of bed
Open the blinds and get hit with regret
There’s so goddamn much I could have done
But i did nothing 

Realization cuts into my flesh
I swallow the pain and blink through the sweat
My mind keeps racing, but in the long run
I still did nothing

Who will remember my name?
The lies keep changing, they're all the same
Who will remember my name?

Love is a razor, decaying and dull
The marks it leaves burn through us all
Exposing my veins I invite the night
Should have done something

Who will remember my name?
The lies keep changing, they're all the same
Who will remember my name?

Next thing I know an old memory hits
My stomach clenches and I feast on it
I’m grasping at straws, don’t want to let go
But I am nothing

Who will remember my name?
The lies keep changing, they're all the same
Who will remember my name, when I am gone?

Not a Single Thing (2021)

Hi everyone! This is the first string quartet I'm releasing here on my channel.
The string quartet is divided into 5 movements and it started in Ab Major.
Hope you will like it. 
The fourth movement is a second slow movement where I have tried to put all the feelings about the end of life. These days a very important person in my existence is arriving at the end of life. This is a music gift that represents my sadness and emotions about this person. We wish this moment will never arrive but life is a unique path and it will be concluded at some point.
I'm sure the music can say more than me. In Italian this is my dedication:
Un pensiero musicale per un grande uomo al tramonto della sua vita

History:
In the Classical period, string quartets were a popular form of chamber music that was composed to be performed in the home of a monarch or aristocrat. 

If you like this piece please subscribe to my channel, I will share with you more music! 
This is a list of my compositions interesting to hear:

My 1st symphony IV movement: https://youtu.be/SGlS2_sd-PI
Requiem in B minor: https://youtu.be/EYIQ3bWXjps
Soundtrack music (NO CLASSICAL): https://youtu.be/4wVs_o5HgCY
Hymn to Wisdom( Double quintet for brass): https://youtu.be/pgNHUEmwuJo

Business contact: Jhsounds@songwriter.net
My services are Music lessons of piano, liturgical organ, harmony, studio producing, artistic production, mixing and mastering.

String quartet n.2 op.20 - IV movement - Largo con sentimento

Melted blue

cover picture: https://camdenartcentre.org/allison-katz-artery/

Lift

Symphony No. 4 'Windmills of your mind' Op. 34 (2021)

for narrator and large symphony orchestra on a poem by Boris Pasternak

Dedicated to my mother

Daria Galan, narrator

(8th February - 20th March 2021)

The complete score : https://disk.yandex.com/i/1_NlvsdOQCP0fw

It is not seemly to be famous:
Celebrity does not exalt;
There is no need to hoard your writings
And to preserve them in a vault.

To give your all-this is creation,
And not-to deafen and eclipse.
How shameful, when you have no meaning,
To be on everybody's lips!

Try not to live as a pretender,
But so to manage your affairs
That you are loved by wide expanses,
And hear the call of future years.

Leave blanks in life, not in your papers,
And do not ever hesitate
To pencil out whole chunks, whole chapters
Of your existence, of your fate.

Into obscurity retiring
Try your development to hide,
As autumn mist on early mornings
Conceals the dreaming countryside.

Another, step by step, will follow
The living imprint of your feet;
But you yourself must not distinguish
Your victory from your defeat.

And never for a single moment
Betray your credo or pretend,
But be alive — this only matters —
Alive and burning to the end.

Boris Pasternak, Summer 1956

Symphony No. 4 'Windmills of your mind' Op. 34 (2021) [Midi Sound Mockup]

Night Leaves by György Klebniczki

The Hungarian translation was written by me.

Vigadj pajtás, élni jó!

Vigadj pajtás , élni jó, hisz létünk oly mulandó!
Vigadj pajtás míg lehet, amíg ifjú életed!
Boldog ifjant évek múltán,
majd beteges vénkor hunytán
végül befogad minket a hant,
végül betakar minket a hant.

Gaudeamus Igitur

Gaudeamus igitur iuvenes dum sumus.
Gaudeamus igitur iuvenes dum sumus.
Post iucundam iuventutem
Post molestam senectutem
Nos habeit humus.
Nos habeit humus.

Gaudeamus Igitur - Vigadj Pajtás, élni jó - No Voice

Telegraphy, symphonic etude Op. 23 (2019)

Dedicated to the memory of Toshiro Mayuzumi

The complete score : https://disk.yandex.com/d/gqpVHtfUr5-g2Q

Gaudeamus Igitur - Vigadj Pajtás, élni jó - No Voice

Vincent Savanti

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