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improvs

Posted: Sun Feb 17, 2019 2:28 pm
by Saber


Here's one from today.

Thanks for listening!

Re: improvs

Posted: Mon Feb 18, 2019 12:06 pm
by Azrael
I felt better while listening to this one.

Thx, dude. :devilclap:

Re: improvs

Posted: Tue Feb 19, 2019 6:05 pm
by Saber



Re: improvs

Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2019 7:20 pm
by ysabeau
Saber, I absolutely love your music... it lifts me up and it also make me smile, even if the song is melancholic or down.. because you breathe such life into it.

Re: improvs

Posted: Wed Feb 20, 2019 9:05 pm
by Saber

Re: improvs

Posted: Thu Feb 21, 2019 7:13 am
by Conium
Saber, thank you so much for your music! I always love going on the journey that you so effortlessly create. The energy and movement of your pieces honestly and truly makes my heart soar. As you know, I look forward to any and every piece that you do!

Keep them coming! :devilgrin:

Re: improvs

Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2019 9:32 pm
by Saber



Re: improvs

Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2019 7:02 pm
by Saber


Let me know what you guys hear in this one.

Re: improvs

Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2019 8:32 pm
by Noctua
Saber wrote:
Wed Mar 06, 2019 7:02 pm

Let me know what you guys hear in this one.
I hear a contemplation of things which every day are the same, and yet each of these days you notice something unfolding newly.. like a static world while a caterpiller writhes in it's cocoon and gradually breaks free of it.
And even on a rainy day, in tears some art is made of spilt milk on tile or the plant has a nearly forgettable new flower.
But then things change, they will never be the same again. It looks like the same house, and the same oak-paneled floor. Yet the shadows just don't appear to sit the same way against your furniture. One day together, the next alone.
You're reading the stains on the window like tea-leaves, but the soap washes everything away.
Bright colours look more subdued, but no less lovely. You are finding something ingrained in the small cracks of the surface.
A tiny jewel that you lost from an ornate bracelet suddenly shimmers in the lapse of light and you sit on the ground near where you spotted it, looking at it for a while.
Something you would not have seen a day before you can see now.
The memory of him holding your hand seems like it weighs more than the last argument.
If you never see your reflection again, you'll remember it this way fondly.

Re: improvs

Posted: Wed Mar 06, 2019 10:31 pm
by Saber
That's really really interesting Noc.

I was really upset when I did this and these were sort of the feelings underneath my anger. So it's kind of like the spilled milk on the tile being art you mentioned I guess.

Thank you so much for sharing! That was really beautiful.