7 levels Yamaha grand, full string orchestra, crotales, timpani, Bossendorfer grand, French horns and probably a string thing or two whispering its way around the orchestration and bombast. It is a eulogy, nonetheless, this is a eulogy. I hope you feel the consoling measures as well as angry timpani and horns here and there. Maybe feel how she smiled, and then a prayer to be had for her life, her soul, and those she loved.
Peace, A Eulogy, A Prayer for A Beloved Departed
This is as in the title, a eulogy, so there are up lifting and joyous moments but the leit motif one of sadness and loss.
Bess Burkett was loved by us all and those beyond. I hope this piece does her justice. I thought on her all night, then worked on this for a few hours, slept a few and started on engineering this Peace and I was fine with it in tone and effect.
Prayer: What is Prayer in Life.What is Peace.What is …? (yeah…Zen crap)
Goodby D.C. Hello Siberi’a Mr. Sessions (and your screaming blue meanies)
This has the impression of the last movement of Berlioz, Symphony Fantastique, but it was unintentional. It was fun , the more I thought of Sessions going down for Russia connections and dirty Beauregard deals the more I got into the piano beat halfway in. For a dark march to the gallows pole, I had fun. Hope you do as well.
Children of the Manticore (morning song with two pianos)
This has gone through a dozen transformations from five piece down to two. I was happy with two. Each piano has two different programming techniques. Each note is played. I started on it yesterday, slept, and returned to the piano when I woke up, drinking cardamom tea, so it is radically transformed from what it was in the first four to 11 styles, playing, instruments, everything. Manticore is from Emerson, Lake and Palmer. I have written many dedications to Keith Emerson who we lost last year along with Greg Lake. I attribute their entire work to introducing a generation to modern classical music as well as prog rock. I hope you feel the dedication to an artistic idol in this 8 minute work. Love. Peace. Hope. To all, peace love
Destroying Angel
https://soundcloud.com/h-lamar-thomas/destroying-angels-of-a-fallen-hero-2117-823-pm
Thinking about Keith Emerson, the glory, the vibe, the darkness that consumed his brilliance and left such wonder and beauty behind for us all.
Holy Breeze Before the Comets Go
https://soundcloud.com/h-lamar-thomas/holy-breeze-before-the-comets-go-13017-234-pm#t=2:01
Continuation on my imaginings of songs from space, angels melodies whether we agree they are melodic or not, to me they are songs of the soul, of God whispering and shouting, demanding and accepting, beautifully of the body and of spirit, these things these comets that race the universe alone dropping off bits and pieces of matter that in turn become the stuff of birthing planets and dying suns, it sounds like this to me, it always does…and for a birthday I am doing what I love the most, creating, whether it be in music, poetry, food or love, I am happiest feeling that somewhere someone feels the sounds and songs as I do. “as” I do. Love. Peace.
and I will love you as you are
deeper, more of a passion that waits and grows no weaker
Hinudstani Trance and Play
https://soundcloud.com/h-lamar-thomas/a-hindustani-trance-12817-253-pm
It is what it is and I had a blast playing it. Hope you enjoy.
Into a starless beyond
Long meditation on the dying of my thoughts in times so very far away so long ago, it’s hard to describe hard to understand so it is just music, a heavily worked out effort a time that almost destroyed me, and in a way I feel it falling back upon me, pushing me outwards from here into a dreadful, mysterious, place where even ghosts ignore, the fear behind a spiritual crisis so strong and ignoble I don’t know how to talk about except in a wordless, placeless, timeless beyond
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