Many years ago I wrote a novel called Miracavira, an enchanted land where I ended up under bizarre circumstances. When I was tragically whisked away, back to earth, I left behind a very sad situation that only I could fix. Maricie, a love interest in Miracavira, was given a song to sing that would bring me back from across the divide. It’s a picture of the tragedy, and it goes like this:
Here are the latest couple pieces of music from my imagination. Enjoy!
A couple short pieces. I’m especially fond of 201. The little bass rumble does it for me.
I don’t know what my life might have been like if I’d been able to make music like this when I was a kid listening to Tchaikovsky and Beethoven and Brahms. I couldn’t imagine sitting at a computer and getting sounds like this, even though it is generally less esthetically pleasing than a real orchestra. I have no training in music, but if I could have done this, I might have dived into a music major.
To Start Autumn. Both written in the last month. If you like them, tell me generally where you are. Thank you for listening!
Here are three songs. The first is a revision of a 2018 piece that needed a lot of work. I like it much better now. The next two are lullabies. Now that I have a tiny grandson, I have an excuse to write lullabies. What fun. And a sad butterfly to wonder about.
This is another lullaby for my sweet grandson, Sammy, in Australia. May butterflies fly in your dreams!
More pleasant distractions for your life. Have fun!
Here are three more pieces for piano and orchestra. Hope they fit somewhere in your brain!
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