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alyssa szarkowski
- en route to PLUTO
- Last Record: 2013-05-20 23:43:37 -0500
- Joined: Dec 22, 2009
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a song i put together for the 2nd version of the MetaForest, which i imagine as a video....but i am swamped with work right now and it looks like it will be ages before i get to it, so why not let you guys play with it? :-) it's basically a repeating theme with variations on each repeat, plus a small bridge. it could easily be edited down to less than its current 3 minutes, so if anyone wants that, let me know.
I think dolphin challenged me to do horror music? Maybe? I'm too lazy to check. Anyways this might be cheating because I wrote it two years ago and just randomly found it on my computer. But I hope you like it. And I may do another version with more instruments later. Perhaps.
A theme of running away to go with naturenerd's awesome portrait of the idea of running away. Hoping these ideas would be used in something. http://v4.hitrecord.org/records/315030
I've been working on this for over a week, and it kills my right hand every time I play it. It's a good kind of pain though :)
It feels so good to be able to hitRECord again; here's a new composition . Again by heart <3
This one just came out of me today while I played piano with my windows open. I hope y'all can find some use for it. There is a bit of Cello in this as well.
Written for her character.
Made this for a movie I'm working on, figured you guys could use it as well! (I wish that was me playing. I cheated and used MIDI. But then I made it sound real, so that's something!) It's in the public domain.
This piece is beautiful. I freaking love it.
A butterfly, living in water - a waterfly - not sinking but swimming, skpping and hopping about from greeny seaweed to shiny seafoam...
Lands into the hands of a Robot, and...
The birds had joyfully started to sing goodbye to the yawning night when a flickering spark of inspiration fluttered into my heart, pulling me out of my torpor, lighting up my eyes and spreading a smile across my tired face. The fluttering glow breathed life and inspiration into my fiddling fingers up to the birth of the butterfly's tiny tune.