LORD BYRON musical Inspiration
Sensual_world.mp3
A new extract from "WORLD.COM" album.... Music inspired by the lord Byron writings
Extract from: DARKNESS writen in 1816
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air; Morn came and went--and came,
and brought no day, And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts ,Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires--and the thrones, The palaces of crowned kings--the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell, Were burnt for beacons; cities were consum'd,
And men were gather'd round their blazing homes To look once more into each other's face;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain'd; Forests were set on fire--but hour by hour
They fell and faded--and the crackling trunks Extinguish'd with a crash--and all was black.
links: http://engphil.astate.edu/gallery/byron3.html
A new extract from "WORLD.COM" album.... Music inspired by the lord Byron writings
Extract from: DARKNESS writen in 1816
I had a dream, which was not all a dream. The bright sun was extinguish'd, and the stars
Did wander darkling in the eternal space, Rayless, and pathless, and the icy earth
Swung blind and blackening in the moonless air; Morn came and went--and came,
and brought no day, And men forgot their passions in the dread
Of this their desolation; and all hearts ,Were chill'd into a selfish prayer for light:
And they did live by watchfires--and the thrones, The palaces of crowned kings--the huts,
The habitations of all things which dwell, Were burnt for beacons; cities were consum'd,
And men were gather'd round their blazing homes To look once more into each other's face;
Happy were those who dwelt within the eye Of the volcanos, and their mountain-torch:
A fearful hope was all the world contain'd; Forests were set on fire--but hour by hour
They fell and faded--and the crackling trunks Extinguish'd with a crash--and all was black.
links: http://engphil.astate.edu/gallery/byron3.html
Ecrit par frederick, le Mercredi 24 Mai 2006, 17:30 dans "ACTUALITÉS".
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jaxx - le 25-05-06 à 13:42 - #
I can only imagine how it must feel to wander on those big keys of the CS80, its like the pure power of a V8 engine: you hit the pedal and get chills from what is sounds like.
By reading the small piece of Lord Byron I got a not so lightheaded feeling, opposed to the music wich is kinda romantic and playfull. I can understand the inspiration but not the link between feelings in the text and the music. All in all its a very nice melody and I think I like it.
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frederick - le 25-05-06 à 16:42 - #
The link dear Jaxx is just the "Controversy feeling" between reading Earth writers and being in space.... the world is wonderful from above... all the texts become only images and dreams...
Some other works
links: http://engphil.astate.edu/gallery/byron3.html
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jaxx - le 26-05-06 à 14:09 - #
Ofcourse that I understand, if taking enough distance almost anything will become irrelevant. Specially when you look at (for instance) a warzone, then zoom out untill you see that one big blue planet in between the stars. And we don't even talk about time, wich makes it all more confusing. But Lord Byron's stories are a good inspiration from up close or from space!
Thanx for the link.
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