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Time seems to have stopped a bit. Hymnals on the harmonium beside the entrance. Hardly a tourist will get lost here. There's nothing in Vadura but a few houses. When the dam was built in the 1970s, there was still a restaurant and a small shop. Switzerland, July 19, 2020. (7/7)
Aufgenommen beim Konzert des KAMMERFLIMMER KOLLEKTIEFS - live at Jazzit Musik Club Salzburg - www.jazzit.at - 14.01.2011 - more pictures: Kammerflimmer Kollektief
In the fall of 2013, students from the Multicultural Music Program at Morgantown Learning Academy (MLA) in West Virginia, led by their teacher Jen-Osha Buysse, reached halfway around the world to our students in the Udayapur Music Program in Tintale Village, Nepal. The Nepali children were thrilled to receive a hearty “Namaste” from their new American friends through the letters, pictures and songs that they sent. The Tintale kids responded through art, proudly presenting their school by drawing pictures of it to send back to the kids in West Virginia.
The students from our Tintale Music Program in Nepal are thrilled to be connecting with students from Morgantown Learning Academy in Northern West Virginia. It reminds them that there are children just like them across the world with the same passion for music and learning.
Perfect (FULL SONG) - Sargam, Harmonium And Flute Notes
SCALE OF THE FLUTE IS G# BASS/MIDDLE
I found a love for me
p..d..S.S... G..R.G..S..G...
Darling just dive right in and follow my lead
R..G..G..G...S..S.. S..R..G..R...
Well I found a girl beautiful and sweet
G..R..S..G... P...G..R..S...S..
Oh I never knew you were the someone waiting for me
S..R..G..m...m..G...G..R..S.. S..R..G..R...S..R.G.
Cause we were just kids when we fell in love
P..P..P..D..R..R..G...G...G...
Not knowing what it was
G..R..S..G...G...G...
I will not give you up this time
G..R..S..m...G...S.. p...G...m..G..R..
But darling just kiss me slow
G..R..S..G...G...G...
Your heart is all my own
G..R..S..G...G...G...
And in your eyes you're holding mine
G..R..S..m...G...S.. p..S.R.S.R...
Baby I am dancing in the dark
P...G..R..S..S... S'...N..D...N..G...
With you between my arms
P...m..G...R..S...
Barefoot on the grass
S'...N..D...N..G...
Listening to our favourite song
P..P..P..P...D..G..R..S..
When you said you looked a mess
G..P..S'...N..D...N..G...
I whispered underneath my breath but you
S..R..G..P...m..G...R..G...R..
Heard it darling you look perfect tonight
m...G.. S..R..G...R.. R...S.. n..S..
Well I found a woman
G..P..S..G...G..
Stronger than anyone I know
S..R.G.G..R..S..S..S..
She shares my dreams I hope that someday
S..R..G..m...m..G...G..R..S..
I'll share her home
S..R..G..R...G...P..
I found a lover
D..P..G.R.G..R..S..
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This is Holkham Hall.
Holkham Hall is the home of the Coke family.
The Holkham Estate was purchased in 1609 by Sir Edward Coke. The house was built in the 18th century for Thomas Coke, 1st Earl of Leicester.
This is the Bygones Museum at Holkham Hall.
It was started in 1979 by Dick Joice, who hosted a popular proramme on Anglia TV called Bygones.
It is in the stable block built in the 1850s.
Photos at Holkham Hall are not for commerical use. You can take photos here for personnal use only.
Piano - a Harmonium.
Originally used in the Chapel of Holkham Hall.
Harmonium » Archive » Of Montreal - Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer (view large)
The plagiarism.
I'm posting this in response to journalpoet, who asked whether the pedal belonged to a harmonium.
I have no clue. Here's the whole instrument!
A Janko keyboarded foot-pumped harmonium reed organ. To its right is a piano with both Janko and standard keyboards -- a great idea! In VIenna's Technical Museum.
During my last exhibition at the Premarts gallery, I painted in front of about twenty people, without any previous plan, only inspired by the music of the harmonium of Denis. www.denis-andre.net/home.htm
One in front of the other, waiting for feedback
Denis would play what he could see in my painting, I would paint what I could see in his music.
The result was very inspiring and really cathartic, I was not aware of what I painted until I saw it finished.
At the end of the 40-minute performance, that for me was about 40 seconds, I was dizzy and tired but satisfied.
Three paintings that danced with music (as a curiosity one of them would be stolen the next day)
One of the spectators approached me and told me that the performance had reminded her of a poem by Pablo Neruda "The Poetry"
And it was at that age ... Poetry arrived in search of me. I don't know, I don't know where it came from, from winter or a river. I don't know how or when, no they were not voices, they were not words, nor silence, but from a street, I was summoned, from the branches of night, abruptly from the others, among violent fires or returning alone, there I was without a face and it touched me. I did not know what to say, my mouth had no way with names, my eyes were blind, and something started in my soul, fever or forgotten wings, and I made my own way, deciphering that fire, and I wrote the first faint line, faint, without substance, pure nonsense, pure wisdom of someone who knows nothing, and suddenly I saw the heavens unfastened and open, planets, palpitating plantations, shadow perforated, riddled with arrows, fire, and flowers, the winding night, the universe. And I, infinitesimal being, drunk with the great starry void, likeness, image of mystery, felt myself a pure part of the abyss, I wheeled with the stars, my heart broke loose on the wind.
Durante mi ultima exposición en la galería Premarts pinte en directo enfrente de unas veinte personas,sin ningún tipode plan previo, solo inspirado por la música del armonio de Denis.http://www.denis-andre.net/home.htm
Uno enfrente del otro, esperando retroalimentarnos
Denis tocaría lo que viera en mi pintura, yo pintaría lo que pudiera ver en su música.
El resultado fue muy inspirador y realmente catártico, no fui consciente de lo que pinte hasta que lo vi terminado.
Al final de la actuación de 40 minutos que para mi fueron como 40 segundos, me encontraba mareado y cansado pero satisfecho.
Tres pinturas que bailaban con la música (como curiosidad una de ellas seria robada al día siguiente)
Una de las espectadoras se acerco y me dijo que la actuación le había recordado a un poema de Pablo Neruda "La poesía"
LA POESÍA
y fue a esa edad... Llegó la poesía
a buscarme. No sé, no sé de dónde
salió, de invierno o río.
No sé cómo ni cuándo,
no, no eran voces, no eran
palabras, ni silencio,
pero desde una calle me llamaba,
desde las ramas de la noche,
de pronto entre los otros,
entre fuegos violentos
o regresando solo,
allí estaba sin rostro
y me tocaba.
Yo no sabía qué decir, mi boca
no sabía
nombrar,
mis ojos eran ciegos,
y algo golpeaba en mi alma,
fiebre o alas perdidas,
y me fui haciendo solo,
descifrando
aquella quemadura,
y escribí la primera línea vaga,
vaga, sin cuerpo, pura
tontería,
pura sabiduría
del que no sabe nada,
y vi de pronto
el cielo
desgranado
y abierto,
planetas,
plantaciones palpitantes,
la sombra perforada,
acribillada
por flechas, fuego y flores,
la noche arrolladora, el universo.
Y yo, mínimo ser,
ebrio del gran vacío
constelado,
a semejanza, a imagen
del misterio,
me sentí parte pura
del abismo,
rodé con las estrellas,
mi corazón se desató en el viento.
The Chancel (south side): the Organ.
The first organ was a harmonium but, in 1866, Foster & Andrews constructed the first pipe organ. It was shipped from Hull to Ventnor and unloaded near the gas works (at the top of the town). Ithad two manuals plus pedals,and remained unchanged until 1890 when a sum of £250 wasraised, mainly by the efforts of Mr Edwin Lemare senior who was organist at HolyTrinity for an incredible 61 years and who was the father of the famous orgainst and composer, Edwin H Lemare. The whole organ was taken down, cleaned and rebuilt with a third manual.
Photographed during the visit of the Camerata division of Bournemouth Male Voice Choir on tour and performing in the "Isle of Arts Festival", Ventnor, Isle of Wight.