Piano Solo - Intermediate - Digital Download By James Arthur. Arranged by Mario Stallbaumer. 3 pages. Published by Mario Stallbaumer

Piano Solo - Intermediate - Digital Download Composed by Tiago Videira. Impressionistic, Neo- Classical, Repertoire, Recital, New Age. Score. 62 pages. Published by Tiago Videira

Piano - Digital Download

SKU: A0.1069955

Composed by Steven H. Boothe. Arranged by Ashley Ivers. Pop. Accompaniment. Duration 298. Boothe Publishing #4633651. Published by Boothe Publishing (A0.1069955).

After being married for several years I realized that I had never written a love song for my wife. So, one day during a lull in guitar lessons I wrote her a song. I truly believe she is the light in my life and that without her my life would be about as interesting as a stone. When I am with her I feel that I can accomplish anything. She inspires me to be better than I am because she is in every way better than I am. She has more patience, kindness, is more caring and less concerned about how others view her than anyone else I know. I'm glad I finally worked up the courage to ask her to marry me. I was afraid to open my mouth and speak what was on my mind. After many months, when I thought I was going to lose her completely, I opened up my feelings to her, and to my great relief she had some of the same feelings that I had. She didn't say yes she would marry me right away, (I had to lock her in a room to get that response) however, over time she did decide of her own free will and choice to marry me. Thank you Karen Ziegelbauer, you are the best.

Piano Solo - Digital Download

SKU: A0.1012749

Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporary. Score. 9 pages. Moni Bergo #5743669. Published by Moni Bergo (A0.1012749).

Music and song composed by me, dedicated to my sister dead

 

                        THE MISSING LINK

 

I often still get surprised

looking for you between people

in a gesture

in an instant

in an evasive shadow

and I remain hooked between past and present

a recurring sensation

alone among people.

Lying and pretending

than inside me

nothing is missing

a pathetic clown

always happy and smiley

I write music and words

to tame the fire inside me

because only we know

where this pain is taking us

where are you? where are you?

my sweet missing link

you will come back to fill my mind

I step back once again

and I am limbing next to you

hand in hand

resigned, while the grey was oppressing

for the two of us at every awakening

a battle would start

I pushed that moment back

I didn't wanna be awake

but you always protected me

even from a cruel child

my fearless sister

so storng and independent

you used to talk to me about guys

and how  to kiss them

I used to blush

and my heart beating fast

I will look for and call

my missing ring

and you will answer with the same silence

used to ask me if you were beautiful

with that storng make up on

you looked like a sad Pierrot

tired of being avoided

you were uncomofortable and people used to push you away

many ignorant hypocrits

looking like saints

and again the two of us together

in the open abyss

me climbing up slowly

but you remain behind

I give you my hand

but your destiny was written

you fall down deep and far

in that damned hell

it will shine, it will shine

my missing ring

I will show it proudly to the people

and you flew away in that boiling July

the freeze inside my heart

you, unconscous and paralyzed

and for your last travel

few hopeless people

for the life she used to live

it's better that she s gone

but they know nothing about it

about your unheard shout

of my diamonds ring

dropped in the mud

freedom is a meaningless word

oh you, bling and deaf butterfly

your wings are now open

you will fly, I will fly

and I will delete the distance

I will find my missing ring..                                                       

                                                      Monica Bergo

Piano Solo - Level 4 - Digital Download

SKU: A0.987080

Composed by Eric Paul Nolte. Contemporary. Score. 12 pages. Eric Paul Nolte #566749. Published by Eric Paul Nolte (A0.987080).

This piece is one of an album of my contemporary classical compositions. Yes, I too wince at offering you something saddled with this oxymoron--contemporary classical--but this phrase is now an irresistible, commercially recognized category defying any principled protest from the ranks of wounded musicological curmudgeons like me.  The style here employs a tonal palette that celebrates the more or less common practice of composers from J. S. Bach to Ravel, Prokofiev, and the 20th century American songbook.  You will see that I reject Arnold Schoenberg's assertion that by 1910 tonality had exhausted itself, and needed to be reinvented according to an aesthetics that dismiss our scales and harmonies as purely arbitrary human conventions with no basis in nature. On the contrary, I believe that we are endowed by our nature to respond emotionally to our traditional materials of music in the same way as nature equips us to respond to the taste of food and drink. We differ in our taste for savory, sweet, and sour, but it is wrong to say that our very capacity to taste is a merely cultural convention. There is biology, and then physics too! By the same standard, it can't be true that one person's taste for arsenic is as valid as another's taste for beer or kumquats. The major triad is a force of nature, like the sun, wind, and rain! I also like big fat juicy 13 chords, and contrapuntal weaving of melody! I believe the purpose of music is to sway us emotionally, and if it can uplift us too, so much the better! While I am not ashamed to write a bare triad, unadorned by chromatic alterations (much less by clusters of chord collisions) I have nevertheless employed much complicated harmony. Moreover, some passages are written in a spiky harmony that might be analyzed as bitonal, as at the meno mosso section, beginning at measure 112, where the mood I wanted to set inspired me to write the theme in C minor while the left hand climbs up from the bottom of the keyboard in a widely spaced, D-flat 13 arpeggio.  I have composed these pieces with the skills of intermediate to early-advanced pianists in mind. This piece demands the ability to play some counterpoint between two voices in one hand. There is a section that requires one to play moderately fast octaves, but nothing as difficult as the G minor Prelude of Chopin (to say nothing of his harrowing octave Etude from Opus 25!) While there are many polyrhythmic passages, none is more complicated than two-against-three notes. All said, there is nothing here to make your hands (or, I dare say, your ears) bleed. The performing time is around nine minutes and a breath or three. I have a number of videos posted on YouTube.com, I have a website under construction, ericpaulnolte.com, and, since 2011, an occasional blog of my ravings on life, love, and the cosmos, at ericpaulnolte.blogspot.com. You may write me at nolte0125@gmail.com.

Piano Solo - Level 4 - Digital Download

SKU: A0.1030831

Composed by Michael C. Brown. 20th Century,Romantic Period. Score. 23 pages. Michael C. Brown #4051. Published by Michael C. Brown (A0.1030831).

This piece celebrates the life and mourns the loss of my granddaughter, Paisley Gladys Hogan, who was but 2 months old when she was called to Heaven. These are the words I wrote just before her funeral.... I. The Presence - She was here. I held her the day she was born. I held her and watched her smile at me less than 24 hours before she departed. She only knew love. No one around her ever showed her anything else that humanity had to offer; like hatred, heartache, pain, control, or anger. II. The Shock - She feels a Hand beckon her to leave her mortal coil, and she enters into a world we cannot yet reach.. With no one home, her former body ceases to wake. The unimaginable has happened and we struggle to reverse it. Finally, it becomes clear that we cannot. She sees us cry and she wonders what is happening. Having never known sorrow, she only sees that love didn't cause this response. She wants to comfort us with the love she knows, but we do not yet sense it. III. The Questions - One word has confounded mankind from its creation; Why? We have never found an acceptable answer. We ask, Why did this happen? and What did I do? and What didn't we do right? and Why couldn't it have been me? among others. We only know that her absence has carved holes in our hearts shaped like her. She tries to tell us, You can still love me. I just cannot be seen by you now. It does not mean your love cannot make me happy. I still want it. I still feel it. Please feel my love for you. IV. Letting Go - The day comes to bid farewell to the vehicle by which she came to us. We struggle to cope that we will see her face no more except in pictures. Because of the brevity of her life, memories are few to relive, but to do so is to recall happiness. In sorrow, we return her to the earth. All that is left is to return to recall, to talk to her, to bring flowers and other gifts, and to await the day we follow her. V. Remembering - The days and years follow. Normalcy slowly sets back into our lives. The holes in our hearts will never fully heal. But the salve of her love and her memory help to soothe the ache. We still return to where we placed her mortal home, where we laugh and cry in tandem, where our hearts ache to fill the void left by her departure. It will never really get better, but it will become easier for her love to dull the sting of her absence. VI. The Reunion - One by one, we will feel the same Hand bid us to come. The same events will befall those left behind each time. One by one, she will greet us as we reunite with her. We marvel at how she has stayed with us as we stay to comfort those we had just bidden farewell. The rest cannot be imagined by we that remain..........