Piano Solo - Level 4 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1292757 By Dalva R. R. Barbosa. By Dalva R. R. Barbosa. 19th Century,Classical,Film/TV. Score. 8 pages. Dalva Regina Ribeiro Barbosa #883320. Published by Dalva Regina Ribeiro Barbosa (A0.1292757). Inside someone's dream is a solo piano piece. It's nothing scary or bizarre. It's a spiritual farewell. At first the piece even seems mysterious, after all someone is entering someone else's dream, but a dream full of good memories with very beautiful images. However, memories are also full of moments of revolt and indignation. After that bad memories’ moments, the spiritual shutdown begins, and they turned off in a hopeful way and departed each one of them for a new life.

Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.976873 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporary. Score. 9 pages. Monica Bergo #3243715. Published by Monica Bergo (A0.976873). 2017 Holiday Contest EntryThe alchemist Flames in the dark sparkle voice whispering echoes They say about you Sell useless dreams they say about me that I’m too much frail You are shutting down the day of this city the lights switch on of different realities and time dilates , begins another life It is tacit ritual of a sad tribes You firefly who shine can you tell me where he is? I seek the alchemist , you see yourself from my eyes rimmed on the nothing  wide open they are full of fears and resemble your And here it is your circus , you wait me already not much has changed from a lifetime ago you do not, you are not aged a Peter Pan sick , who deduct his sins in the lives of others clown you always have so many , acrobats tired poised always between dream and reality and as a cat, I also see in the dark and over the waste to me slowly and then die the crises, then anxiety , that imperfect woman I do not stand me  anymore I who have never been a daughter , your promise of another family and this need for love, that torture and kill me While you brush my long hair , from your hands give off crystals bright lights exploding inside as if by magic now I belong to you snakes tattooed lean on your hips  we float in the sea of time how does I exist? always or yesterday I do not remember but only mysteries You adult  man and I young girl abracadabra, as all before I tired and old and you still a child us travelers in a bogus time and while I explore the emptiness I have inside Nothing is sweeter than this torment You prepare the potion , the right proportion , the antidote and poison but you put more passion , My animal instinct and add a little 'of gall for those who have hurt me Mix all right , only you know what to do you seals good my heart , can not serve me evil plots to good , with fumes and vapors , ampoules almost full ,please ... let me drink ... But you can not , and I stay here , prisoner of your invisible world We like vampires , breath broken by sighs , arms forward, off eyes alchemist turn off my complaints You like a zombie , ready to sink your teeth ,that fascinates me and scares alchemist dissolve my torments .. but you can not .. and I stay here I'm looking for the courage to live   It is being born on the day of this city Milano  colored yourself with its activities shorten the shadows , the sun shines and a veil hiding now all his vices and my pace is tired , my face a bit 'more haggard  ,emptiness inside me and where are you? I run always and do not know where I go I look back , I stumble and then I fall Slow walk among the tired souls alive but in a state of apparent death rips in the soul and on my clothes I have no tattoos, scars only and as the salt do  on the wounds I burn at the memory of bad choices Iron bars are closed . echoes of voices  deafen They say about you that you no longer have a tear they say about me that I’m free woman ... Monica Bergo

Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.1012717 Composed by Monica Bergo. Contemporary. Score. 11 pages. Moni Bergo #5743015. Published by Moni Bergo (A0.1012717). Music and song composed by me  The alchemist Flames in the dark sparkle voice whispering echoes They say about you Sell useless dreams they say about me that I’m too much frail You are shutting down the day of this city the lights switch on of different realities and time dilates , begins another life It is tacit ritual of a sad tribes You firefly who shine can you tell me where he is? I seek the alchemist , you see yourself from my eyes rimmed on the nothing  wide open they are full of fears and resemble your And here it is your circus , you wait me already not much has changed from a lifetime ago you do not, you are not aged a Peter Pan sick , who deduct his sins in the lives of others clown you always have so many , acrobats tired poised always between dream and reality and as a cat, I also see in the dark and over the waste to me slowly and then die the crises, then anxiety , that imperfect woman I do not stand me  anymore I who have never been a daughter , your promise of another family and this need for love, that torture and kill me While you brush my long hair , from your hands give off crystals bright lights exploding inside as if by magic now I belong to you snakes tattooed lean on your hips  we float in the sea of time how does I exist? always or yesterday I do not remember but only mysteries You adult  man and I young girl abracadabra, as all before I tired and old and you still a child us travelers in a bogus time and while I explore the emptiness I have inside Nothing is sweeter than this torment You prepare the potion , the right proportion , the antidote and poison but you put more passion , My animal instinct and add a little 'of gall for those who have hurt me Mix all right , only you know what to do you seals good my heart , can not serve me evil plots to good , with fumes and vapors , ampoules almost full ,please ... let me drink ... But you can not , and I stay here , prisoner of your invisible world   It is being born on the day of this city Milano  colored yourself with its activities shorten the shadows , the sun shines and a veil hiding now all his vices and my pace is tired , my face a bit 'more haggard  ,emptiness inside me and where are you? I run always and do not know where I go I look back , I stumble and then I fall Slow walk among the tired souls alive but in a state of apparent death rips in the soul and on my clothes I have no tattoos, scars only and as the salt do  on the wounds I burn at the memory of bad choices Iron bars are closed . echoes of voices  deafen They say about you that you no longer have a tear they say about me that I’m free woman ... Monica Bergo

Piano Solo - Level 3 - Digital Download SKU: A0.828263 Composed by Paul Thurmond. New Age,Pop,Sacred,Spiritual. Score. 3 pages. Paul Thurmond #4969097. Published by Paul Thurmond (A0.828263). Use: Prelude, Offertory, CommunionI have a nice view from my studio window on the second floor of my house. It overlooks our big backyard, some trees and brush, a couple of fields, and some small mountains in the distance. My studio is set up so that as I play I can look outside.This year in Tennessee we’ve had more snow than normal. There have been many school closings. Even Tennessee Tech shut down at times, which hardly ever happens.So I’ve had some opportunities to sit in my studio in the middle of the day, look out my window at the beautiful falling snow, and write music.I began today’s piece a few weeks ago, during one of the largest snowfalls I’ve seen since I moved here from Wisconsin. I composed a few measures that I liked, couldn’t think of where to go next, and put it aside for a time. For the next few days I kept coming back to it, always liking what I had already written, but not able to add anything new.Then we had another snowfall. This time I was able to finish the basic structure of the piece, but I got stuck when I started to polish it up.A couple of days ago it snowed yet again, and I completed the work and recorded it.Today is Saturday, and it’s not snowing as I write this. However, they’re predicting more snow on Monday, which is usually the day I edit my blog posts. [Last minute update: No snow on Monday, although we did get 2 inches of rain.]Apparently, this piece owes its existence to frozen precipitation. I considered naming it Paean to the Snow Muses, but I think I’ll stick with my original title, February.

Piano Solo - Level 1 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1217036 Composed by Eduard Schutt. Arranged by Zellev. 19th Century,Children,Classical,Contemporary,Wedding. Score. 3 pages. Zellev Music #813567. Published by Zellev Music (A0.1217036). Schütt was a russian (-austrian) composer, pianist and conductor (1856-1933). His father was a skilled cellist, and the family was acquainted with the pianist Anton Rubinstein. At the age of sixteen, Schütt decided to pursue an artistic career, against the opposition of his father. Rubinstein's influence ultimately convinced Schütt's father to let him pursue his artistic aspirations. Schütt graduated from the St. Petersburg Conservatory in 1875 with distinction.Around 1882, he composed and premiered his first piano concerto, Op. 7, in several major European cities. From 26 January 1881 to 20 October 1887, he was conductor of the Wiener akademischer Wagner-Verein (Vienna Academic Wagner Society).In 1887, he declined an invitation from Cosima Wagner to become the music director for the Bayreuth Festival. Thereafter, he devoted himself fully to composition and spent a considerable amount of his time at his villa in Meran, which he called Mon Repos (My Peace in French).His primary residence, however, remained in Vienna, where he also did a limited amount of teaching.The set was published in 1903.

Piano Solo - Digital Download SKU: A0.818323 Arranged by Stephen R. Dalrymple (Dalrymple Designs). Christian,Sacred. Score. 14 pages. Stephen R Dalrymple #6011219. Published by Stephen R Dalrymple (A0.818323). Piano solo arrangement of 2 hymns, Wounded for Me and My Savior's Love by Stephen R Dalrymple. William Gilbert Jones Ovens (1870-1945) conducted seaside missions in Northern Ireland for over 30 years. Following World War I, Owens saw a wounded veteran limping past him on the street and he thought He was wounded for me. Gladys Dobson Roberts, a missionary in India, wrote 4 additional verses (Dying for me, Risen for me, Living for me, Coming for me.)   Charles Hutchinson Gabriel (1856 -1932) taught himself to play the family’s reed organ, growing up on a farm in Iowa. He was teaching singing school by age 16. He served as music director in Grace Methodist Episcopal Church in San Francisco for 2 years beginning in 1890. In 1912 he began working with Homer Rodeheaver’s publishing company. He edited 43 song books, 7 men’s chorus books, 19 anthem collections and 23 cantatas. He wrote the lyrics for 63 hymns and the tunes for 218 hymns.   I used to like to tease the pastor of the Nazarene Church we were attending at that time whenever he chose this song. Responding to the lyrics I stand amazed in the presence of Jesus the Nazarene, I would remind him that Jesus wasn’t a Nazarene; He is THE Nazarene.Suitable for preludes, offertories, concerts, personal meditation. Includes 2 versions 1) piano score letter size 2) piano score -  small page format for performing from 10.1 inch tablet (Tell your computer which pages you want to print. There are programs online that will allow you to split pdf files so that you can choose the correct part of the pdf for your tablet.)

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

Piano Solo - Level 5 - Digital Download SKU: A0.1211867 Composed by Elizabeth Borowsky. 20th Century,Classical,Contemporary. Score. 8 pages. Piano Prodigies #809415. Published by Piano Prodigies (A0.1211867). Although falling is something most of us want to avoid, a skydive freefall is different: a combination of surrendering to the purest form of the law of gravity alongside the magic of flying. Suddenly the world is pure landscape and white noise. You marvel at the unobstructed views in every direction, and though you'd think that it would seem like the ground is getting closer to you, instead it feels like you are simply floating. As your parachute opens, you enjoy the final stretch of this journey.