Matériel : Partition
Intermezzo. Par GAUTIER LEONARD. Leonard Gautier's The Secret has been arranged by Cornelius Gurlitt for one piano and six hands. Edited by Fanny Waterman. A fast and fun piece that is exhilerating to play without tripping over so many other hands! / Niveau : Assez Facile / Recueil / Piano 6 Mains
SKU: BT.9780008353230
ISBN 9780008353230. English.
My First Piano Book introduces young children to the piano and music-making through fun activities, rhymes, songs and pieces. The author’s tried-and-tested progression covers note learning, theory, aural and composing through acreative and holistic approach. Many pieces have simple teacher duet parts to encourage ensemble playing from the start, and the book is illustrated throughout in the charming Get Set! style. This carefully designed tutor willinspire, entertain and, most importantly, nurture a love of music that can last a lifetime. Suitable for children aged 5+.
SKU: M7.VOGG-808
ISBN 9783802408083. English.
From the basics of music notation, the correct playing position and simple pieces covering a fifth, to mastery of the complete octave and a refined playing technique: This book covers everything the beginning pianist should know. To prevent piano playing from ever becoming boring, it covers a wide range of musical styles from Classical music to Jazz.Other topics include music theory and the acoustic basics of piano tone, thus laying a solid foundation for future studies in piano playing.The included CD makes practicing easy and fun!
SKU: CF.BL1315
UPC: 672405011822. Key: F major.
DawnQuiet miles of golden sky,And in my heart a sudden flower.I want to clap my hands and sighFor Beauty in her secret bower. Quiet golden miles of dawn??Smiling all the East along;And in my heart nigh fully grown,A little rose-bud of a song.??From ??Last Songs? by Francis LedwidgeDawn, radiant dawn!When morning comes my fears are gone.Daylight breaks, my soul awakes!And songs of Love sing on. ??Italics: Additional text by Jacob NarverudAbout the PoetFrancis Ledwidge (1887??1917) was an Irish poet from Slane, County Meath. Ledwidge started writing at an early age and was first published in a local newspaper when he was fourteen years old. Ledwidge left the local national school shortly after and worked as a farm hand, road surface mender, and copper miner at Beaupark Mine near Slane. Ledwidge became friends with a local landowner, the writer Lord Dunsany, who gave him a workspace in the library of Dunsany Castle and introduced him to literary figures, including William Butler Yeats and Katherine Tynan. Some of Ledwidge??s manuscripts are held in the National Library of Ireland. The main surviving collection, including his early works and personal letters, are in the archives of Dunsany Castle.
SKU: IS.PN7295EM
ISBN 9790365072958.
Ligh t the fire, James. We’ll take our digestive by the crackling of the hearth. Such were the thoughts that came to mind as I started listening to Guy Van Nueten’s new record. Because, yes, there is a certain aristocracy to this music. There’s the feeling of autumn and you immediately long to warm yourself on the sounds that issue from Van Nueten's bony fingers. But it could just as well be a car ride through soft rain at nightfall, where trees become freakish phantoms, and here and there a villa looms like a light beacon. Pacman is a record that makes you hunt for images, films you have seen before, feelings you have known and wish to relive, like a somewhat forbidden fruit, a secret pleasure. Melancholy? Absolutely. A vague sadness to make a person purr like a contented cat? Certainly. Yet at the same time, Van Nueten is cunning. While ensuring that his music pleases you, at the end of some compositions he’ll suddenly come up with a theme that he’ll stop abruptly, so that the notes remain hanging like snapshots of aerial acrobats in action. It is also investigative music as if Guy himself does not wish to know just where he will finish up. There is a stubbornness to it, an elegant fight perhaps between composer and pianist. It pursues you – exactly like a Pacman, in fact, chomping away at digital pieces of your heart. Yet it never seems to dissolve into thin air: time and again, right from the first listen, he makes you long to hear more. It is music that should protect a person like a secret, like an illegal fire in a forest that warms your hands and fills your head with dreams. It smells like cedar, this piano music. Or like a nice cigar offered to you by the imaginary James, who whispers: The fire is crackling, sir. Just as you like it. At which point the enchantment begins all over again.
