

Vientos Y Tangoscold dawn slumbers on, unaware of the baton preparing to strike . . .Vientos Y Tangos
dead, forgotten leaves rustling softly together, declare the threshold of a new day. this subtle chime awakens one tree then another, all listening intently
to a mellifluous saxophone melody.
as each plant awakens, another color brightens the sky, vibrant violet, sapphire blue, passionate red, brilliant gold. more and more colors emerge, growing into an overwhelming explosion of silence.
confidently, bass clarinet engages the dance the suns warmth invigorating his steps. bran


SasparillaAn accordion yes, we have an accordion and thats why we rock.Sasparilla
Ben starts the piece, the dulcet sound of his accordion ensnaring the audience, captivating them. Trombones sing sweet harmony beneath. It's almost a love song . . .
until he rouses the stagethe horse forcing a faster tempo galloping across Texas the cowboy left far behind
witlessly flirting with showgirls. The horse, now drunk on tequila heading dauntlessly to Tijuana.
Thinking he's reached his destination he's stopped, desperate for a drink


Music Shall Surround YouWalking down a meandering staircase hand in hand, his invigorating my own. Candles lit innocuously all around with soft darkness on their heals.Music Shall Surround You
The misty lake, gently lapping at the shore. An echoing calmness replacing our melancholy of following him.
Silently we slip into the boat. At first, only black and white until I felt the rose withing the Phantom . . .
The throbbing red rose. Oh, how it sparked.
All qualms forgotten. Can you feel the sweet, unending ecstacy? Indulge your senses, feel his sultry. Be filled. Let his aura moll
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If you're reading this, you have just wasted your time. There is nothing of interest written here. If you're still reading, I advise you to stop and go get a life. If you're reading this part, then I've lost all respect for you.
Thank you so much for the
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The wolves, my love, will come
Taking us home where dust once was a man
Is there life before a death?
Do we long too much?
(At never-land)
---'7 Days to the Wolves' Nightwish
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"Wild, white horses
They will take me away
And the tenderness I feel
Will send the dark underneath
Will I follow?"
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