Six sensations wrapped up in a brass quintet: a rainy night in a fairground hut in a city neighbourhood, an old wooden spiral staircase in a nuns’ school, about the dilation of time in certain situations, a lazy tango that wants to get up, an old attic as a fruit store, about the mysterious world of electrons.
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| Raindrops tapping on the pavement, Echoing through empty streets, In the glow of neon signs, A lonely city silently sleeps. | Shadows dance beneath the lights, Cool blues painting every view, The city’s heart still beats tonight, But it’s lost without a clue. |
| A spiral staircase steeped in gloom, Its wooden steps all creak and groan, Within the convent’s walls it looms, A relic from a time long gone. | A scent of varnish fills the air, A fragrance from a bygone year, As each step yields a mournful creak, The echoes through the halls they speak. |
| Time moves in mysterious ways, sometimes fast, sometimes slow, a minute can feel like an hour, while an hour can pass in a single blow. | In moments of joy and love, time flies by without a care, but in moments of sorrow and pain, it drags on, a weight we can’t bear. |
| Slowly swaying, this dance mourns A never-ending lament of pain Its movements lazy, its rhythm slow A melancholic dance with no gain | Its notes hang heavy in the air Each one a sigh of despair The music lingers, so full of woe A mournful tango, a tale of woe |
| In an old mountain house of the past, an attic hides the memories that last. Packed with sweet loquats from the tree, a treasure trove of a time that used to be. | This attic of the old, rustic place, holds stories of a simpler time and space. And in the quiet of this humble abode, I’m reminded of life’s simple ode. |
| In the world of atoms so small, Electrons dance and play their role, Invisible and mysterious, they defy control, Quantum mechanics, a puzzle to us all. | In the world of atoms so small, Electrons dance and play their role, Invisible and mysterious, they defy control, Quantum mechanics, a puzzle to us all. |
Transcription of 6 musical ideas for a brass quintet