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CHIC COFFEE TABLE
A stylish custom made coffee table with hand painted patina and a one of a kind top featuring antique 19th century music sheets. Steel, brass and paper , all combined to create this one of a kind work of art and functional piece.
Item No. E5763
Dimension: 38" long x 20" wide x 18" tall approx.
List Price. $ 1200
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How i see the world
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È stata pubblicata in questi giorni una bellissima raccolta di cinque spartiti per chitarra classica, tutte celeberrime canzoni napoletane riarrangiate da Francesco 'Perzico' Di Giuseppe nella sua vita parallela di musicista di strada espletata tra Roma e Napoli.
Io ci ho messo un poco poco del mio, curando la prefazione del libro che mi piace anticiparvi qui nel mio blog di periferia:
#musica#canzone#spartiti#music#spreadsheet#napoli#naples#canzoni#canzoni napoletane#partiture#francesco di giuseppe#chitarra
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"Partiture" - a detail shot from the Zombie Opera event that took place in Hamilton Park, Jersey City, this past weekend. I had the chance to attend and photograph this wonderful event. I'll share more images soon. #partitura #partiture #sheetmusic #detailshot #zombieopera https://www.instagram.com/p/Ckdz8ozuh4a/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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🎼Pezzo de Camara op.1 n.29 🎧🎶❤️ Composições,arranjos e transposições para partituras via DM.@thiagotensai Baseados em obra de A.Schmoll 📎Hashtags: #partituras #sheetmusic #partitura #encoremusic #score #scoremusic #orchestra #composer #arrange #partiture #finale #sibelius #classicalmusic #orquestra #machinesheet #piano #contemporain #partitures #pezzodecamara #sheetmusic #orchestration #japan #japanese (em São Paulo, Brazil) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfwkSLtOlcH/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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seb you strike me as the kind of person that would play the trombone and/or tuba
I suppose I can see it nodnod... If anything I'd probably play one of those instruments you have to blow into
#used to want to learn how to play the flute but rhat didn't work out because I'm bad at practice and I'm not gonna pay money#for something that I'll probably not be able to manage#i used to have piano lessons too but that alsp didn't work out#my teacher ruined the fun part of it for me a little but there was also the issue that I jusz forgot to practice#vut I think not being verd musically incloned just runs in the family here#but oh well I don't nind#mind#I'm actually pretty good at playing the lyre in genshin it's the saddest accomplishment but I don't care I like that I can do that#I'm able to play last lament on a three octave partitur without black keys thats an accomplishment if anything#i can play Sora to utsuro too#just the melodies lf course but thats still something#so actually I play an instrument it's just attached to an application that runs on a sofware#nodnod hehe#Vani🐈#one of these days tumblr needs to save your tag for me really such a bother#i don't mind typing it but thinking about why it doesn't pick up on it is the bother i mean
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3 alasan Mengapa anda perlu layanan jasa transkripsi partitur
Pengantar:Apakah Anda seorang musisi yang haus akan inspirasi baru? Atau mungkin seorang komposer yang mencari cara untuk merekam ide-ide musik Anda dengan lebih mudah? Jika ya, maka Anda telah datang ke tempat yang tepat. Dengan layanan transkripsi partitur musik kami, Anda dapat membuka pintu menuju dunia melodi yang tak terbatas.
Mengapa Transkripsi Partitur Musik?Transkripsi partitur musik…
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#dorico#finale#jian pu#logic pro#muse score#music score#musik#not angka#not balok#Partitur#sibelius#Transkripsi
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Com li dic al dire d big band que no puc anar al concert
#porto mesos procastinant de dirli i ara queden 2 setmanes aaaaah#no mhe saltat mai cap concert d big band com li dic com li diiic#al dorquestra em va costar moltissim dirli lany passat i alla soc com -3 important#era trompeta 3 com a totes les partitures pq quan ls vam repartir encara portava braquets#a big band tb soc tpta 3 pero no com a orquestra la tpta 3 si que es 1 mica important#som 3 tptes nms no puc faltar jo i que siguin nms 2💀💀#pero no puc anar al concert ahhh#que faig que faig que faigggg#per lu q veig tin 2 opcions: whatsapp o presencial#duna banda whats obviament em fa molta menys vergonya#pero i si ho diu el proxim dia davant d tothom💀💀💀presencial puc controlar molt mes qui ho sap abans dl dia i qui no#aiii nose que feer#<-porta 3 mesos pensant que fer💀💀💀#bnoo aahhh he de marxar q vaig taard#mine#life
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Gadens Partitur er ny kunst i Kanalbyen
Gadens Partitur er ny kunst i Kanalbyen
Den internationalt anerkendte kunstner FOS står bag Kanalbyens næste kunstværk, som er dedikeret til Kongensstræde og Realdania By & Bygs kommende boligbyggerier. ”Gadens Partitur” er vokset ud af en teknisk tegning og kommer til udtryk i både lyd og fysisk form.
Når man i 2024 ringer på hos beboerne i Kongensstræde 90, 7000 Fredericia, mødes man af en anderledes lyd, brudstykker af en musikalsk…
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Download Partitur Paduan Suara SATB Lagu Pop Indonesia: 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐩 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐮 𝐁𝐮𝐚𝐭 𝐀𝐲𝐚𝐡 Lagu Titip Rindu Buat Ayah adalah lagu pop dengan genre balada karya musisi legendaris Ebiet G. Ade yang diluncurkan pada tahun 1993 dalam album "Aku Ingin Pulang". Link download partitur PDF: https://kandangjago.com/titip-rindu-buat-ayah-ebiet-g-ade-partitur-satb-pdf/ Partitur Paduan Suara tentang ayah yang lainnya di situs ini adalah : Ayah karya Seventeen Band. Aransemen paduan suara genre lain : populer, rohani, liturgi, folklore, daerah, wajib nasional, dll. Semua bisa didownload secara cuma-cuma partitur berupa softcopy PDF. #partitur #partiturpaduansuara #satb #mixedchoir #ayah #lagutentangayah #laguuntukayah (at Kandangjago Online Publisher) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChdktE5vy7d/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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Di' grazia.
Non riesco ancora a scrivere di te come vorrei ma se lo facessi renderei definitivo il fatto che non ti vedrò più (ed io continuo a vederti).
Mi punisco, nel momento in cui dovrei addormentarmi gli occhi si spalancano anche se sono saldamente chiusi. La mente torna al tuo ultimo respiro e al mondo che in quel momento è scomparso attorno a noi. Si ripresenta il vuoto, il desiderio di non essere mai esistita per non dover gestire quel dolore e tutto questo mi provoca ulteriore male perché tu sei stata “pieno” e lo sei ancora.
Quindi, mamma, allungo le mani al buio e cerco il lettore mp3 che lascio sempre carico nella federa del mio cuscino. Infilo le cuffiette e faccio partire un disco di cui ho parlato proprio ieri sera.
Grace di Jeff Buckley esplode nel mio spazio nella stessa maniera in cui lo fece nell’autunno del 1994.
Ero nella mia cameretta e avevo le cuffiette. Non riuscivo a dormire perché mi sentivo aliena e non sapevo come maneggiare quel sentimento di estraneità.
Stanotte avevo il lettore mp3, trent’anni fa avevo il walkman a cassetta e stavo ascoltando Planet Rock su Radio2. Il giorno dopo, in terza media, mi avrebbero avvistata per i corridoi di scuola con un’espressione facciale teneramente ebete.
Conosco a memoria ogni parola e tutte le partiture, sperimento ad ogni ascolto quel senso di estasi e rappresentazione. Sì perché Grace parla di tutto e di tutti noi anche se non lo sappiamo e anche se non l’abbiamo mai ascoltato (provo a non essere giudicante ma amic* car* è una lotta persa: vi sto giudicando abbassando gli occhiali in segno di disapprovazione).
Stanotte sentivo il cuore sincronizzarsi alla musica quando la mia gatta Tatì è piombata sul letto per scappare da suo fratello Heavy. Lui si è letteralmente stampato sulla pediera del letto mentre lei è riuscita a spiccare il volo per poi planarmi addosso con le 4 zampe aperte tipo tuta alare di Patrick de Gayardon (o, meglio, come un petauro dello zucchero).
A quel punto l’incanto è scomparso, come la regolarità del mio battito, ed ho lasciato che la musica sfumasse.
Asleep in the sand with the ocean washing over.
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aching bones, aching teeth
masterlist [and warnings!]
PAIRING — Lottie Matthews x afab!reader
CHAPTER SINOPSIS — It's 2021, you try to take a grip of your life just like Lottie the past has taken a grip on your heart.
NOTE — english is not my first language, I apologize for any mistakes you might find. Please go read the tw's first! Thank you for reading :)
Chapter 01 — no spotlight shine as bright as her
2021
1, 2, 3, 4…
Your feet were aching.
You looked at yourself in the mirror, seeing you in a pretty leotard and flowy skirt, your ballet shoes leaking blood, staining your white tights like a sinner walking into heaven.
You were completely focused on the dance, watching every step with so much care that it was almost driving you into madness. You didn’t even blink, and your eyes were already swollen because of the lack of lubrication.
The song was fast, making you spin and spin around, dizzy and almost fainting, but that’s just how you always lived? on almost’s.
Your concentration couldn’t even be broken by the creatures showing up in the mirror. It was almost a copy of yourself, but with no face, a hair so long you couldn't see the end of it and always, always walking slowly, yet screaming louder and louder as she got farther and farther.
The lamuring lady — as you had used to call her (maybe thinking that naming something would give you power over it) — would drop thousands of teeth every time she opened her mouth to scream.
You got used to the sound, to her terrifying looks and behavior, however you could never look directly into her eyes.
They were the same as Lottie’s — and it was long ago since you've seen it.
As you expected it (but hoped it didn’t) everything changed after the rescue. Weirdly enough, you've felt more lost on your way back home than in the woods.
You never used the money. Perhaps it was a way to ensure a good future for yourself, to always have a big amount for emergencies or, perhaps, it was your way of hanging onto a piece of the past, of having a part of it to hold onto. Your fingernails were always bloody from the amount of strength you had to make to hold onto what you liked — so was your tongue, from how much you bit it.
5,6,7,8…
Your leg goes high, your bloody foot very close to your face, then you lower it, jumping in elegant hops around the rehearsal room.
You go to the left, count to three, to the other side, count to three, but when you put your leg to the side and spin, you count to two.
Once you finish it, breathing heavily, panting with your hip injury aching, you make the mistake of looking at the mirror.
Her eyes, Lottie's eyes, burn your skin and you discover a fifth heel —the one where you cannot look at those orbs eternally, the one you live.
You hated to be alone at your house.
There wasn't much to it, it wasn't lavish or too eccentric, it was just filled with paint brushes, partitures and broken ballerina shoes on the floor, it was like entering an artist’s mind: I made this and it feels, i made this and I have to bare the anger and godhood of creation.
You always thought you were over it, that you were truly healing — until you stared at your paintings and your dance routine and you realized every movement you make, either with your foot or brush, was following the same pattern, the same symbol.
You look at your reflection in the mirror and wonder if being perceived by others is less terrifying than being known as one's own. You wish you could take a vacation from your body and mind as you turn the tv on and scroll the channels, looking for something to make you forget your problems for a bit.
Except it only worsens the problem once you see Taissa on the tv.
You stare at the commercial immobilized, like you were just put on hold.
You feel anger, a deep rotten eager to scream at her.
But again, who were you to complain about Taissa on the tv? You were at the stage almost every week, you relished on the importance of the spotlight’s —relished on having the attention, but not being truly seen.
You were nothing but your art, perhaps Tai was the same: nothing but her morals. You would not take that away from her, you had a piece of you stolen once. You wouldn't be the one holding the knife.
When you are on the stage, you don’t feel anything but pure bliss.
To be seen by so many people in awe was almost as good as being looked at by Lottie, you loved it, to remember the sensation of having the sun itself perceiving you — shining just for you.
You loved all kinds of arts, even if you had a degree in biology. You liked to know how the brain feels, not how it works. Besides, Lottie always enjoyed more art than science.
In small moments, where you weren't the center of attention, you would steal glances of the public — you would pretend she was there, cheering you up, calling your name, simply looking at you with that smile of hers.
You would pretend you haven’t lost it all when they found you.
Too many thoughts would come to your mind when you were on stage. Today, you were thinking about your blood donations from yesterday, you thought that when being cut with the needle and given to another, the receiving end would feel this new blood boiling with the aching, with the need of being seen.
Will your blood carry your love for Lottie?
Will they bite their own hands and suck every drop of it in hopes of getting out this thirst for an unknown woman?
Your soul ached for hers like an earthquake.
Your eyes tear a bit, would God forgive you for your sins?
You shake your head while spinning, God’s forgiveness didn’t mattered — only her, only her mattered.
You heard a new voice once you reached the backstage.
— I’m Jessica Roberts, from Star Ledger, you know?
She got her hand out to you, her eyebrows getting higher. You take her hand. She had a tight grip but soft fingers, not really the type of finger that types so much like she claims she does.
— Not really if I’m being honest.
— Well, we work with stories.
Oh, you see where this is going to go.
— I appreciate your presence, but no. — you needed to get her out of here, so you walked to the door, opening it.
She takes a deep breath, already tired, and you can imagine you're not the first she had seen today.
— Don’t you wish to take it all out? Once it’s gone, no one will ever bother you anymore.
Or they will bother you more, you think.
— I understand your need for truth, but I don’t want that, I want to just bleed —I’m tired of making red paint out of my wounds.
Jessica looks at you puzzled, but she nods and gets out silently. You knew she would come back.
— But hm, thank you for the flowers!
— What flowers? — she frowns and so do you.
You hide it quickly with a smile.
— Nothing, don't worry, have a nice night!
Once she gets away, you turn around, if those flowers weren’t hers then who sent you? You didn’t have those types of friends and distanced yourself from all your family.
You get close to the pretty bouquet, taking it onto your hand and opening the letter.
Inside of it there was a postcard.
A postcard with the symbol on it.
#itmighthavebeenlibrary#lottie matthews#lottie matthews x reader#yellowjackets#yellowjackets x reader#yellowjackets x you#lottie matthews x you#Cannibalism like literally and as an all consuming love#autistic Lottie Matthews#reader insert#aching bones aching teeth
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Lagu favoritku, suara dengkur tidurmu yang tanpa sadar terlelap dibahuku.
Lagu favoritku, partitur sederhana ejaan namamu yang menggetarkan hatiku.
Lagu favoritku, degup jantungku yang tak menentu kala berada di dekatmu.
Lagu favoritku, kecup sederhanamu yang jatuh pada keningku.
Lagu favoritku; kamu.
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#The things I would like to do with you
A dare
To write a detailed list
with an endless amount of things
…
But, the things I would like are beyond immense
The list soon became something else
…
A partitur
A sheet of notes
A full musical score
Sonata in C-sharp minor
…
#1
(Adagio sostenuto)
Your mouth
Mouth watering
I want it
My lips against
Your tongue
a whisper for more
Kiss softly
Violently I want
Your words
Messy , wet and hungry
Lick your lips and let my fingers caress
then slide inside and blend with your breath
Fuck it as I want you to fuck mine
I want it down my body
For it to make me whimper and cry out loud
Oh' my !
I want your voice
In the early morning light
I beg for it to warm my cunt
Drench it for your desires
I want it in the darkest of night
#2
(Allegretto ; appassionato)
And then …
The list augments
Every inch of you I add
And all the moments I want us to share
They trickle down your shaft
Silky and wet
I purr
My need to slide and grind
to have your body entwined with mine
To fuck you with heat and fire
Passionately
Bounce up and down
Oh’ my !
I want your desire
To be enveloped warm around you
with all my love
To ride you slowly
To move to the world of rhythms and rhymes
I want all in between with you
Embrace you closely
silently and loud at the same time
#3
(Adagio, ma non troppo , con affetto)
The things I would like to do with you
Blushingly and fiery
Be in an endless sea of dark blue
Aroused and in love
Whisper poetry in your ear
With your throbbing moving inside me
Moving to music only we can hear
Oh’ my!
I would like you and I
to be in the midst of a song
Real and vibrantly naughty
With my pink pussylips
Wrapped delicately around your cock
Feel your gaze
and your hardness at the same time
Grab your ass
and tell you
I love you
…
Your ass is mine
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Okay I’ve seen a lot of people say that Sky is actually bad at playing the harp bc he absolutely wrecks it when opening the silent realms. However, he does just fine and plays the songs as intended on the isle of songs. Therefore, I suggest that Sky very much knows how to play, he’s just too stressed or too angry (or both) to play the songs right. (Like, you listen to his rendition of Din’s power on the isle and it’s really neat and pretty and then you listen to the “player” version before opening the realm and it sounds like Link is channeling all his rage into wrecking the harp and Fi’s just trying to compensate by singing louder than him )
yeah it's really funny tbh because like. when he learns the songs, unlike other games where Link gets like a "partiture" or a guide on how to play the songs, Sky like plays them purely by ear??? he listens to the notes the goddess statue sings and goes off that. that's like High skill on any instrument????? no cllue what's going on there
#link: here's a song dedicated to the goddess of this realm. [STRUMS HARP LOUDLY] AAAA#skyward sword spoilers#tortilla asks
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🎼Poesia Musical op.11 n.20 🎶🎸 🖋️Lyrics:Cecília Sfalsin @ceciliasfalsin 📄Lyrics:Dependendo de Deus "Estou na fase de dependência, Dependendo somente de Deus. Em tudo faz sobreviver, Supriu minhas necessidades." Composições,arranjos e transposições para partituras via DM.@thiagotensai Baseados em obra de Petter Ritter 📎Hashtags: #partituras #sheetmusic #partitura #encoremusic #score #scoremusic #orchestra #composer #arrange #partiture #finale #sibelius #classicalmusic #orquestra #machinesheet #piano #contemporain #partitures #orchestration #poesiamusical #ceciliasfalsin (em São Paulo, Brazil) https://www.instagram.com/p/CelkdTrO3Au/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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