Tarakihi –The Passionate Chant

When first time I heard it from inside my “Silk Road” audio album by Vienna Boy’s Choir, I didn’t really get the meaning. But instead, the melody was so passionate. Tarakihi means a locust or a cicadas, so it may be said as the Locust Chant. As, Johannes C. Anderson wrote: The cicada’s song wasLanjutkan membaca “Tarakihi –The Passionate Chant”

Ego sum panis vivus

Ego sum panis vivus literally means ‘I am the living bread’. Is a motet by Antonio Caldara (1670-1736), and one of wonderful motet that I love to listen every time a nice moment comes to my daily life. Motet is a kind of polyphonic music from late renaissance period (1220-1750. One well-known motet composer wasLanjutkan membaca “Ego sum panis vivus”

When You Say Nothing At All

This afternoon I sit silently waiting a so huge file transferred to my computer, while I see a groups of girls chattering about their school and daily life. It was a nice atmosphere, while an artificial fountain sounded just like the natural one – yes it was peaceful hours. The sun might not set yetLanjutkan membaca “When You Say Nothing At All”

Music of the Night

A friend of mine kindly lend me a musical disc “One Chance” by Paul Potts – said as one of British got talent winner. It was a soft song called “Music of The Night”. I play it on my Songbird media player on Windows Vista, a nice harmony inside my room with an old LogitechLanjutkan membaca “Music of the Night”

Silk Road: Songs Along The Road and Times

That afternoon, early in this month, I visited Disc Tara – a music shop which sells CD’s and DVD’s. I planned to look for an audio CD, a exclusive one perhaps for this trimester. I was entering the shop, and the salesgirl kindly asking me what kind of music or movie that I was lookingLanjutkan membaca “Silk Road: Songs Along The Road and Times”

To tréno févgi stis októ

When I was a little child, my mother though me so much of National Songs including what we call as “Keroncong Perjuangan”. One of them which brings much of childhood memories while I am staying in Yogyakarta was “Sepasang Mata Bola” (both versions) which somehow felt romantic in its own way. But when speaking ofLanjutkan membaca “To tréno févgi stis októ”

My Fading Memories

I was listening my music collection from my old notebook. There is one song – instrumental by Richard Clyderman precisely – which remembering me something of my own self.  Yes, there is something – not a very common thing which I assume as a broken long term memory’s chains. Here is the simple way toLanjutkan membaca “My Fading Memories”