The voices are set up as to where I hear it clearly, you can hear the elegance and the sophistication. Madrigals on the other hand, when I clicked the Weelkes: As Vesta Was From Latmos Hill Descending track the tones fluctuate consistently compared to Ave Maria, Gratia Plena and it indeed was very noticeable. I then listened to Song Of The Birds (Chant Des Oiseaux) and thought jellybeans. I thought jellybeans because the voices and sounds and beats were all over the place. The texture and sounds were colorful, when the lady sang I saw greens and at the end a semi blue.
This was possibly due to the fact that she was so overjoyed with the fact that she was her own person again, she could not control her emotions. As Louise sat in her chair in front of the window, she began to see the new freedoms that were being offered up to her. The trees were alive in the spring breeze, this being a renewal of life. She could smell the rain, this being the metaphor to wash away her troubles. She heard someone singing in the distance and birds chirping.
Suddenly I was in a different world. The euphoric melodies of a nightingale filled my ears. Water seeped from the soils, forming a creek along the grass filled forest; schools of vibrant fish revealed themselves from the rocky crevices, darting about with unnatural vigour. An overwhelming feeling of joy swelled within me, the sublime beauty of this new world tapped into my soul, and the happiness I had been denied for so long came back to me. Hearing the sound of crashing waves in the distance, my childhood instincts took control of me.
The heady sensation stirred images of zealous summertime fun. If any person would close his eyes under the bright sunny rays and inhale the potent aroma, a smile would undeniably follow. This mesmerizing saltwater perfume could immediately put the disheartened mind into a delightful mood. While amiably strolling along, the ambience was overwhelmingly relaxing as the deep cobalt waters reflected the azure sky. The surrounding was merely breached by the breath taking horizon.
The piano was present with consonant yet vivace notes. Although the piano over took the choir in certain parts but they gained their momentum back. By the end of the show I noticed the choir had put their all into the song. I felt a warm sense of energy. This choir had to me the most proper attire for the occasion; Apple Festival apparel.
It was beautiful melodies, the brisk pace of hearty, full of a kind of vitality and vigor up. I could feel the cheerful and joyful of the celebrations. I did enjoy the melody of this song, and I could tell that the when the band played it at the second time, it was different that the first time. At the second time, they ended the piece with a cymbal crash and bass tube horns to make
From the beginning, the performance caught the listener’s ear, as the saxophone played lead, followed by a soft hormonal background from the other instruments. The piece continued with separate individual solos from each instrument. This added to the tone of the piece, and drew the audience in emotionally. With the exception of the decrescendo at the end, the piece maintained an even sound level throughout. Overall, the elements found within the tempo, tone, and melody made this piece my favorite.
I felt calm and content remembering how I fell in love in the majestic fall. As I made my way up the mountain I took in the beauty of my surroundings. The trees were green and full of vitality which resembled my life. Birds flew and sang gracefully, and squirrels scurried away as I etched closer to them. The sky was a deep blue with a few puffy clouds and the wind was moderate with an aroma of fresh cut grass and a hint of sweet flowers.
This frog is a cute and popularly loved symbol of the island. Its powerful melodic voice and high pitched, chirpy song can be heard for miles. The sound it makes creates romantic evenings across the island. Over all these days Puerto Rico is not much different from the United States of
Although some individuals may find them extremely annoying I enjoy the sound of the sea gulls on the beach. From every sound the sea gulls make sounding like a harmonizing choir on a hot Sunday morning in June. Also the sound of a slight breeze rustling the leaves of