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Birds of Passage (high res. 24bit - 48)

by Karfagen

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producerjoemusic
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producerjoemusic Fantastic, I just gave it to myself, thank you for your music :)
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almaju Thanks to Antony Kalugin for >40 entertaining albums with different setups but super prog qualities!!!
Dragonjazz
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Dragonjazz This is symphonic prog at its best. Music glides beautifully and matches anything recorded by 70s classic bands or artists like Yes, Genesis and Mike Oldfield. Favorite track: Birds of Passage (part 1).
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Boris Stalf If you like the cover artwork, you most probably love the album ❣️

I do like the artwork 😀

Favorite track: Birds (short introduction).
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Stephen Clark Lovely, melodic, inventive and very distinctive album. A talent indeed. Favorite track: Birds (short introduction).
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willshaw The album is breathtaking and the music and artwork speak for itself... But something about the way in which my CD arrived and how it felt cared for, I really felt like I was receiving something special, and OH MY it is indeed. Favorite track: Birds of Passage (part 1).
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*This Time, this place, This world, your grace, Your time, your faith, Your voice, your grace! Black shadows fall From the lindens tall, That lift aloft their massive wall Against the southern sky; And from the realms Of the shadowy elms A tide-like darkness overwhelms The fields that round us lie. But the night is fair, And everywhere A warm, soft vapor fills the air, And distant sounds seem near, And above, in the light Of the star-lit night, Swift birds of passage wing their flight Through the dewy atmosphere. I hear the beat Of their pinions fleet, As from the land of snow the land of snow and sleet They seek a southern lea. I hear the cry Of their voices high Falling dreamily through the sky, But their forms I cannot see. O, say not so! O, say not so! Those sounds that flow In murmurs of delight (and woe) Come not from wings of birds. They are the throngs Of the poet's songs, Murmurs of pleasures, and pains, and wrongs, The sound of winged words. This is the cry Of souls, that high On toiling, beating pinions, fly, Seeking a warmer clime… As from the land of snow the land of snow and sleet They seek a southern lea. Oh, their voices high Falling dreamily through the sky, Those sounds that flow In murmurs of delight Come not from wings of birds. *This Time, this place, This world, your grace, Your time, your faith, Your voice, your grace! A wind came up out of the sea, And said, "O mists, make room for me." It hailed the ships, and cried, "Sail on, Ye mariners, the night is gone." And hurried landward far away, Crying, "Awake! it is the day." And o'er the farms, "O chanticleer, Your clarion blow; the day is near." It said unto the forest, "Shout! Hang all your leafy banners out!" It touched the wood-bird's folded wing, And said, "O bird, awake and sing." It whispered to the fields of corn, "Bow down, and hail the coming morn." It shouted through the belfry-tower, "Awake, O bell! proclaim the hour." It crossed the churchyard with a sigh, And said, "Not yet! in quiet lie." It said unto the forest, "Shout! Hang all your leafy banners out!" It touched the wood-bird's folded wing, And said, "O bird, awake and sing." And hurried landward far away, Crying, "Awake! it is the day." *This Time, this place, In your eyes – God`s grace! This Time, this place, This world, your grace! Your time, your faith, Your voice, your grace!
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He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity’s sun rise! The sun does arise, And make happy the skies; The merry bells ring To welcome the Spring; The skylark and thrush, The birds of the bush, Sing louder around To the bells' cheerful sound; While our sports shall be seen On the echoing green. Old John, with white hair, Does laugh away care, Sitting under the oak, Among the old folk. They laugh at our play, And soon they all say, 'Such, such were the joys When we all -- girls and boys -- In our youth-time were seen On the echoing green.' *This Time, this place, This world, your grace, Your time, your faith, Your voice, your grace!
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Sound the flute! Now it's mute! Birds delight, Day and night, Nightingale, In the dale, Lark in sky, - Merrily, Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year. Little boy, Full of joy; Little girl, Sweet and small; Cock does crow, So do you; Merry voice, Infant noise; Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year. Little lamb, Here I am; Come and lick My white neck; Let me pull Your soft wool; Let me kiss Your soft face; Merrily, merrily we welcome in the year. Little boy, Full of joy; Little girl, Sweet and small; Cock does crow, So do you; Merry voice, Infant noise; Merrily, merrily to welcome in the year. Little lamb, Here I am; Come and lick My white neck; Let me pull Your soft wool; Let me kiss Your soft face!
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Sunrise 05:23
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about

11th Karfagen album
Symphonic art rock suite

1) Birds of Passage (part 1) (22:40)
a) your grace
b) against the southern sky
c) sounds that flow
d) chanticleer
e) tears from the eyelids start (part 1)
2) Birds of Passage (part 2) (21:11)
a) eternity`s sun rise
b) echoing green
c) showers from the clouds of summer
d) tears from the eyelids start (part 2)
bonus tracks:
3) Spring (Birds Delight) (4:33)
4) Sunrise (5:23)
5) Birds Short Introduction (3:19) not available on CD

Composed, arranged, mixed & mastered by Antony Kalugin.
Poetry: “part 1” by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow // “part 2” & “Spring” by William Blake (* by Antony Kalugin)
Composed & recorded in 2019, Kharkiv, Ukraine
Birds voices recorded in nature area of Waghausel/Germany (summer 2019)
All instruments and human voices recorded in Kharkiv, Ukraine at KFG studio, 2019
Drums recorded at VD Sound studio, Kiev, Ukraine, early July 2019 Mathieu recorded guitars in Tallinn, Estonia (late July - early August 2019)
Alexandr recorded nylon guitar in Kiev (October 2019)
Mixed & Mastered by Antony Kalugin, October - November. 2019 Original painting by Igor Sokolskiy
Artwork design & layout by Antony Kalugin All rights reserved.
Contact: kfg.music@gmail.com
Sales & promos: will@caerllysimusic.co.uk
Official sites: www.antonykalugin.net
Label & CD Shop: www.caerllysimusic.co.uk

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released January 3, 2020

Antony Kalugin: keys, vocals, percussion, penny flute, arrangements, programming
Mathieu Spaeter: electric guitars
Konstantin Ionenko: bass
Viktor Syrotin: drums
Tim Sobolev: vocals
Olha Rostovska: vocals
Aleksandr Pavlov: nylon guitar
Alexandr Pastuchov: bassoon
Maria Baranovska: violin
Elena Kushiy: flute
Igor Sokolskiy: paintings

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born 11 Feb 1981. Ukraine/ Kharkiv
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