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Doc Creed

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I remember back in the 80's I used to chill out with Jean-Pierre Rampal and Lily Laskine "Sakura - Japanese Melodies for Flute and Harp". It was very peaceful and relaxing. I had it on cassette, but now that I am recalling it I'll have to find the CD.
Cool. I wonder if it's similar to the harp and woodwinds music they play at my local Chinese restaurant. Combine this music with trickling water and I'm out for the count- the Kung Pao Chicken and fried rice helps. :heheh:
 

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I had an extended version of this,about an hour long on my phone, that I played for my mom as she was passing away, I don't know if she could really hear much but the music was soothing for me, and my sisters at least..
 

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Before YouTube I used to listen to my Nat King Cole CD and this was my favorite on the disc. "Stardust" is another good one. The orchestration is cunning and flirtatious without being silly; soft and beguiling. One of the best love songs ever written.

"You'll never know how slow the moments go 'til I'm near to you.
I see your face in every flower, your eyes in stars above."
 

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I had an extended version of this,about an hour long on my phone, that I played for my mom as she was passing away, I don't know if she could really hear much but the music was soothing for me, and my sisters at least..
This is my favorite classical piece. B learned to play it for me. It never fails to bring tears to my eyes.
 

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I was a messed up teenager living in Florida and I changed schools and homes alot. At one point we lived in this blue stucco house on a snake-infested canal and I remember this old guy two doors down listening to his Perry Como records on his screened back patio. One in particular was "Catch A Falling Star and Put It In Your Pocket". When I had friends over we'd laugh at this guy's music and holler at him, but all in fun. When it was just me, though, sitting in the waning summer light with all the festive streaks of pastel cotton candy, frogs in the cattails- I'd know, even at thirteen, I was experiencing a magic moment. I was alive. Uncle Steve says the most important things are the hardest things to say; he's right.