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Reviews for "_-={A Place for Dreams}=-"

Dreaming up stories and characters...

Very good, as always. The piece within itself practically tells a story. That story is very different to anyone who listens. The harp in the piece was gentle and soothing and the vocals with the bells was perfect. Another story. (This story takes place before the one I made for A Warm Wind in Avalon.) A young boy has a dream. He dreams that he leaves his home in the village and he searches out for knowledge throughout the world. And throughout that journey he finds friends, hardship, and knowledge. And when he returns to his village he is a older, wiser, young man then when he started out. When he tells his father of this his father asks him "Is this what you want for yourself for you and your village?" The young boy thinks for a while and then nods. "Then what are you waiting for? Your mother and I will wait for your return. We'll miss you my son..." The young boy hugs his father and then sets off. Keep up the good work!
P.S. that BbClarinet has some nerve of insulting Lady Arsenic! The way I see it, if he is so good and he knows what true music is then he should make some pieces of his own and post them! Don't you agree?

MaestroRage responds:

well the way I see it BbClarinett is probably somebodies alt, and really I think it may have been more of an attempt to throw me off my love for creating these stories, I hope he's incredibly angry somewhere knowing his plot failed, because BbClarinett, if you're reading this, the only way i'll stop is if i'm dead. Lady Arsenic agrees :D. She's a great talented singer, and I support her 100%, no if's and or buts.

The story Zen, is as always wonderful to read. It is with such detail I can see this event, I can even imagine the greenery around the house, the well, the old home, fields, mountains, the whole town... man the more I think about it, the more I furnish that world... I better stop now ;).

In any case, your support is always appreciated Zen, truly reading your reviews brings about such imagery, so many ideas derived from one foundation...

Thank you for the review and ongoing support! I'm glad you enjoyed the piece.

(glares)

Very intriguing >_<

I can't find anything to say in fact -.-

the more worse my reviews are the more better the song is, considering my review is horrid at the moment and I temporarily lost a

MaestroRage responds:

oh noes! I can only hope that wasn't the beginning of a coma we've just seen here! That would be... downright wrong D:

Well i'm just glad you liked the piece, thank you for the review :D!

Something...

Something about your music is just breathtaking and it really does move me. I can't listen to your songs without downloading them! You have an incredible talent, I envy and applaud you.

Here is what i can see going with this song

start: an old man sits outside an abandoned house, he enters. 00:14: he wanders the halls, seemingly lost in thought. A vision then comes to him of a family consisting of a husband, a wife and a little boy in the living room playing a game. 00:25: again starting to wander, the old man heads upstairs and has another vision, the smell of meat cooking comes to him as he walks into the kitchen, he sees the wife cooking dinner for the family. 00:40: he walks into the smallest bedroom and sees the bed and toys in the room have gathered dust, he sees the small boy playing with the toys, this causes his eyes to glisten with tears as if a painful memory is coming back to haunt him. 00:55 he walks into the largest bedroom and sees the wife dying on the bed, this causes tears to run down his face, this memory pains him even more. 01:15: he walks back into the living room and sees the husband crying over the dead body of his son, the old man falls back into a chair as if overwhelmed . 01:28 the old man gets back up slowly and starts walking towards the back door of the house with a feeling of great despair as he hears voices calling to him, asking him what happened. 01:30 He opens the back door and enters the backyard, revealing two graves, one of the son and one the wife. he kneels over the graves and starts sobbing, whispering "i love you, I love you both." he then walks away, pulling a worn picture of the family, his family.

MaestroRage responds:

:'(

well written Fargh82. Great sad little story.

Thanks for that, and the review, i'm glad you liked it!

Very deep, love the Cello in the beginning

distracts from the dull real world. Gives a sense of wonder and of slight regret. What is that sound that I hear almost like a bell? in the first minute, it plays on the accented top notes of the supporting line.