This is a piano version of the new theme Masashi Hamauzu wrote for Avalanche in Final Fantasy VII Remake. This is intended to be a basic piano version, rather than a pianistic arrangement, like the OST piano album that was made for the original……. in honour of which, I’ve done up the sheet music to look as much like that as possible, because that’s fun.
You can download the pdf sheet music here.
Hiii so I seem to have posted a bunch of stuff on youtube that I haven’t updated here! For the sake of completeness and because these are quite nice….
‘Return to the Planet’ and ‘A Broken World’ are tracks from the Final Fantasy VII Remake soundtrack by Masashi Hamauzu that are original to that score – and, as you might be able to guess from the titles, really emotionally charged.
I did a fairly faithful piano arrangement:
And a really reimagined/new genre’d orchestral/soundtrack one:
I haven’t done any piano or sheet music in a while?
my songs are all for her whose love I fain would win:
each to her heart a wanderer goes singing, let me in.her eyes my beacons be, her lips my rosy guides,
and in her heart a melody for every word abides.be brave, be brave, my song, nor falter in the quest:
love in her heart has waited long to greet the singing guest.and be it yours to know the latch lift on the door;
‘For Her’ by Frank Dempster Sherman.
once in her heart — go, lyric, go be hers, for evermore
A piano rearrangement of a lovely theme from FFVII.
Sheet music:
Holding Thoughts in My Heart arr. Final Fantasy VII by sonatina_3
“Come again, sweet love doth now invite” is a song with music John Dowland, anonymous lyrics. This is not that song. That is a great song though–very over the top sad and also very cute and catchy! This is music I wrote for those same lyrics.
Come again!
Sweet love doth now invite
Thy graces that refrain
To do me due delight,
To see, to hear, to touch, to kiss, to die,
With thee again in sweetest sympathy.Come again!
That I may cease to mourn
Through thy unkind disdain;
For now left and forlorn
I sit, I sigh, I weep, I faint, I die
In deadly pain and endless misery.All the night
My sleeps are full of dreams,
My eyes are full of streams.
My heart takes no delight
Her smiles, my springs that makes my joys to grow,
Her frowns the Winters of my woe.Out alas,
My faith is ever true,
Yet will she never rue
Nor yield me any grace;
Her eyes of fire, her heart of flint is made,
Whom neither tears nor truth may once persuade.
The first of a bit of a project of setting old/Elizabethan era lyrics/poetry to music…
Dowland, and others of the era, but Dowland was RENOWNED for it, wrote such enjoyably, beautifully, over-the-top melancholy tragic songs. This was super trendy and they were really POPULAR.
So, if there’s a concept here, it’s that I’m setting the words with the same kind of melancholy and sincerity despite their excessiveness, but in a more modern folk-pop-idk idiom, a sort of parallel.
Here’s another video from ‘wide the starry sky’ — the title track (just about!) in fact.
I play some of my mini pianowrimo piano pieces while bird(s) sing loudly outside.
I’ve also started a gumroad with pdf sheet musics of these pieces on to start with.
This is something between an original and an arrangement — I could hardly say I was going to improve on the Thomas Campion original (though, hey, at least there’s already something of a tradition of re using his words!) And also I was reading the words along with the music as I was coming up with my own tune… So this has some of the original tune along with some new/’updated’, I guess, bits.
Never weather-beaten sail
More willing bent to shore
Never tired pilgrims limbs
Affected slumber more
Than my weary sprite now longs
To fly out of my troubled breast
Oh come quickly
Oh come quickly
Oh come quickly sweetest Lord
And take my soul to restEver blooming are the joys
Of heav’ns high paradise
Cold age deafs not there our ears
Nor vapour dims our eyes
Glory there the sun outshines
Whose beams the blessed only see
Oh come quickly
Oh come quickly
Oh come quickly glorious Lord
And raise my sprite to Thee
* the edition I had said cold age, I kid you not.