David Isaac and Raymond Ryder | Dreaming

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by David Isaac and Raymond Ryder

Relaxing solo piano for meditation. Sounds like Bella's lullaby, Yiruma, David Lanz, and George Winston. Inspired by poetry from Shelley, Field, Kilmer, D.H. Lawrence, and others.
Genre: Classical: Piano solo
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  Song Share Time Download
1. Song of Songs: A Glance of Your Eyes
Raymond Ryder
3:17 $0.99
2. Song of Songs: Discovery
Raymond Ryder
4:49 $0.99
3. Song of Songs: Delicate Moments
Raymond Ryder
9:53 $1.50
4. Skylark
Raymond Ryder
2:29 $0.99
5. Memory and Me
Raymond Ryder
2:15 $0.99
6. Moonbeam
Raymond Ryder
1:13 $0.99
7. Easter
Raymond Ryder
1:40 $0.99
8. Sleeping Swans
Raymond Ryder
0:54 $0.99
9. The First Faint Star
Raymond Ryder
1:51 $0.99
10. The Piano
Raymond Ryder
1:59 $0.99
11. Hope
Raymond Ryder
1:38 $0.99
12. Snow-Flakes
Raymond Ryder
2:04 $0.99
13. Dawn
Raymond Ryder
1:41 $0.99
14. Autumn Leaves
Raymond Ryder
1:06 $0.99
15. Dreaming
Raymond Ryder
2:38 $0.99
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Album Notes
Dreaming, Piano Music Inspired by Timeless Poetry, is a Christian/New Age Piano/Classical Piano crossover album. The poems that inspired the music are included in the CD insert and below. David says about these poems, “The poems are intended to be read before each piece in performances, or the listener may read the poem silently as they hear the music.” The first three tracks are inspired by the Solomon’s “Song of Songs,” and the other tracks cover such Christian themes as Easter, hope, and rebirth and renewal.

The poems that inspired the music:

1. Song of Songs: A Glance of Your Eyes
“You are all fair, my love; there is no flaw in you…You have ravished my heart, my bride, you have ravished my heart with a glance of your eyes.”4:8-9

2. Song of Songs: Come with Me
“Come, my beloved, let us go forth into the fields, and lodge in the villages; let us go out early to the vineyards, and see whether the vines have budded.” 7:11-12

3. Song of Songs: A Lily of the Valley
“O that you would kiss me with the kisses of your mouth.” 1:2

4. Skylark

Higher still and higher
From the earth thou springest,
Like a cloud of fire;
The blue deep thou wingest,
And singing still dost soar and soaring ever singest.

The pale purple even
Melts around thy flight;
Like a star of heaven,
In the broad daylight
Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight.

Teach us, sprite or bird,
What sweet thoughts are thine:
I have never heard
Praise of love or wine
That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.

-Percy Shelley, from “Ode to a Skylark”

5. Memory and Me

"O memory, where is now my youth,
Who used to say that life was truth?"

"I saw him in a crumbled cot
Beneath a tottering tree;
That he as phantom lingers there
Is only known to me."

"O Memory, where is now my joy,
Who lived with me in sweet employ?"

"I saw him in gaunt gardens lone,
Where laughter used to be;
That he as phantom wanders there
Is known to none but me."

"O Memory, where is now my love,
That rayed me as a god above?"

"I saw him by an ageing shape
Where beauty used to be;
That his fond phantom lingers there
Is only known to me."

-Thomas Hardy, from “Memory and I”

6. Moonbeam

Sleep, little pigeon, and fold your wings,--
Little blue pigeon with velvet eyes;
Sleep to the singing of mother-bird swinging--
Swinging the nest where her little one lies.

Away out yonder I see a star,--
Silvery star with a tinkling song;
To the soft dew falling I hear it calling--
Calling and tinkling the night along.

In through the window a moonbeam comes,--
Little gold moonbeam with misty wings;
All silently creeping, it asks, "Is he sleeping--
Sleeping and dreaming while mother sings?"

-Eugene Field, from “Japanese Lullaby”

7. Easter

The air is like a butterfly
With frail blue wings.
The happy earth looks at the sky
And sings.

-Alfred Joyce Kilmer, “Easter”

8. Sleeping Swans

Night is over the park, and a few brave stars
Look on the lights that link it with chains of gold,
The lake bears up their reflection in broken bars
That seem too heavy for tremulous water to hold.

We watch the swans that sleep in a shadowy place,
And now and again one wakes and uplifts its head;
How still you are, your gaze is on my face,
We watch the swans and never a word is said.

-Sara Teasdale, “Swans”

9. The First Faint Star

The river sleeps beneath the sky,
And clasps the shadows to its breast;
The crescent moon shines dim on high;
And in the lately radiant west
The gold is fading into gray.
Now stills the lark his festive lay,
And mourns with me the dying day.

While in the south the first faint star
Lifts to the night its silver face,
And twinkles to the moon afar
Across the heaven's graying space.

-Paul Laurence Dunbar, from “Sunset”

10. The Piano

Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.

The glamour of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.

-D.H. Lawerence, from “Piano”

11. Hope

Our lives, discoloured with our present woes,
May still grow white and shine with happier hours.
So the pure limped stream, when foul with stains
Of rushing torrents and descending rains,
Works itself clear, and as it runs refines,
till by degrees the floating mirror shines;
Reflects each flower that on the border grows,
And a new heaven in its fair bosom shows.

-Joseph Addison, “Hope”

12. Snow-Flakes

I wonder what they are,
These pretty, wayward things,
That o'er the gloomy earth
The wind of heaven flings.

Each one a tiny star,
And each a perfect gem;
What magic in the art
That thus has fashioned them.

What beauty in the flake
That falls upon my hand;
And yet this tiny thing
My will cannot command.

So dainty and so pure,
How beautiful they are;
And yet the slightest touch
Their purity may mar.

They must be gazed upon,
Not handled or caressed;
And thus we hold afar
The things we love the best.

-Fanni Isabelle Sherrick, from “Snow-Flakes”

13. Dawn

Moments that holds all moments; white upon
The verge it trembles; then like mists of flowers
Break from the fairy fountain of the dawn
The hues of many hours.

-George William Russell, from “Dawn”

14. Autumn Leaves

There was a sound of music low--
An undertone of laughter;
The song was done, and can't you guess
The words that followed after?

Like autumn leaves sometimes they fall--
The words that burn and falter;
And is it true they too must fade
Upon Love's sacred alter?

From memory each one of us
Can cull some sweetest treasure;
Yet golden days, like golden leaves,
Give pain as well as pleasure.

There was a sound of music low--
An undertone of laughter:
The sun was gone--yet heaven knew
The stars that followed after.

-Fannie Isabelle Sherrick, “Falling Leaves”

15. Dreaming

The moan of a wintry soul
Melted into a summer song,
And the words, like the wavelet's roll,
Moved murmuringly along.

And the song flowed far and away,
Like the voice of a half-sleeping rill --
Each wave of it lit by a ray --
But the sound was so soft and so still,

And the tone was so gentle and low,
None heard the song till it had passed;
Till the echo that followed its flow
Came dreamingly back from the past.

'Twas too late! -- a song never returns
That passes our pathway unheard;
As dust lying dreaming in urns
Is the song lying dead in a word.

For the birds of the skies have a nest,
And the winds have a home where they sleep,
And songs, like our souls, need a rest,
Where they murmur the while we may weep.

* * * * *

But songs -- like the birds o'er the foam,
Where the storm wind is beating their breast,
Fly shoreward -- and oft find a home
In the shelter of words where they rest.

-Abram Joseph Ryan, “Dreaming”



to write a review

Kathy Parsons

From MainlyPiano
"Dreaming" is the debut solo piano release by David Isaac (composer) and Raymond T. Ryder (pianist). Combining modern classical and new age stylings, Isaac has created a distinctive sound that is both accessible and very sophisticated. The fifteen tracks on "Dreaming" were inspired by “timeless poetry” that is intended to be read before the live performance of each piece or by the listener while savoring the music (the poems are included in the liner notes). David Isaac composes music for all instrument combinations in the classical music world; he also writes music for film and for large orchestra. Raymond T. Ryder earned his doctorate in piano at the University of Arizona and has a teaching studio in Tucson, AZ; he is also a member of the American Guild of Organists. His pianistic work on "Dreaming" is passionate, eloquent, and flawless. While some of the music on "Dreaming" is somewhat more cerebral than a lot of the music I review, it has a warmth and depth of emotion that is absent in many “modern classical” works.

The album begins with "Song of Songs," a group of three pieces that are longer and more developed than the "12 Preludes" that follow. The first piece, “A Glance of Your Eyes,” is a deeply-felt love song that expresses its message with grace and tenderness. “Discovery” is a more complex tapestry of several themes woven together into a radiant whole. Some of those themes are slower and more melodic while others sparkle and dance with excitement. “Delicate Moments” is an exquisite work that clocks in at just under ten minutes. As the title suggests, the music is understated, but it also conveys powerful emotions that simmer just below the surface.

"Dreaming: 12 Preludes" is a group of much shorter pieces that express a range of emotions and experiences. The first prelude is “Skylark,” an effervescent piece that dances all over the piano while expressing joy and complete freedom. “Memory and Me” is one of my favorites. Almost mournful, it gently tells the story of lost love and feelings of emptiness. “Moonbeam” has a minimum of notes and many open spaces between them, describing the magic light of the moon. “Sleeping Swans” is a perfect impression expressed in less than a minute. I also really like the delicate loveliness of “The Faint First Star,” and the Chopinesque “Hope.” “Autumn Leaves” is mysterious and melancholy. “Dreaming” concludes this excellent album very gently and gracefully.

"Dreaming" is a remarkable debut that leaves me looking forward to more music by David Isaac. Bravo!

Terry Buino

Peaceful and Relaxing
When I first played the "Dreaming" CD the notes carried my cares away. It continues each time I listen.
Thanks to the composer, David Isaac and the pianist, Raymond Ryder for dedication to exquisite execution.
It is more enjoyable to listen to this CD than many of my Time Life album CD's.

R. Peterson

A Peaceful Place
Thank you! The CD arrived today and I played it immediately. Very beautiful. It has that kind of lyrical style that sparks the imagination. I found myself drifting into a peaceful place.


David Isaac shows that modern classical composition is alive and well. The pieces are cohesive, pleasant to listen to, and melodic. Each creates its own unique mood. As I listened I found myself pulled into each piece, wondering what would come next. If you like light piano music, buy this CD. You will not be disappointed!