Scillonian Postcards Page
Four Orchestral Suites
| Scillonian Postcards | Album #4 | Format | Composer: Gordon Pascoe The "Orchestra" is the "Lantzville Virtual Orchestra" (my computer, using Sibelius s/w) | ||
| Track # | TITLE | Opus # | Time | Photo | Remembrance |
| 1 | 18 | 4:18 | mp4 video | Heritage site of St. Mary's. In memory of my piano teacher, Mr. Tresize who played wonderful Olde Cornish Celtic music for me. | |
| 2 | 4 | 2:16 | audio wave | Four of us taking an impromptu Friday afternoon absence from Carn Thomas school (1955) and getting "caned" on Monday morning. | |
| 3 | 23 | error | Walking 'round the Garrison and enjoying the views. | ||
| 4 | 45 | 3:31 | audio wave | A name that appears far back in the family tree. Imagining her dancing . . . . | |
| 5 | 22 | error | mp4 video | But they will be very hard to spot in this video - but keep a lookout for the Giant's Footsteps. | |
| 6 | 92 | 3:07 | mp4 video | From tales of a real ruined cottage & a fictional woman on Samson. What views! Includes the cottage where my great-g-g-grandmother was born. | |
| 7 | 64 | 3:24 | wave | A traditional autumn bonfire and fireworks on Buzza Hill | |
| 8 | 22.1 | 2:55 | wave | A childhood playground. Kick-The-Can, Hide'n'Seek, Cops & Robbers. | |
| 9 | Going Boating | x | 2:50 | wave | A selection of boats. Available on YouTube |
| 10 | 22.2 | 3:34 | wave | Reflections during an evening on the hill above the Lifeboat slip. Peaceful. | |
| 11 | 37 | 3:19 | wave | An old military gun emplacement site on the "lower" walk 'round the Garrison. The sunsets from here are often magnificent. | |
12 | 65 | 4:37 | wave | A trip to the Eastern Islands to adore the Mother Goddess on Nor-Nour. | |
Symphony No. 3 "Scillonia" | 51 | 21:55 | wave | ||
13 | Spirits fo Maypole | 51.1 | 6:14 | wave | A fork in the road with bonfires and old Celtic festivals. |
14 | 51.2 | 7:37 | wave | Remembrances from the knoll above my childhood school | |
15 | 51.3 | 4:36 | wave | A favourite family picnic jaunt. | |
16 | 51.4 | 5:28 | wave | Fishing in the "Kestrel" with Uncle Jack near the Seven Stones. Legends came to mind. And yes, we were nearly wrecked. | |