Hi! All. It's Autumn here in this Western Hemisphere and so here is a little piece I wrote in my embroyonic years as a guitarist. The melody is intended to portray the leaves gently blowing about and then falling to earth whilst the relentless rumblings of the Major and Minor 7.th's.below are an ominous portend of the approaching Winter.
I have used the IM7.as the penultimate chord rather than the usual V7. or VII7. since this gave me the bitter sweet sound that I wanted to indicate the final arrival of Winter.
I hope that with Azailai's kind advice the resulting Score is now legible:which was not the case with my previous postings.
Regards All. Mordent.
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Chopin used to sleep with wooden wedges between his fingers to increase their span--now there's a thought !