Uploaded August 2021 | Updated September 2026, 16 hours ago
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h this is epico, big chordies and super microtones and also super epico drum rythms (27 versus 7 owo)
modern jazz be like
bruh giant steps got nothin on dis, dis a new classic in the book, a nice 69cent rewriting, with some minor/sus13th with sharp 420th and flat 6,8,4,2,7,5,8, resulting in jazz
Try the interactive tutorial, or download the Sheet music here: musescore.com/user/34605663/scores/6891153?from=youtube_share
h this is epico, big chordies and super microtones and also super epico drum rythms (27 versus 7 owo)
modern jazz be like
bruh giant steps got nothin on dis, dis a new classic in the book, a nice 69cent rewriting, with some minor/sus13th with sharp 420th and flat 6,8,4,2,7,5,8, resulting in jazz



![Gaspard de la nuit, II, Le Gibet – Maurice Ravel (1875-1937)
Written in E♭ minor and based on the poem of the same name, the movement presents the observer with a view of the desert, where the lone corpse of a hanged man on a gibbet (structure where the dead bodies of public executions were displayed) stands out against the horizon, reddened by the setting sun. Meanwhile, a bell tolls from inside the walls of a far-off city, creating the deathly atmosphere that surrounds the observer. Throughout the entire piece is a B♭ octave ostinato, imitative of the tolling bell, that remains constant in tone as the notes cross over and dynamics change.
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The original poem by Aloysius Bertrand:
Ah! ce que jentends, serait-ce la bise nocturne qui glapit, ou le pendu qui pousse un soupir sur la fourche patibulaire?
Serait-ce quelque grillon qui chante tapi dans la mousse et le lierre stérile dont par pitié se chausse le bois?
Serait-ce quelque mouche en chasse sonnant du cor autour de ces oreilles sourdes à la fanfare des hallali?
Serait-ce quelque escarbot qui cueille en son vol inégal un cheveu sanglant à son crâne chauve?
Ou bien serait-ce quelque araignée qui brode une demi-aune de mousseline pour cravate à ce col étranglé?
Cest la cloche qui tinte aux murs dune ville sous lhorizon, et la carcasse dun pendu que rougit le soleil couchant.
English translation:
Ah! that which I hear, was it the north wind that screeches in the night, or the hanged one who utters a sigh on the fork of the gibbet?
Was it some cricket who sings lurking in the moss and the sterile ivy, which out of pity covers the floor of the forest?
Was it some fly in chase sounding the horn around those ears deaf to the fanfare of the halloos?
Was it some scarab beetle who gathers in his uneven flight a bloody hair from his bald skull?
Or then, was it some spider who embroiders a half-measure of muslin for a tie on this strangled neck?
It is the bell that tolls from the walls of a city, under the horizon, and t Gaspard de la nuit, II, Le Gibet – Maurice Ravel (1875-1937)](https://i.ytimg.com/vi/M2QEUUSYqJc/mqdefault.jpg)






