My contribution for the week: Rachmaninov's Fourteen Song so beautiful, it requires no lyric. In fact, it's beyond any recitable expression but the beauty of the soprano's vocalise.
A little green earthling, living life as if there were no tomorrow.
Some of Rachmaninov's work is really fascinating, like this one, his interpretation of Paganini's work, from one piano virtuoso to a violin supremo. Incredible work. A little long, and it is kind of disrespect not to post the complete work, so here we go:
Paganini's work here, devil's music.
A little green earthling, living life as if there were no tomorrow.