One of the best cover performances I've seen of this piece. I only have very basic knowledge of reading music but it was really interesting to see it as you were playing. Brilliant! You must be very proud.
There are a few performances of this piece on RUclips... and I'm struck by the differences. Often people rattle through the piece much too fast, pounding the arpeggios [often slightly missing keys] - making the whole exercise a sprint. Your rendition is expressive, and has a lightness of touch. It's not too fast. Thanks for uploading.
@@Chachboon1 Your welcome I wish I could play the E:T. music just like you. It is one of my favorites from Williams, second to A new hope. "E.T. and me", is such a beautiful piece.
The rhythm on this piece is extremely difficult, well played mate. I'm struggling with the triplet beat on the right hand over the quaver left hand. Your two hands actually sound like three lol, that's a sign of a true master!
I'm a pro-piano guy - loved your performance - I was looking for a real chart of this, and found you here. Thanks for sharing - I'm gonna shed this for the next month!
Its surprisingly difficult. The left hand is not a problem. It can pretty much be improvised. But the right hand triplets are tricky. I'd say the right hand is as difficult as Chopin's Black Key Etude in G flat major, or even the etude in E flat major. The piece is slightly easier to play if you transpose entirely into D flat as the fifth finger of the RH has less to jump. C major would make this a lot more trickier.
There was a very strange feature in this case, strange because of its extremely rare occurrence. This man had once been brought to the scaffold in company with several others, and had had the sentence of death by shooting passed upon him for some political crime. Twenty minutes later he had been reprieved and some other punishment substituted; but the interval between the two sentences, twenty minutes, or at least a quarter of an hour, had been passed in the certainty that within a few minutes he must die. I was very anxious to hear him speak of his impressions during that dreadful time, and I several times inquired of him as to what he thought and felt. He remembered everything with the most accurate and extraordinary distinctness, and declared that he would never forget a single iota of the experience. ‘About twenty paces from the scaffold, where he had stood to hear the sentence, were three posts, fixed in the ground, to which to fasten the criminals (of whom there were several). The first three criminals were taken to the posts, dressed in long white tunics, with white caps drawn over their faces, so that they could not see the rifles pointed at them. Then a group of soldiers took their stand opposite to each post. My friend was the eighth on the list, and therefore he would have been among the third lot to go up. A priest went about among them with a cross: and there was about five minutes of time left for him to live. ‘He said that those five minutes seemed to him to be a most interminable period, an enormous wealth of time; he seemed to be living, in these minutes, so many lives that there was no need as yet to think of that last moment, so that he made several arrangements, dividing up the time into portions-one for saying farewell to his companions, two minutes for that; then a couple more for thinking over his own life and career and all about himself; and another minute for a last look around. He remembered having divided his time like this quite well. While saying good- bye to his friends he recollected asking one of them some very usual everyday question, and being much interested in the answer. Then having bade farewell, he embarked upon those two minutes which he had allotted to looking into himself; he knew beforehand what he was going to think about. He wished to put it to himself as quickly and clearly as possible, that here was he, a living, thinking man, and that in three minutes he would be nobody; or if somebody or something, then what and where? He thought he would decide this question once for all in these last three minutes. A little way off there stood a church, and its gilded spire glittered in the sun. He remembered staring stubbornly at this spire, and at the rays of light sparkling from it. He could not tear his eyes from these rays of light; he got the idea that these rays were his new nature, and that in three minutes he would become one of them, amalgamated somehow with them. ‘The repugnance to what must ensue almost immediately, and the uncertainty, were dreadful, he said; but worst of all was the idea, ‘What should I do if I were not to die now? What if I were to return to life again? What an eternity of days, and all mine! How I should grudge and count up every minute of it, so as to waste not a single instant!’ He said that this thought weighed so upon him and became such a terrible burden upon his brain that he could not bear it, and wished they would shoot him quickly and have done with it.’ ❤
@@joejoyce1717 I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my drugs. Drugs is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Drugs encircles the world. Logic will get you from A to Z; drugs will get you everywhere. Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of drugs. My drugs functions much better when I don't have to speak to people. Drugs is like a muscle. I found out that the more drugs, the bigger it got. Drugs is the art of seeing things invisible. Drugs is the golden-eyed monster that never sleeps. It must be fed; it cannot be ignored. I believe in the power of the drugs to remake the world, to release the truth within us, to hold back the night, to transcend death, to charm motorways, to ingratiate ourselves with birds, to enlist the confidences of madmen. Drug is the only weapon in the war against reality. The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of drugs, nature is drugs itself. Drugs governs the world. Disneyland will never be completed. It will continue to grow as long as there is drugs left in the world. It's delightful when your drugs come true, isn't it? Hate is a lack of drugs. The world of reality has its limits; the world of drugs is boundless. Truth is a matter of the drugs. Love what you do and do what you love. Don't listen to anyone else who tells you not to do it. You do what you want, what you love. Drugs should be the center of your life. A daily dose of daydreaming heals the heart, soothes the soul, and strengthens the drugs. Drugs, of course, can open any door - turn the key and let terror walk right in. Live out of your drugs, not your history. Drugs is Everything! When you drug me, I don’t feel butterflies. I feel the whole zoo. I love the way you explore my drugs. All I need is drugs and our bed. Your lips are like honey, and your kisses are like drugs. A world without drugs would be a pain in the ass. You make me feel loved because you have so much drugs to give.
Hi there, this was a transcription I made some years ago, so don’t have it any more I’m afraid, but do a Google search for “Over the Moon piano pdf” and I’m sure you’ll find it!
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Gorgeous job. My favorite piece from any film score.
Every time I see a piano in a lobby I want to play this exact song for passerby’s, but then I remember that I have no idea how to play the piano. :(
The depth of this theme always breaks my heart, and your rendition is perfect!
Thanks!
This is my most favorite ET cover!!! 😎
Aw, bless you, many thanks!
This is absolutely wonderful! Such beauty in composition and performance!
One of the best cover performances I've seen of this piece. I only have very basic knowledge of reading music but it was really interesting to see it as you were playing. Brilliant! You must be very proud.
Absolutely stunning. Beautiful piece played flawlessly. Thank you Christopher!
Cheers John! :)
My god. The piece will always make me cry. Fantastic job and thank you.
Beautiful melody !!!
There are a few performances of this piece on RUclips... and I'm struck by the differences. Often people rattle through the piece much too fast, pounding the arpeggios [often slightly missing keys] - making the whole exercise a sprint. Your rendition is expressive, and has a lightness of touch. It's not too fast. Thanks for uploading.
Impressive... Most impressive.
Beautiful! ... And harmonically fascinating. Thanks for sharing.
This is the best rendition of this on RUclips. Really nice. Wish I could play like you!
So good man, I'll play this myself someday.
Goose bumps, man. Excellent played.
Thanks very much! ☺️
@@Chachboon1 Your welcome I wish I could play the E:T. music just like you. It is one of my favorites from Williams, second to A new hope. "E.T. and me", is such a beautiful piece.
Wow! Perfectly played!!! I love this piece. Well done!
Extraordinarily performed!
Just amazing
So much technique is needed for the execution of this piece. Lovely work here
Good work. John Williams is the man!
that was an amazing performance!! can you share the sheet music file plz?
The rhythm on this piece is extremely difficult, well played mate. I'm struggling with the triplet beat on the right hand over the quaver left hand. Your two hands actually sound like three lol, that's a sign of a true master!
Nice cup of tea
I'm a pro-piano guy - loved your performance - I was looking for a real chart of this, and found you here. Thanks for sharing - I'm gonna shed this for the next month!
Beautiful! Inspiring! I'm learning this now. 😊
Just cried a little, and that's not a joke for the Internet.
Bravo! I'm trying to learn this piece and it's inspiring to see how well you play it. Thanks for posting!
Bravo. So well played!
BEAUTIFUUUL
beautiful
i've been looking for this for ages, great job!
Gorgeous job!
Perfection! Bravo!
sublime
Beautiful!
bravo, really good
Much love ❤️ 🙌🏽🙌🏽
Bravo!
Sounds so good ! That’s super cool!
A-Amazing! Thanks for sharing the sheets.
Well done! Beautifully executed
WoW ! Fantastic !
Best version on RUclips
Magnificent
Bravissimo!
Now I think about it, this seems pretty complex! Great performance!
You're my Hero
Esos 58 segundos son una obra maestra.
wow, you are amazing!
Impressive! I am learning this on the piano as well. I don't think many people realize how difficult it is.
Its surprisingly difficult. The left hand is not a problem. It can pretty much be improvised. But the right hand triplets are tricky. I'd say the right hand is as difficult as Chopin's Black Key Etude in G flat major, or even the etude in E flat major. The piece is slightly easier to play if you transpose entirely into D flat as the fifth finger of the RH has less to jump. C major would make this a lot more trickier.
nice job!
Th k you so much!
Good job mate
Bliss.
Me encanta 🥺💞
There was a very strange feature in this case, strange because of its extremely rare occurrence. This man had once been brought to the scaffold in company with several others, and had had the sentence of death by shooting passed upon him for some political crime. Twenty minutes later he had been reprieved and some other punishment substituted; but the interval between the two sentences, twenty minutes, or at least a quarter of an hour, had been passed in the certainty that within a few minutes he must die. I was very anxious to hear him speak of his impressions during that dreadful time, and I several times inquired of him as to what he thought and felt. He remembered everything with the most accurate and extraordinary distinctness, and declared that he would never forget a single iota of the experience. ‘About twenty paces from the scaffold, where he had stood to hear the sentence, were three posts, fixed in the ground, to which to fasten the criminals (of whom there were several). The first three criminals were taken to the posts, dressed in long white tunics, with white caps drawn over their faces, so that they could not see the rifles pointed at them. Then a group of soldiers took their stand opposite to each post. My friend was the eighth on the list, and therefore he would have been among the third lot to go up. A priest went about among them with a cross: and there was about five minutes of time left for him to live. ‘He said that those five minutes seemed to him to be a most interminable period, an enormous wealth of time; he seemed to be living, in these minutes, so many lives that there was no need as yet to think of that last moment, so that he made several arrangements, dividing up the time into portions-one for saying farewell to his companions, two minutes for that; then a couple more for thinking over his own life and career and all about himself; and another minute for a last look around. He remembered having divided his time like this quite well. While saying good- bye to his friends he recollected asking one of them some very usual everyday question, and being much interested in the answer. Then having bade farewell, he embarked upon those two minutes which he had allotted to looking into himself; he knew beforehand what he was going to think about. He wished to put it to himself as quickly and clearly as possible, that here was he, a living, thinking man, and that in three minutes he would be nobody; or if somebody or something, then what and where? He thought he would decide this question once
for all in these last three minutes. A little way off there stood a church, and its gilded spire glittered in the sun. He remembered staring stubbornly at this spire, and at the rays of light sparkling from it. He could not tear his eyes from these rays of light; he got the idea that these rays were his new nature, and that in three minutes he would become one of them, amalgamated somehow with them. ‘The repugnance to what must ensue almost immediately, and the uncertainty, were dreadful, he said; but worst of all was the idea, ‘What should I do if I were not to die now? What if I were to return to life again? What an eternity of days, and all mine! How I should grudge and count up every minute of it, so as to waste not a single instant!’ He said that this thought weighed so upon him and became such a terrible burden upon his brain that he could not bear it, and wished they would shoot him quickly and have done with it.’ ❤
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@@joejoyce1717 I am enough of an artist to draw freely upon my drugs. Drugs is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Drugs encircles the world. Logic will get you from A to Z; drugs will get you everywhere. Anyone who lives within their means suffers from a lack of drugs. My drugs functions much better when I don't have to speak to people. Drugs is like a muscle. I found out that the more drugs, the bigger it got. Drugs is the art of seeing things invisible. Drugs is the golden-eyed monster that never sleeps. It must be fed; it cannot be ignored. I believe in the power of the drugs to remake the world, to release the truth within us, to hold back the night, to transcend death, to charm motorways, to ingratiate ourselves with birds, to enlist the confidences of madmen. Drug is the only weapon in the war against reality. The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of drugs, nature is drugs itself. Drugs governs the world. Disneyland will never be completed. It will continue to grow as long as there is drugs left in the world. It's delightful when your drugs come true, isn't it? Hate is a lack of drugs. The world of reality has its limits; the world of drugs is boundless. Truth is a matter of the drugs. Love what you do and do what you love. Don't listen to anyone else who tells you not to do it. You do what you want, what you love. Drugs should be the center of your life. A daily dose of daydreaming heals the heart, soothes the soul, and strengthens the drugs. Drugs, of course, can open any door - turn the key and let terror walk right in. Live out of your drugs, not your history. Drugs is Everything! When you drug me, I don’t feel butterflies. I feel the whole zoo. I love the way you explore my drugs. All I need is drugs and our bed. Your lips are like honey, and your kisses are like drugs. A world without drugs would be a pain in the ass. You make me feel loved because you have so much drugs to give.
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Thank you! I love this piece, could you tell me I can find the music please?
Awesome, I never heard a Yamaha sounds like yours. How did you record it ? :)
Excellent palying!!
Can I ask you what kind of mike, audio interface you use?
Tienes el PDF?
Sheet music please :(
hello, can you send me the piano score
please ? thank you
In the original version the left hand goes up and down, but in your version it isn't, it stops at the third xd
I noticed that too. In my sheet music it's the same as the original.
that's because this is the end credits version, and is very accurate!, the one you mentioned was Over the moon from the OST
Where can I get sheet music to this?
Hi there, this was a transcription I made some years ago, so don’t have it any more I’m afraid, but do a Google search for “Over the Moon piano pdf” and I’m sure you’ll find it!
The score could use some key signatures instead. Much easier to sight read. Geez a comment 4 years later..
left hand is.....fake
It’s defo a real hand
Bravo!