Ian Vine (born 3 January 1974 in Portsmouth) is a British composer. Vine spent his formative years in Libya and Hong Kong. He studied composition at the Royal Northern College of Music with Anthony Gilbert (b. 1934, UK) and privately with Simon Holt (b. 1958, UK).
One can detect traces of Near and Far Eastern modalities as well as gestural and formal elements in his music. SIRI (1997), a frequently performed tour-de-force for solo percussion with electronics, uses a rhythmic and structural language found in the highly ritualised percussion music of Japan and Korea.
Although much of his work tends toward longer time frames, some of his pieces are very short indeed. Conversely, the pieces sound as if they are longer. writing on water (1999-), commissioned by Matthew Herbert and released on the Accidental label, is an expanding collection of short (sometimes only 20 seconds long) works using recorded acoustic instruments; and shadow grounds (1999), commissioned by the Huddersfield Contemporary Music Festival for the ensemble recherche as part of their In Nomine Broken Consort Book, a 3 minute non-miniature of suspended sound.
Another cloudy day, another sleepless night
An empty photograph is all that's left behind
The phone rings at 3 am, a whisper on the other end
Reliving the pain once again
One last moment
One last try
The passion builds inside you, the magic folds around you
Release is just a moment away
Looking out from the inside, a heart can break like glass
A child gazes up in wonder
She will run to forgive you
The scene escapes me, from inside the mirror
Illusion, come take me
And open the door that they deny
And step inside
Come to the mirror with me
A deep place, a deep breath
More than words could ever say
A deep place, a deep sigh
Nowhere to look but inside
Nowhere to run except to me
The scene escapes me, from inside the mirror
Illusion, come take me
And open the door that they deny
Step inside and show the world who you are
No more anguish
No more fear
Tonight your reflection lets you smile again
The scene escapes me, from inside the mirror
Illusion, come take me
And open the door that they deny
Sometimes I see shadows of a face from inside the mirror
Illusion it scares me
And shows me a life I can't deny
There's nowhere to run from inside the mirror
Illusion, come take me
And open the door that they deny