Chant : Paul Le Meur; Trompette : Denys Danielidès; Saxophone : Maxime Jaslier; Trombone : Thomas François; Basse : Julien Hervé; Batterie : Nicolas Sibaud; Clavier et composition : Pierre Lacroix; Prise de son et mixage : Michaël Clergeot.

Une fille dans la ville

Beneath the twilight's gentle glow, a fresh chapter unfolded. The horizon, a blank canvas, invited dreamers from all walks of life to etch their tales in its mysterious allure.

Whispers Of Stardust, New Horizons Await

My best selling book, The Sacred Sex Rites of Ishtar, will be published as an audiobook on Audible some time in 2025. This is a sample; the second chapter which is a simple guide to the basics of alchemy.

The first chapter is here: https://soundcloud.com/annie-dieu-le-veut/chapter-1-of-the-sacred-sex-rites-of-ishtar

If you'd like to read the paperback book, or get it for you Kindle, you can buy it here on Amazon here: shorturl.at/diLX5

Chapter Two, The Sacred Sex Rites Of Ishtar, The Basics of Alchemy

working title: Morgentau.
what I thought boring. 
so I changed it to: Morgen Tao
then translated it to english as most of my friends aint talkin german anyways…

describe your track: no…

but here`s a haiku I like:

the world of dew is, yes,
a world of dew,
but even so

Kobayashi Issa

Morning Dao

Even today, modern politicians are educated by what's been dubbed a "manual of statecraft", penned by the so-called Father of Modern Political Philosophy and Political Science, the 16th century Venetian, Niccolò Machiavelli. 

In Machiavelli's book, The Prince, they are taught that no matter how evil the means that they employ are, to achieve victory, the ends will justify those means. Then as the victors, all they have to do is to rewrite the history, to present themselves as the good guys. 

I'm very grateful to Mark Combstead for providing such great rock music for this poem. You can find him here: https://soundcloud.com/markcombs-928282858

Words:

Last night, I dreamed of Machiavelli,
 Who, it seems, hasn’t learned much since the days of the Medici. 
 His pretext of seizing power for the ‘good of God’,
 Was straight out of the playbook of Cesar Borgia....
 So it seemed from my talk with poor, deluded Niccolo.
 
 Looking into my eyes and holding my hands
 He plied me with cunning plots and plans,
 Dripping in evil criminality, and base intent
 To create chaos for the existing world order
 No means was too foul, not even murder.
 
 The end will justify the means, my dear,
 Don’t worry your pretty head. 
 He said. 
 I wasn’t buying it, though, 
And so I said:	
 
 All around us in the world today that we see,
 Has been caused by those with such a strategy.
 The end doesn’t justify the means, at all.
 It is the means themselves which create the evil
 Of famine, pollution and perpetual war,
 Driven by madness, greed and holy preachings;
 This is the end created by your teachings. 
 We now have nation pitted against nation,
 Because the way, the means, IS the destination.
 

Words and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, April 2024 

Music by Combstead
© Mark Combstead, April 2024 

Cover Art by by pizarro2021 at DeviantArt.

Machiavelli (ft. Combstead)

The spirit of my drum "asked me" to heal the pain of betrayal in all those who wished to attune to it, and so I used my breath and intention while drumming between 4 and 7 beats per second, the rhythm most conducive for going into shamanic trance.

Andreas (APi_ZZ) found that the resonance of my drumming was of the frequency 109 Hz, close to the 108 Hz which is the sound tuning used to heal the sacral chakra, the Svadhishthana. So he fine tuned the drumming frequencies to that exact 108 Hz. 

The sacral chakra governs the reproductive region and when it has been knocked out of balance, it can block our fertility in all aspects of our lives, such as our joy and enthusiasm that gives rise to our creativity. And so I added in the Adi Shakti mantra, the prayer to the Great Mother, who is associated with the Svadhishthana. The Adi Shakti mantra tunes us into Her and into Her mantle of protective, generating energy that gently dissolves our fear blocks. 

Andreas then put the whole thing to music, using flute and Tibetan sound bowls attuned to the frequency of 432 Hz. He also added a bowl drone sound (again at 432 Hz), augmented by bells chiming in deeply associated frequencies of  (again) 108 Hz, 162 Hz, and 243 Hz and a second bowl at 364.5 Hz. These frequencies relate to the sacral, solar, heart and throat chakras.

The whole track has been carefully developed to enrich (self) healing ideas and offers a deep listening experience as well. 

The Cover Art, by APi_ZZ, incorporates the Svadhishthana yantra, the visual, symbolic interpretation of the Svadhishthana mantra.

Drumming and vocals by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
Copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, April 2024, all rights reserved

Music by APi_ZZ
Copyright © APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) April 2024, all rights reserved
You can find APi_ZZ here: https://soundcloud.com/api_zz

Svadhishthana - shamanic healing for betrayal

On Monday, I work hard,
Papers pile, coffee's charred,
Meetings, coding, endless tweaks,
But the weekend? That's my peak.

On Tuesday, I work hard,
Theories tangle, brains bombard,
Charts fill up, outlook bleak,
But the weekend? Pure technique.

On Wednesday, I work hard,
Meetings marathon, no regard,
Deadlines loom, prospects meek,
But the weekend? I don't peek.

On Thursday, I work hard,
Debates deep, stay on guard,
Concepts clash, spirits bleak,
But the weekend? Zen I seek.

On Friday, I work hard,
Last push, play every card,
Tasks end, fatigue's at peak,
But the weekend? Rest unique.

On the weekend, I don't work,
I panic, fret, then shirk.
Doubt looms, I vent, I snap,
Rushing, cramming—what a trap!

Worries fade, then I regroup,
Focus sharpens, back in the loop.
Commit, persist, tasks resized,
Strive, push hard, and organize.

Execute, multitask, find my groove,
Final stretch, things improve.
Endless trials, all in the murk,
Yes, on the weekend, I don't work.

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This one is for all the breadfans out there--introducing "On the Weekend I Don't Work," a funky speed rock track inspired by Budgie iconic riff. This track captures the weekly grind's relentless pulse and the ironic twist of a weekend not so different from the workdays. Through energetic verses, the song narrates a week of hard work, building up to a weekend supposed to be for rest, yet filled with its own hectic challenges. It's a tongue-in-cheek look at the reality of never truly 'turning off,' perfect for anyone who finds themselves just as busy on their days off as they are the rest of the week.

#OnTheWeekendIDontWork #WeekendWarriors #SpeedRock #RockAnthem #WorkLifeBalance #EnergyHigh #MusicForTheSoul

On the Weekend I Don't Work

Hello my Friends :)

This is my new Track "Now and Always". It all started with the inspiration from the piece "Our World" by Audiomachine but it really evolved into a different direction, which isn't a bad thing after all 🙂.

Personally i especially like the last section, which gives me exactly the nostalgic feeling i wanted to create :-)

I hope you like it !

Have a wonderful day.

Marcel 

- Now and always bound,
Time's fleeting whispers, profound,
Love's eternal sound.-

Now and Always

California Sunshine

Everybody's asking.
What you gonna do with your days?
With seven hundred little records, and none of them are ever played.
The girl must have it.
The girl must have it.
And if she don't get it, she'll go out and grab it.
A monkey or a rabbit?
Just too stoned to rock.

You're on a black tie, slow ride, rip tide, hard drive, breath.
It's just a hang tight, back slide, corner of time, death.
keep clean, daydream, bad scene, stay seen, bed.
You seem pretty keen.
Though you look pretty green.
Yeah.

Everybody's saying. 
You are wasting your life.
But you don't remember signing up for all this trouble and strife.
The girl must have it.
The girl must have it.
And if she don't get it, she'll go out and grab it.
A monkey not a rabbit?
Just too stoned to fuck.

Nobody's talking, an invisible line.
But how's it gonna help if you just lay in bed and whine?
The girl must have it.
The girl must have it.
And when she wants it, she'll go out and get it.
How far you wanna take it?
Just too stoned to rock.

Oh, it's all a deep red, death bed, he said, she said test.
Another ripped off, bad cough, hot shot, top mop, rest.
Dark green, time team, low means, whipped cream, yeah.
You seem pretty keen.
Though you look pretty green. 
Yeah.

You're on a black tie, slow ride, rip tide, hard drive, breath.
It's just a hang tight, back slide, corner of time, death.
keep clean, daydream, bad scene, stay seen, bed.
You seem pretty keen.
Though you look pretty green.
Yeah.

The Girl Must Have It

Hi! This is the second session of  making my next song, “everybody’s cruel” and also the part where I overthink myself into oblivion. Right now, the song is in its worst possible form because I’ve listened to the basic bones of the instrumental for what feels like a million times. I’ve listened carefully, written every line, and tweaked what I could with what I know. I’ve rehearsed these lines to this unfinished beat that I’ve become bored.. and maybe even a little bitter. During this piece of the process I start wondering if I should even keep going. Well, the next step IS to keep going. So in order to keep going, I first need to upgrade my license from the beat maker to get access to the beat’s original stems. Once you have the stems of a song, they can be cut down and mixed around to a sound engineer’s delight and that’s what this song needs now. It needs magic! Even more sounds can be added or deleted where we all see fit. It’s really important to trust your sound engineer/producer’s vision because they are taking your song to the next level. Not only that, but they are hearing you in your most vulnerable states of happy and sad that you brought to the microphone. Once the beat’s stems and vocal stems are all sent through in one big file, the mixing and mastering process begins. Ideas and thoughts and revisions are traded back and fourth and the song gets a whole makeover. It feels like opening up a brand new present on Christmas as a little kid - but until that happens, it’s black Friday.

THE MAKING OF EVERYBODY'S CRUEL 2 // LANDR - Everybodys Cruel - 5 16 24, 7.14 PM - Open - Medium

Poet, author and podcaster on metaphysics, alchemy and shamanism. 

On here, I'm a lyricist and vocalist who's lucky enough to have met a few fellow travellers that help me to bring my poems to life with their inspired musical creations. So if you'd like a collab, do message me.

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Chapter Two, The Sacred Sex Rites Of Ishtar, The Basics of Alchemy

Annie Dieu-Le-Veut

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