Enchanting

Prelude, from Thornless Roses (To be released). This is the 1st Mov. of the Epic Orchestral Suite Thornless Roses. Presenting some of the main themes of the Suite.

Composed and Produced by Ulisses Barros

Mixing: Marcelo Berg, Ulisses Barros
Mastering: Marcelo Berg, Ulisses Barros

Uli - Thornless Roses - Pt1 - Prelude

Before a shamanic ceremony, it is the usual practice to make a prayer to the spirits of the four directions. This is my own version, delightfully musically illustrated by API_ZZ.

Words and vocals
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, 2023 

Music
APi_ZZ (© Andreas Pirner) 
https://soundcloud.com/api_zz

Cover Art: 
Medicine Wheel by Marnie Recker 
Buy a print of it here: https://www.etsy.com/au/listing/901699327/medicine-wheel-print-11x14


Lyrics:
I bow to the four directions. 

To the East. The red dawn air 
Sighing over the China seas, 
Blow the nomad trade winds 
Along your Silk Road, 
Your Bay of Bengal
And swirling pyres of Varanasi, 
Through the temples of Tibet 
And the spiced Vedic lees. 
Bring Vayu's sweet sylphs 
To inspire our creativity. 

To the West. The deep Atlantic 
Heaves and tosses the merrows,
Your swirling whirlpools 
And drowned, forgotten reefs
Of mermaids and mer-men 
On high waves and farrows. 
Bring up from Lir's feet 
That purest of aqua cold. 
Sail it fast over the Irish sea 
And across the Menai roll 
To wash away our pain and fear 
And heal our troubled souls. 

To the North. Soil of our minds,
Your caves of quartz and tourmaline
And your blue melting glaciers 
Birthing borates from ice 
Under the Borealis, the stars 
Circling like glittering brides. 
Roll your satyrs and sylvestres 
Through the bleak Calanish stones 
Over the rivers, brooks and glens, 
To the oolite gold of Avalon  
It's Thirteen Treasures and gems. 

To the South. Cast your castanets 
Your smouldering salamanders, 
Your fierce Romany cantinas
Your red lipped, red hipped skies 
And your sultry, dusky sun-downers. 
When the frangipani and mimosa 
Whispers with exotic aroma 
And the heart promises ‘Soon’, 
Give us the southern comfort, 
The tango and the wild fandango 
To spark our dancing shoes. 

© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, 2023

The Medicine Wheel

A true story ...

By Annie Dieu-Le-Veut and APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner)

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

I'm most grateful to Andreas for this perfect music for the subject. 

Music by © APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) February 2024 
Find him here: (@api_zz)

Words: 

Long were they known to the Children of Don, 
These waters that run so deep, 
That pulse the heart blood of Avalon, 
And rocks the Beauty who still sleeps. 
Fand, her eye weeps, 
Drops drip, springs seep, 
In dark, underground caverns 
Fluting silvery waters, oh so sweet, 
That carry the salmon to Mabon.

Since ice floes swept these Isles of Honey,
This nectar of Nectan’s Glen, 
Dove’s ambrosia of Aphrodite, 
Or Brigit, as she was known then, 
Sung lullabies, into the night, 
Singing in the age of when 
The sun bird left Cinnamon Lane in flight, 
Soaring at behest of Gwyn. 

Avalon’s waters are sacred, you see, 
Destined for changes in ages. 
These rivers below don’t run to the seas, 
But move at the command of mages 
In the World Tree, sounding the key 
To unlock Earth’s life changes. 
It is by Macmannan of Llyr’s decree, 
Greatest of Celtic sages. 

But it was not his harp that dealt the knell 
Of doom on these sacred waters. 
This HAARP was an instrument of Hell 
Straight from the Den of Plotters. 
To steal the dells, Levels and fells, 
From their rightful owners. 
To bring in huge drills, to frack the wells, 
To rape Morrigan’s daughter. 

The Three Nefarious Blows to Britain 
Could not have done any worse. 
Of those fateful days, it is written, 
Avalon came under curse. 
The Furies rained, Taranis aimed 
Wheels to spin the sea purse, 
As storm waves crashed into pasture plains, 
And the farmers’ fields submersed. 

On the night of the full moon baleful airs 
Smashed the doors of the White Spring 
To pieces, shattered, well past repair, 
It was such a bitter sting. 
Stone dragon on stair, beyond prayer, 
Broken as they found him. 
But Brigit’s flame in her grotto still flared, 
The heart of the Isles of Honey. 


At Burrow Mump, useless handwringers all
 Were photographed for their voters. 
The Prince of Wales claimed he was appalled, 
While on the phone to his broker. 
Gone Chinese walls, the croupier calls 
This game of red hot poker. 
When climate change was blamed as the cause, 
The winner threw down the Joker. 

But all was not lost, despite shriek and beseech, 
The call rang across the leylines, 
Echoed by standing stones and cromlechs, 
“Send a bard who can spell with a rhyme.” 
Men of Harlech, now ithyphallic, 
Thundered down the rhynes , 
“Defend the glassy wall, Fragarach. 
“Lugh’s own Tongue Cannot Lie.” 

And so, this magical sword appeared
At the Avalon Council of Bards. 
To speak through the old Witch,  
“Rhyme it up!” it told the lady smith;
The purge to remove the bane. 
So she intoned the words to entrain, 
That tumbled out like a twin-twisted withe, 
Her tongue could no more contain...

"You wizards and lizards! You boastful bards! 
"By your own ignorance you’re paralysed. 
"The Beli serpent of these Honey Isles 
"Your mute mouths are unable to satirise, 
"Let alone the three fountains he guards."

Then she turned and raised her hands 
to the roiling skies. 

"I command the Three Fountains:
"The fountain of water of air
"The fountain of water of seas
"The fountain of water of earth/fire 
"Be still... and know thy peace.

"All glory to you, victorious Beli,
Who defends the Honey Isles."

The Waters Of Avalon

Trip Overnight

Introducing "Those Were The Whispers" by The Dark Messiahs, a captivating jazz hop instrumental that effortlessly merges the smooth allure of jazz with the rhythmic cadence of hip-hop. Led by the masterful keys of Sonny Rhodes, this track takes listeners on a journey through a jazzy landscape filled with intrigue and emotion.

Driven by the dynamic rhythm section of Sticks Thompson on drums and Wilt Flowers on bass, the groove is infectious and irresistible, setting the stage for the melodic explorations of Art Masters on clarinet, and Blue Six on trumpet. Their intertwining melodies weave together seamlessly, creating a rich tapestry of sound that is both soulful and exhilarating.

Together, these talented musicians bring "These Were The Whispers" to life, inviting audiences to lose themselves in its hypnotic rhythm and unforgettable melodies. Get ready to groove to the beat of The Dark Messiahs' jazz-hop fusion masterpiece.

Those Were The Whispers - The Dark Messiahs. Jazz hop instrumental. Jazz hop type beat.

#house #minimalhouse #minimaldubhouse #minimal #elecronica #techno

Master Control

A Pirates's Tale

This is a genuine Pop song with a few extra elements, like 'bombast' strings and such ... Enjoy!

Ancient Tales

Astral Luminis Nemesia

Back to the alternative rock with this energetic guitar duo with piano, brass and sax.

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Fanning The Fire

Fanning the Fire

I had the great pleasure to musically illustrate a new "adventure" from Annie. 
All background to that journey is given at https://soundcloud.com/annie-dieu-le-veut/web-of-the-wyrd

Web Of The Wyrd

This track will guide you through an ancient technique which helps to retrieve and cultivate empowerment and magnetism.

@APi_ZZ has quite brilliantly used specific sound frequencies in the music which support this practice. He 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. So he fine-tuned the drumming frequencies to that exact 108 Hz.

He 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.

Words and vocal Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
© Copyright Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, August 2024

Music and cover art by APi_ZZ 
© Copyright APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner, August 2024)

Power - a guided practice

Evelin

Annie came up with the story -- eh, THE story -- see her entry: 
https://soundcloud.com/annie-dieu-le-veut/hero-with-a-thousand-faces
I had the "duty", but certainly mainly the pleasure to figure illustrative music for that. Here is our result.

Hero

Over at Mix Challenge (https://mix-challenge.com/) they run the Songwriting Competition for September 2024; the theme is "Mental Health Awareness Month". Music is said to have a supportive effect when positively dealing with this matter. My contribution tries to do so with this softly chiming, meditative track.
UPDATE 09-21: Track got replaced by a slightly remixed version.

Conciliation

Dramatic and melancholic composition for strings. Frantic and eerie cello ostinato, tremolo viola and raspy violin. It turns into a more mellow and optimistic character in the second half.

Official video
https://youtu.be/_aL_c1PVJto?si=cNcexVhfEymxZDTv

Dark Thoughts

Being musician and artist "since ages", the last two decades and all the developments in digital music broadened my interests and activities in doing music actively and passively. Not being shy of any genre (OK, leave off some Punk and Extreme Metal derivates) I engage in composing, arranging, mixing and collaborating. 

Oh, and I do all my artwork and designs as well. And as you may notice I regard AI as a friendly helper.

Have a few looks & listens into my repertoire and eventually gain some insights. I'm always open for collabs if the the interests match ...

Bard, storyteller, song maker, star walker and author of books on the sacred mysteries.

All the lyrics of my songs are written by me. I put them to music with A.I. and then I spin up the whole lot in the Magimix with samples and loops. I can't sing for toffee, so if you fall in love with a singer on one my tracks, it's likely to be a robot!  Just sayin'...😎

All my socials: https://hyperfollow.com/anniedieuleveut

The Medicine Wheel

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