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Listening Post: Batch 551

Photo: Ronaldo Farelli (instagram@ronaldofarelli)
Title: Gräfin Greta von Vlaminck

Où Sont les Neiges d'Antan

Figure It Out

Whispers During Wartime

Inspired by Floyd Patterson and Karl Jaspers

Motivation

Paul Amlehn - Lyrics, composition, arrangement, production
Shalia Keene - Voice
Man Ray - Rayograph

Raidne is one of the ten sister sirens in Greek mythology. 

Lyrics:

"What time is it?

11:11.

I can feel
The intimate melancholy
Imprisoned in the poem of your body
In the delirium of your tresses
In the oblivion of your sex.

We will go beyond
We will go beyond
Beyond anything you ever dreamed or wished.

Beyond romantic trauma
Beyond unhinged eroticism
Beyond the puzzle of your own existence
Beyond the terror of your own existence.

Beyond, without hesitation
Into a future that was always on the (way) wait.

Whether by chance or fate
Whether by chance or fate
Whether by chance or fate.

I can feel.

Come feel."

Raidne's Song

When the worst of things has happened, 
And the rain goes on and on, 
Still the kids play cricket in the rubble all summer long… 

Fella with his bowler hat on, 
Says we’re bold and brave and strong, 
And the kids play cricket in the rubble all summer long… 

It’s the 1940s Britain, 
I don’t mind admitting that they went through hell and back, 
I guess that I’m proud of that… 

I guess we just remember what we choose,
And paper over things with glue… 

The world is something like a baby bird just hatched in spring, 
How I love to hear that little bird sing, 
Love to hear that little bird sing

Now the best of things has happened, 
And the war we fought is won, 
And still the kids play cricket, they play cricket, the kids play cricket… 

It’s the 1940s Britain, 
I don’t mind admitting that there’s a lot to feel good about, 
To never forget and to sing about

If only we were brave enough to tell, 
The stories of our gory deeds as well

The world is something like a baby bird just hatched in spring, 
How I love to hear that little bird sing, 
Love to hear that little bird sing

Ooh la la la, 
Ooh la la la, 
Ooh la la la ooh

And when we muddy the waters, 
We sell out our sons and our daughters, it’s true 

The world is something like a baby bird just hatched in spring, 
How I love to hear that little bird sing, 
Love to hear that little bird sing 
And the world is something like a baby bird just hatched in spring, 
How I love to hear that little bird sing

Little Bird Sing

A couple of new songs. First one was written in September there, the other one in October. All parts written, recorded, performed and mixed by Josh Healy.

Both tracks home recorded to 4 track cassette tape using a tascam portastudio 7, with some digital overdubs added later to both tracks.

Are You Listening

LYRICS 
I heard her coming in at midnight
I said honey where you been
She said I've been to the movies
With Sue and my best friend Janine

She said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I said what was the movie
And she said I don't know
I didn't take no notice
It was just somewhere to go

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

Instrumental

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I said why was you talking
Is there something I should know
She said now honey don't be silly
But her face just let it show

And she said we been talking
Seemed like for hours and hours
I said why don't you call me
You know that I worry, She said I'm sorry

I heard her coming in at midnight

Fade




Coming in at Midnight

Vocals, Guitars -      Neowakan 
Original song -         Shoocrane
Mixing / mastering - Neowakan
Lyrics -                      Neowakan
Cover art by              Neowakan

https://soundcloud.com/neowakan

Lyrics:

so let's chace the stars, across the sky,
with every heartbeat, you and i,
in this dream, we'll find our way,
through the darkness, to a brand new day.

Hold me tight, 
Don't let go

when the world feels heavy, and the shadows fall,
 I'll be your light, I'll give it my all,
in the quiet moments when hopes collide,
together we'll rise, with love as our guide.

you know my needs, you're my guiding light,
Hold me tight, 
Don't let go


Hold me tight, 
Don't let go

Don't Let Go feat Neowakan

Andrew Lincoln

Groving with Joerxworx around,
so nice to do this , Yeeeaaarrrr
https://soundcloud.com/joerxworx

lunatics 206 / Elements / Joerxworx & Ratzzz

File Updated: 10/04/25 @ 12:16 GMT ~ Day time vox in and vocal line starting to show its shape


Lyrics

You gave me word hiss... Thank you Miss...

Your name was... Miss.
You had one hour
You sat and watched us make flower
For them the chat
For me more word
Any chance to explain absurd

So the rhymes came
Adding to sane
First words saved
Pleasure poetry

That bell is ringing
For them the chats singing
Thank you Miss, I'm out the door
"One second lad, Can I read your word?"
Ok why not...
"That's amazing"
Oh... why thank you...
Just words I'm saving

The super sub had one hour
She inspired a lifetime of power

This song is for a substitute teacher I had for one hour when I was 15. We were left to our own devices so I wrote a poem. While the rest of the class chattered after a while the super sub came down and asked to read my poem. She did and told me it was amazing... I had never shown anyone any writing before that let alone had a positive or negative reaction to any of it. Since that moment I've wanted to do it everyday. Before that moment I had never even considered what it was I just liked doing it. I don't even know her name... Miss... but she was like a nitrous boost to me writing words on paper so thanks Miss 🙌🏽🔆


She literally only had one hour and that was exactly 30 years ago. Her one sentence has been motivation and confirmation that what I do is good ever since. So it really only took her one moment to do that. One moment .. Hmmm that's interesting 


For some reason I've drawn to this too. Every morning growing up I read the cereal box packet. knew all the ingredients. When on the toilet I read the soap and when in the shower the shampoo. I always did that... It's hard to appreciate that being a cool thing to do now with screen drugs but I'd also associate that habit with appreciating literature and writing and words so deeply

The Super Sub

A song about spiritual manipulation - how false gurus use the promise of freedom to create control, and the recognition that authentic freedom is inherent, not granted by any authority.

Persecutor, rescuer, victim's role
Everyone gets damaged, body and soul
The drama triangle in a spiritual guise
Playing games that swallow you whole

I'm your Guru, can't you see
Submit yourself entirely to me
Be my slave, that's the key
If you want to be free

End up broken, dead or worse
Playing with darkness is a curse
Vulnerable before the guru's thirst
No place to hide 
Spiritual abuse ain't no joyride

I'm your Guru, worship me
Be my slave devotedly
Give your will up totally
If you want to be free

The guru says love's conditional
Their caring purely transactional
We all know they're pathologically narcissistic-al
Their promises purely fictional

I'm your Guru, obey my way
Do exactly what I say
There's no other path, no other way
If you want freedom, you must stay

Take the ultimate risk, they command
Give everything into my hand
Forever loyal to where I stand
Then maybe you'll understand

I'm your Guru, cutting edge supreme
Living the evolutionary dream
And you're just little people, so it seems
Hardly worthy of my schemes

Guru-ji, Guru-ji, endlessly
Guru-ji, please rescue me
I'll be your slave if you'll agree
To somehow set me free

Guru-ji, Guru-ji, endlessly
Guru-ji, please rescue me
I'll be your slave if you'll agree
To somehow set me free

A tragic unmet need's decree
Perfect prey for Guru-ji
Life force energy to drain away
Another devotee to betray

A system promising freedom through submission?
That's absurd!
Selling you what you already own
Asking you to seek what you already are

In the end as in the start
Nothing to add, nothing to fix
This awareness, perceiving right now
Already complete, already free
Has always been, always will be

Remember people, here's what's true
A real Guru won't command you
Won't manipulate or make demands on you
Won't ever tell you what to do
---
Original Lyrics: Marc Pell

Gurupath

lights out (slowed)

Dreams from pre-birth of trees in blossom.

Dreams of Blossom Trees (remastered 2025)

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Buí is a multi-genre collaborative music project based around the music of Belfast based singer-songwriter Josh Healy.

Latest EP 'Stopping Distance' was home recorded to 4 track cassette tape by Josh came out on the 24th of July 2024.

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