As a born Scot, can honestly say that's one of the more cheery Celt pieces. Good one

Defined 

Preacher man says he knows the way
All I have to do is kneel and pray
He can show me the streets of gold

And now the boys are home
In the dark and all alone
Learning the grace of god on their knees

And now you're pissed with me
Instead of the pedo priest
That kind of thinking I don't understand

And all you got left to say 
Is that he works in mysterious ways
The last refuge of a broken mind

The last refuge


Yes the world is so defined. 
Gotta break the dogma down one brick at time
Yes the world is so defined
Gotta break the dogma down what's taking so much time

Leader man is in the way
Wants me to hear what he has to say
A vote for him is a vote for me

Meanwhile behind the scenes 
Big men with bigger dreams
And lots of cash to grease the wheels

And now the waters brown 
In some mid Michigan town
Better hope you never need to drink

Justice has run amok
If your the vic you're outta luck
Better learn to take it on the chin

Justice has run amok
If your the vic you're outta luck
Better learn to take it on the chin

Better learn to take it on

Yes the world is so defined. 
Gotta break the dogma down one brick at time
Yes the world is so defined
Gotta break the dogma down what's taking so much time


Notes:  Hi everyone,  think I am going to steal the line from my friends, November Sound, and say if you are reading this...I appreciate you.  This track has been in development for a while and another learning experience.  

This song is meant to rail against the systems that claim moral superiority and victimize their followers. Events as they are happening in our times and the frustration with the silent acceptance of this behavior. 

How defined these systems of control are and how we are born into blindly accepting these chains.  Then we spend our lives trying to figure out why happiness is so hard to find.   

Some major milestones on the engineering side and while I could rattle on about this... lets just say that the microphone recorded tracks out number the DI 5 to 1.  Custom processing chains, coupled with the best performances I could muster on the bottom shelf gear. 

Perfect...certainly not... but most definitely Tainted Icarus,  I hope you enjoy it and always my brothers and sisters.. peace and love! 
Tainted Icarus.

Defined

The 3rd Movement, "A Scottish Dance," was created to honor Vinnie's Scottish mother with a festive folk song as it might have been performed by a small country band of fiddlers, drummers, and dancers.  The movement builds in intensity with a repetitive motive until it ends on an interval of a Major seventh.  Although the Major seventh is a dissonant interval, it is a satisfying end to my ears for this country dance.

Vinnie Ream:  A Scottish Dance, 3rd Movement

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Eagle | Music by Ian Rutter aka Magician | Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | New Collab, March 2020
@ian-rutter-144739802

Cover Art Design by Ian Rutter

Eagle - Music & Lyrics by REKHA a.k.a REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Take me away
Carry me off into
Ah, Ah
Loving you
Our hearts

Take, take, take me
Oh, Oh, Oh
Weh, Eh-Oh
Wo-Oh, Wo-Oh, Wo-Oh

Eagle
My Eagle
So far, from my heart
Can not you hear me call? (Far)
How my heart is heavy without you here
Without...you here, here, here
Love, love, love, love,love love
My Eagle
My Eagle by my side
Ah, ha
My Eagle
Love

Carry me away
Carry me away
Carry me away

Calling out to you
I'm calling out to you
Calling
My Eagle, so far, oh...
But I am always here, near
If you'll just hear me
Hear me now

My Eagle
My Eagle
My Eagle 
My Love, love, love

Ee, Ee, Ee, Ee, Ee
Hmn-Hmn-Hmn
Wo-Oo, Wo, Oh-Ho
Wo, Wee, Wee
Ahn, Ahn, Wee
Oo, Ee, Ee, Ee, Ee
Ee, Ee, Ee
Oo

Original Music Composed & Produced by Ian Rutter a.k.a. Magician in the UK
Vocal Design, (All Lead & Back Vocals) Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS in CANADA

Rekha Iyern Fe & Ian Rutter

EAGLE

Eagle | Music by Magician | Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] March 13th, 2020

Dixie Love

Old Bricks

Like A Shadow (Embodiment EP 2020)

Interesting times.

Sometimes best to keep your head down and say nothing.  Personally, I don’t think that silence will get us very far;  occasionally a song can help the discussion.

My two ha’porth?  I demand equality of rights and opportunities for all – along with the obligations those privileges bring.  But we are not all “equal”.  For which we can thank God – those of us that have one;  we are stronger for diversity – best person for the job every time from a level playing field.  

That can’t happen in a world of mob rule where people are peer-pressured into silence for fear of causing offence or where they are compelled to adopt or comply with actions, words or gestures for fear, full stop.  As it has become de rigueur to identify ever more ways of finding offence today, in that which no-one considered or intended offence yesterday, it’s not a long way down that road before you get to places that history has graphically shown us so many times; human-built hells of forced proscription and compliance, homogenisation and segregation, exclusion and persecution.  

The human animal is sometimes distinguished from our fellow creatures by its sense of conscience, discriminating good and evil by analysis of social effect, promises and commitments and compacts between individual and society for the common good, reinforced by the experience of the past. We forget history at our peril, but the future won’t learn much from the past if it has been eradicated by the present.  

Herewith, my little song.

Whatever your two ha’porth, so long as they are (both) legal, I respect them, wish you well and hope you find my song stimulating in a positive way.

Hell in a Handcart

One more shelf of vocabulary
Cast into history’s well.
Obscenity’s imbalance weights
Hung on freedom’s muffled bell.
And so we have no words to say, 
Lest offence construed each verbal way.
May I be allowed to pray?
While we shuffle into hell.

Vast wreaths of reasons to beat my breast
Laid next to where I fell.
I’ll index them with all the rest 
Though there’s little space left, truth to tell.
But where now, my love, that thing called “truth”?
Was is pillaged by tomorrow’s youth?
And used in censure, my guilt to prove?
As I stagger into hell.

And what of tomorrow, my desolate friend
Screaming others sorrows with your fashionista spell?
Plastic rage, whose pain to forfend?
Shall we sound George’s ’84 knell?
Were the killing fields the rancid prequel
That taught no two of us are truly equal?
Ah, then Dante’s primary shall surely sequel
Our handcarting to hell.

Hell in a Handcart

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On the last day of the feast, the great day, Jesus stood up and cried out, "If anyone thirsts, let him come to me and drink”. - John 7:37


Bring the thirsty and let them drink.
Come over here and get a drink. 
This man says, “come to me and drink”.
And suddenly I had to turn and stop and think.
And face all my uncertainty.
And wonder about eternity.
And where to place my hope.

He says it's living water- 
flowing like a river-
through the life of the believer.
In the spirit of the savior. 
Poured into his endeavors-
With the seeker, the warrior, 
The thinker, deceiver. 
The never-receiver.
The almost-believer.

It's a life inside that’s more than you.
Extending through, out past your view.
Running past the walls of you.
Like the streams and rivers like to  do.

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P.S. I painted the picture in 1994 and recorded the song in 2020.  So technically this thing took 26 years before it was done ;-) 
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the great day

Drifting into the moments within tiny spaces only visible to those struggling to remember what now is forgotten.  But still if only in memory and the blessings of time...

In Distance Of Memory: Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra: Electric Piano, Electric Bass, Synth Bass Fx, Acoustic Piano, Vox Fx, Drums, Percussion and Synth Strings

In Distance Of Memory: Re-Evolution Cafe' Orchestra © 2021 
Recorded and Mixed @ Broken Glass Ranch, Colorado.

In Distance Of Memory

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Composer - Pianist - Teacher - ASCAP MEMBER - B.A. Music from Kansas State University - Biola University - Berklee College of Music - Delian Society member - NACUSA - Women in Jazz, South Florida - NLAPW - WMC - McLean Symphony - Reston Community Orchestra - SRPC - Choir Director - Creator of Music Programs - NCKP presenter - Hymn Arranger - Composer of original music for a local theatre production company -  and an accompanist for Opera Singers, and local church choirs/churches.

Vinnie Ream: A Scottish Dance, 3rd Movement

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