covers by: 
fleetwood mac, ayla schafer, yaima, lykke li, shimshai & susana, lotte walda, grupo putomaya, darpan, lulu & mischka

recorded with: 
frank wild @ la finca studios, panajachel, lake atitlán

album cover photo by:
manohar das

gajumaru (yaima cover)

HanaPacha 2022

She Moves Thru Everyhting - Kat - Aug2022

Semilla de Agua
(de Arnaldo y Andressa)
Versión grabada en vivo en la ceremonia del 22 de Agosto de 2022
Guitarra y Voz: Rigzin Ro
Armonio y Voz: Maha
Mezclado y Masterizado por Circulo Medicina.

Semilla de Agua (Live Version)

Ouroboros (Sans Fin)

Mourning Dove

Sea Change

Eos (Endless Light)

I learned this powerful prayer from Peruvian curandero Moises Llerena. I'm waiting to find out who the original author/receiver of this song is.

The lyrics & chords are available in my Spirit Sings Songbook. 

You can find out more about the songbook here: 
https://enchantedboa.mykajabi.com/buy-spirit-sings-songbook

Espiritu de dios

Dau tibuya are songs that are sung when the visions are occurring in ceremony, the enchanted fantasy of the visions, preparation for the journey (even if you do not see visions, your spiritual body does)

I learned this song via Txana Inu Keã, a gifted young musician at Aldeia Boa Vista, Jordão, Acre, Brazil in 2023.

The lyrics & chords are available in my book: Siriani's Enchanted Forest Songbook, which you can access via https://www.enchantedboa.love/shop/.

Hawe rau tibuya (Inu Keã cover)

Madre (Bettina Maureen Ji cover)

questions for god

lyrics

(mfs made me miss my train)

keep runnin around tryna save my face
i know myself and i can not beleive what i want to do
but i want to

yeah i want to
bleach my eyes
sit in the sun and cry
watch the time go by
i wonder why

why do i need to (x2)
break my bones
pull my hair
out of my head
make me bleed 
maybe burn instead
is this just a sick game
we're just born to entertain

yeah i want to
bleach my eyes
sit in the sun and cry
watch the time go by
i wonder why

why do i need to (x2)
make sht up
tell those lies
turn my head
inside out
put on a show
just to hate myself
why do i hate myself
is this just a sick game
we're just born to entertain

why do i need to

A dusty wind blows through the yard and tears the pages out of your notebook. You run around the neighborhood to catch them, and as you do, you find yourself in the middle of a circle of people who are about to square off in some kind of battle. Or perhaps it's a ceremony. They are dressed in denim and handkerchiefs, and they are adorned with symbols from all over. Your poetic wanderings have led you into the middle of something strange and possibly dangerous.

Sedona, AZ based songwriter Brandon Decker (aka decker.) presents his 8th studio album, Ouroboros, a fusion of poetry and chaos. There is a blistering energy running through it all, like a transformer has been left on in the basement and no one can figure out how to shut it off. 

Ouroboros is a concept album relating to life, death and transcendence. Decker, who Glide Magazine calls, “one of the country’s most criminally underrated songwriters,” has never written an album that wasn't a whole thematic unit. This latest offering arose out of the grief and bewilderment of watching his father die from cancer while Brandon was left to deal with the very real remnants of familial trauma. At the same crossroads came a painful end to a relationship with a woman he had planned to marry. 

And so, to transcend, to build a community, to create ceremony: a pathway to the other side through music. 

To the hallowed grounds of EastWest Studios in Los Angeles, a studio big enough to sustain Decker's vision of recording a robust album, live with no overdubs, in a mere two days. While others tried to convince him to pare down and record piece-by-piece, Decker insisted everyone would record only through directly connecting with each other and with the music; in the same moment, in the same space.  Decker brought his ensemble of 16 musicians, complete with horns, strings and choir to the studio and room where everyone from Frank Sinatra to Kendrick Lamar have made legendary records. Laughing, crying, breathing it all in together, there was no time to lie on couches and check phones.

That vibrancy of the moment bleeds through every song on the record. The brass feels like they were blown into town by a hurricane nursing one bottle of rum between them. The strings play like they believe they can still get off the sinking ship. Decker's voice sounds like someone who has had to rescue many pages of poetry from the clutches of bullies. 

For a band known for music dubbed “soulful desert psychedelia,” the song "Supernovae" somewhat surprisingly pushes through the choppy waters of this storm at sea; the horn section trying to get its footing while Decker alternately sings, "I'm alright, I'm alright, I'm alright  / I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive."  The track feels thrillingly unstable, what rock and roll should be.  The Strokes get lost in the desert in the driving "Mojave," as Decker emotes, "I hope a rattlesnake don't get bit by you." No matter how furtive and searching a decker. song gets, there is always a burst of brightness and escape, bringing the sky close to the desert floor. Like a "Long Long Long" following a "Helter Skelter," the song "Sea Change" dries out our storm-soaked clothes with a gentle, circular melody. A torrent of words comes instead of electric guitars and horns as Decker sings, "Do you remember twilight?" A string section and a chorus of singers provide a gorgeous backdrop for the surprising turn of gentleness from this gate-crashing band.
"Spirit is your strength/ not a myth, not a weakness," Decker sings on "Limbs," the center point of the album. All of us living through this era have been asked to forgo the urges of the spirit in favor of technology and money and now we realize it might be up to us to create our own ceremonies and rituals. On "Mourning Dove," he sings, "My sweet dove, my sweet lamb/ Held it so tight it slipped right through our hands." That paradox drives the music on this record, trying to grasp the sweet things with scarred hands.

After two days of recording, even before the album was mixed, Brandon felt the totality of grief rise up to finally be witnessed and celebrated, all to be let go into the air. A true grief ceremony, but one captured on tape. "I lived through this, I loved through this, I transformed, and now it is done," he said.

PopMatters states, “It doesn't take too long to recognize that the swirling psychedelic soundscapes that Brandon Decker paints with his music pull inspiration from his Sedona home.” Ouroboros, the latest collection of all that mystical wild energy and delicate poetry, is there for anyone's rituals, battles, and moments of tenderly letting go.  The album releases June 9 through Kingston, NY’s esteemed Royal Potato Family.

Mourning Dove

decker.

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