Name: Universal Energy by ELECTRICMEG
Duration: 3 min 28 s
Description: There is one energy that permeates our universe - LOVE. electricmeg.com

Cream - Sunshine Of Your Love

Plying her trade as a barrister by day, @throwingshade doesn't conform to the normal trajectory of a young DJ and producer. Taking her name from the seminal documentary Paris Is Burning and a student of ethnomusicology, Nabihah lqbal is - to put it bluntly - a walking musical encyclopedia.

Her own productions touch on the darker regions of RnB and lo-fi house, making the Throwing Shade package altogether impossible to pigeonhole and the perfect candidate for a truly worldwide mix.

Tracklist: http://bit.ly/GPWW-Throwing-Shade

Tracklist

Throwing Shade mix on Gilles Peterson Worldwide (GPWW954)

♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ 
Om Satchitananda Parabrahma

Purushothama Paramatama

Sri Bhagavati Sametha

Sri Bhagavate Namaha

Hari om tat sat

Hari om tat﻿ sat

Hari om tat sat

Hari om tat sat


♥♥Deva Premal - 38 min - Moola Mantra - Part I II III(mp3)

Greatest Tits

Still In Love With You [For Life]

Still In Love With You (For Life)

bold italic underlined italicized

firehorse dj vs django czar

Xenophobia is fear of the unknown. Sometimes we add a story about something or someone to cover up that fear. You can’t conceptualize yourself out of the depths of your fears, that’s why we sit down and look more deeply into what we are covering up. Fear can be overwhelming, so have some respect for those who are suffering with xenophobia.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gbs5_jgwAE0

SokukoJi Busshidt Temple Monastery

Xenophobia - Fear of the Unknown - by Sokuzan - Wednesday, May 10, 2017 - http://sokukoji.org

Here is a collaboration with a lovely old friend Liz Monument. Liz and I both studied music at Bretton Hall in Yorkshire a few years ago. Those of you who have had the chance to do something like that will know that the friendships you make there go beyond the social...you share creativity with your classmates and for me, I always keep a cozy seat in my heart for anyone with whom I make good music. Back then, Liz was a fantastic classical guitarist, but since then she has widened her range to encompass many more styles and stringed instruments....including the sparkling harp that features here alongside the guitar. A couple of years ago we renewed friendship via facebook and this year we're making music again via soundcloud. Please listen to more of Liz's beautiful playing at http://soundcloud.com/lizmonument

Here I play the Uillean Pipes and Low Whistle. I absolutely adore the pipes, but they also frustrate me as I don't think I'm physically cut out to play them to the standard I'd like to. But now and then I give them a day out. If by any chance you like the sound here, please do me the favour of going to youtube and checking out what REAL pipers can do, like Paddy Keenan, Cillian Vallely and Davy Spillane.

Liz's harp provides a perfect setting here for Louis MacNeice's amazing poem The Strand. The harp's chords lap like waves on the poet's beach. I have a strong identification with this poem; my father was also a Northern Irish clergyman who “kept something in him solitary and wild”. The last quality time I spent with my father was a wordless walk on such an Irish strand. The image attached to the song is a washed out old slide I took that very winter afternoon....'white Tintoretto clouds' behind Slieve Donard, towering above the beach at Newcastle, County Down. All that's missing is the 'square black figure' beyond the viewfinder to the left. 

The Strand

by Louis MacNeice

White Tintoretto clouds beneath my naked feet,
This mirror of wet sand imputes a lasting mood
To island truancies; my steps repeat

Someone’s who now has left such strands for good
Carrying his boots and paddling like a child,
A square black figure whom the horizon understood -

My father. Who for all his responsibly compiled
Account books of a devout, precise routine
Kept something in him solitary and wild,

So loved the Western sea and no tree’s green
Fulfilled him like these contours of Slievemore
Menaun and Croghaun and the bogs between.

Sixty-odd years behind him and twelve before,
Eyeing the flange of steel in the turning belt of brine
It was sixteen years ago he walked this shore

And the mirror caught his shape which catches mine
But then as now the floor-mop of the foam
Blotted the bright reflections - and no sign

Remains of face or feet when visitors have gone home.

davemckeown.co.uk

The Strand, Dave McKeown with Liz Monument

Title song of Nathan Breedlove's Captain of the Light Brigade CD. Available at Apple Music, Amazon, etc..

Calvary

What's Wrong With Pink?

What's Wrong With Pink? [Instrumental / NEEDs LYRICs]

There is one energy that permeates our universe - LOVE. electricmeg.com

Universal Energy

Electricmeg has performed, composed & produced music for the past 40 years in a wide variety of settings and across genres. She has also produced festivals of music, community, art & holistic living.

Universal Energy

ELECTRICMEG

Related tracks