120 is beautifully insistent/forceful..making a point I think..emphatic..without empathy there will be no peace..hiding in the internet in a virtual reality is not helping the problem

It has been awhile since I listened to you. Following so many its easy to get lost. This is beautiful. You have grown so much. As we continue to create we get better and better. This has lovely dynamics

Beautiful piano performance and musical backing

Lovely performance exquisite sounds cool arrangement and nicely produced

Very nice motif structure, I like it very much!!

FROM ILLUSION TO EMPATHY FEEL

High recommendation of headphones, to fully enjoy sound adds and effects.

Letra / translated lyrics:

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la vieja madre...   /   the old mother...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
la tierra extraña...   /   the strange land...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


Son tus raíces   /   Your roots are
más profundas que el tiempo.   /   deeper than time.
Olvida tu vida   /   Forget your life
que ahora es desierto.   /   which is now a desert.

Tus raíces de sangre se han perdido,   /   Your blood roots are lost
y tu exótico mundo ha envejecido.   /   and your exotic world has got old.
La llamada de la selva ha convertido:   /   The call of the jungle has turned:

tus batallas en guerras,   /   your battles to wars,
y tus bosques en hambre,   /   and your forests to hunger,
y tus hombres en tierra.   /   and your men to soil.

África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
tus cantos lejanos...   /   your distant singings...
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...
ahora están muertos...   /   are dead now...
ahora están muertos.   /   are dead now.
África... África...   /   Africa... Africa...


... 1995 E-RUIZZO - 2014 FRANCÉS RECORDS

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África (Hombres de tierra)

"THE CALL" DRINK PURPLE

■概要(Overview)
今日9月29日は十五夜「中秋の名月」で満月なので、
記念にそんな雰囲気の短い曲を作ってみました。
間に合ってよかった・・(^^)
満月をスマートフォンで撮影しようとしたのですが、
上手く撮影できず謎の閃光が・・。難しい！

Today, September 29th, is the full moon on the 15th night of the ``Mid-Autumn Harvest Moon.''
To commemorate the occasion, I created a short song with such an atmosphere.
I'm glad I made it on time...(^^)
I tried to take a picture of the full moon with my smartphone, but
I couldn't take a good photo and there was a mysterious flash... difficult!

■歌詞
「星の幻影」
illusion of stars 悲しくないわ
星をつなげたときに浮かぶ顔は
いつもあなただから
笑っているわ
星と一緒に

十五夜の夜
月に宿るあなた
星が眠る夜に
踊っているの
月と一緒に

■Lyrics (Google translation)
「illusion of stars」
Illusion of stars I'm not sad
The face that appears when you connect the stars
Because it's always you
I'm laughing
with the stars

night of the fifteenth night
your heart in the moon
On a night when the stars sleep
i'm dancing
with the moon

illusion of stars(星の幻影)

FEEL UP
Vocals and Synths : GHOSTHACK
www.Ghosthack.de
Mix, Arrangement and Production: Lillithe

FEEL UP

Empathy

From Me To You

VITAL

Available on Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/track/11re8N71VcS0L5JqqgWtPs?si=FqCkJXmZS-yCmILa9sNbjg

Saga

B-The Brilliant Day

Original music by : FPMORONSTUDIO/Francois Pierre Morin  musicians composer INDIE.

FORGIVE ME

The beak-faced, egg-breasted Bird Mother is the oldest known supernatural deity and she was worshipped in the oak groves of these isles long before any other more humanoid entities.

I wrote this after learning that frequency spectographic research found the dawn chorus builds, with its sound, what looks like cathedrals of light. (More here: https://anniedieuleveut.com/2021/01/14/the-cathedrals-of-light-sung-by-the-dawn-chorus/) 

I am very grateful to APi-ZZ (Andreas Pirner) for composing such enchanting music. You can find him here: https://soundcloud.com/api_zz

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

Music by APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) 
© APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner), January 2024 

Cover Art: Detail from a stained glass window at Dornoch Cathedral in the Scottish Highlands, taken by John Haslam. 

Poem: 

All honour to the Crane bag of the Bird Mother, 
with its Ogham runes and snakes' eggs blue 
that birth the laws to protect the young, 
and those who will later come along 
to live under Her eye of the Moon. 
Our groves were grown for her Offertory 
and even now that they have become churches, 
her birds still intone sonic cathedrals of light 
to wind Saturn’s clock for each new day ... 
and will do for so long as the Earth is.

The murmuring Starlings keep vigil in the dark, 
sparkling in their bright constellations. 
A Long-Eared Owl hoots the Magnificat 
through the cloisters, to prepare the Mass 
for the sleep-dreaming congregations. 

An Eagle arrives at the lectern 
to conduct the Liturgy of Hours, 
its hawkwind-breath inspires and expires 
through the lead-slated roofs and copper spires, 
with prayers reaching up to Her flower-decked bower.
Then a Martin begins the morning Matins 
by swift-spiralling above to show 
we’re all part of the round robin rhyme 
of the tic-tocking Wheel of Time, 
here in our nests and bowers down below. 

At Lauds, a Lark ascends through tree-lined arches 
into the heavenly fan vaulting, 
a glorious Gloria trilling on its tongue, 
that the Sun will keep its promise 
that a new day will come, 
its joy unstinting and unhalting, 
As through the leaded panes of the old church Quire, 
skies are turning from blusher to butter, 
while songbirds in serried ranks, brightly arrayed, 
are chirping and whistling a dawn chorus of praise 
to Her Blessedness, the egg-breasted Bird Mother.

At Prime, a Peregrine Falcon flies to the tower, 
to squawk in the new Sun. 
Then a Torquoise Jay emerges at Terce 
to Gregorian chant the chapter and verse, 
now that the third hour after dawn has come. 

White Swans take flight from their lakes 
to lead the sublime symphony of Sext. 
They soar past choirs of stone-winged angels 
to ring the bells and the Summer Triangle, 
all down the nave and through the transepts. 

Next it’s the turn of a red-cloaked Cardinal.
He intones a psalm, accompanied by a bassoon. 
It is Nones, which marks the ninth hour since sunrise, 
and so we have now reached mid-afternoon. 

Long purple shadows are silently descending 
from the wings of a bald-headed Vulture 
flying in for Vespers at this juncture, 
So we know that the day She gave is now ending.

 Finally, at Compline, a black Crow arrives, 
the incense to light, and to recite the Agnus Dei.
He perches on the altar in full magisterium, 
to hoarsely croak out a sombre Requiem, 
“...aeternum dona eis, Domine.” 
to bring down the thick velvet curtain of night. 

And then a Robin sings the Last Rites. 

All this, in honour of the Crane bag of the Bird Mother, 
with its Ogham runes and snakes' eggs blue 
that birth the laws to protect the young, 
and those who will later come along 
to live under Her Eye of the Moon.

© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, January 2024

A Cathedral of Birds

© 2024 Pantomime Riot

Shortwave shock and light wave flairs
Monsters underneath the stairs 
Slowly seeping night discords 
Animated ouija boards 
Horror films on every night 
Creepy crawlers turning white
Bitten nails and pupils wide
Rules of nature undefined 

Nowhere left to run and hide
Normal guides can’t be applied
Roads all twisted to and fro
But leading to the caves below 
Quantum shifts and prism bends 
Imagination only lends 
More weight to approaching fear 
That moth winged demons can appear 

Blacked out moons and darker lanes 
Hard pulse crashing through the veins 
Spectrum edging small black holes
Failing limbs and sticky soles 
Sliding through the poisoned leaves 
Shadows tugging at the sleeves
Whispers landing up side down 
Earthly senses start to drown 

Nowhere left to run and hide
Normal guides can’t be applied
Roads all twisted to and fro
But leading to the caves below 
Quantum shifts and prism bends 
Imagination only lends 
More weight to approaching fear 
That moth winged demons can appear 

Swirling vortex dragging by 
Distant  rumours underlie 
Bridges now just out of sight 
Darker senses can ignite 
Are there spaces we can’t see
That shimmer in the cold debris 
Shapeshifting anomalies 
Long lost ideologies 

Nowhere left to run and hide
Normal guides can’t be applied
Roads all twisted to and fro
But leading to the caves below 
Quantum shifts and prism bends 
Imagination only lends 
More weight to approaching fear 
That moth winged demons can appear

MOTHMAN

Reporting For Duty (2015) Anthology CD1 track 05

Sometimes, it's not so bad to be caught out in the open...
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Unfortunately, a battery showed itself to be damaged when I filmed this and I'm still working on replacing it.  Otherwise, this was a pretty fun flight!
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Malachi 4;6 NKJV
[6] And he will turn The hearts of the fathers to the children, And the hearts of the children to their fathers, Lest I come and strike the earth with a curse.”

https://bible.com/bible/114/mal.4.6.NKJV
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Unpublished work copyright (c) 2025 by Peter Ian Iverson

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