Name: Glitter by Gina Wood in Ain't No Moonshine: 30 Greats From the SC Community
Duration: 3 min 39 s
Description: Dance till the Glitter fly's no one will know.

Pure beauté musicale <3 c' est magique <3

Very cinematic to my ear -- Great composition and production Gina - as always!

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Ain't No Moonshine: 30 Greats From the SC Community

"Song of the Open Road" is a poem by Walt Whitman from his 1856 collection “Leaves of Grass”. It has 15 sections, each with 3-4 stanzas. For the lyrics of the song that I have composed, I have chosen the most famous of these sections, which is the first. At the end of this introduction I have attached the lyrics of this section.

The intention has been to compose a small song to continue delving into the use of the singing voice synthesis software, Vocaloid. Since this software only sings in the English language (which is not one of my usual languages) I thought that it might be interesting to use a poem by an author of that language as a text and I decided on this American poet.

On the other hand, the most important issue in the harmonic-melodic aspect has been that I have considered it as an exercise in Modal Harmony. I have used a different mode for each of the stanzas of the poem and in this order: Phrygian, Dorian, Mixolydian and Lydian. It is an order that fulfills the elementary principle of going from less to more musical "brightness." I have also dispensed with the Ionian and Aeolian modes to get away from the tonal environment and enhance the modal color. In the use of each of these modes I have introduced a "strange" note, that is, it does not belong to the scale of the mode. In all cases this note is the one that corresponds to a semitone lower than the base note of the scale of the mode; it is also located in the last position of the melody of each stanza, closing it and coincides with the first note of the following stanza, but in this case it is not strange, on the contrary, it coincides with the characteristic note of the new mode. This is the way the different modes are chained together.

I attach the lyrics of the poem to facilitate your understanding: 


Song of the Open Road

Afoot and light hearted I take to the open road,
Healthy, free, the world before me,
The long brown path before me leading wherever I choose.

Henceforth I ask not good-fortune, I myself am good-fortune,
Henceforth I whimper no more, postpone no more, need nothing,
Done with indoor complaints, libraries, querulous criticisms,
Strong and content I travel the open road.

The earth, that is sufficient,
I do not want the constellations any nearer,
I know they are very well where they are,
I know they suffice for those who belong to them.

(Still here I carry my old delicious burdens,
I carry them, men and women, I carry them with me wherever I go,
I swear it is impossible for me to get rid of them,
I am fill’d with them, and I will fill them in return.)




Esta introducción en castellano:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1OqX5rUbuEkHBFP8MlUnpJfH2LaJIynP9/view?usp=sharing

Aquesta introducció en català:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1fKxXa2Ms5qZES9MdmYOnRT3894_cdC2r/view?usp=sharing

Song Of The Open Road

and for a moment she was mine

**Quiet Nights for Babies:**
Discover charming melodies designed to accompany the little ones in a sweet dream. Our videos are full of calm and tenderness, creating the perfect atmosphere for a restful rest.

Campanas y Risas

Music, Lead and Rhythm Guitars, Bass, Drums Prog: Valentin Loisy
Lyrics, Vocals & Lead Guitar: Fred Offret

© all rights reserved

Enchantress Cadaverous - Harbour Attack

The composer Marcel Gruhn sent me his epic orchestral track, Now and Always (link here: https://on.soundcloud.com/J6jq4cjfZ9aHBBrs7) and asked me if I felt inspired to put some words to it. I certainly did, and this is the result. We hope you like it as much as we do! 

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

Music by Marcel Gruhn
© Copyright Marcel Gruhn May 2024

Cover Art: Me via AI. 

Words:

He was so tired ...he’d been walking for weeks ...with a leg aching from the wound he’d taken at that last battle ...in which so many had been killed. 

He stopped by a farm gate, and then he leaned on it to light his pipe, and he remembered, once again, the sound of the vultures screaming as they came in to feed on the corpses. It was etched on his soul. 

He was no longer the arrogant young man who’d left his homeland with a cocky spring in his step. His face was now lined like a road map, showing all the places he’d been and all the horrors he’d seen. 

As he drew on his pipe, he looked up to see a lush green valley stretching out before him, and it seemed familiar. The streets and playgrounds of the village below were just like those he’d played in as a child, such a long time ago... Then he gasped as he realised ...he was nearly home! 

He wanted to run, but he could only stumble along the lane, dragging his leg behind him. Full of doubt now, fears for how he’d be received having left them all such a long time ago, and under a cloud...he wondered, would they even recognise him? 

Through eyes blurred with tears, he saw two young boys coming along the lane, with their mother close behind ...but no, surely not? Was this his daughter, now grown and matured?

 The woman smiled in recognition. 

“We’ve been waiting for you,” she cried out as she ran towards him. And it was then that he saw it...The circle of life... and in a flash, he remembered greeting his own father returning along this very lane, as he must have his father before him. 

Then he felt them both in his heart as it dawned on him that they had never been away, that his forefathers had stood guard around him as he had fought to protect his homeland ...just as these two small boys may have to one day... 

"But not yet.. he silently prayed, "please God ...not just yet..." And he clasped his family to his breast.

Hero's Return (ft. Marcel Gruhn)

A personal prayer. 

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

Music by Paul Foss
© Copyright, Paul Foss May 2024 
Email: paul@paulfossmusic.com 

Cover art: Me via AI. 

Words: 

It is the best of times; it is the worst of times.
It is an age in which great wisdom and love is unfolding in the hearts of many. 
It is an age of great folly in which fools are itching to trigger Armageddon.
It is an epoch of belief, but a belief in what?
When all the theology has been twisted to create division, 
When all the science has been hog-tied by a lack of vision
When the most vacuous weep with passion over trifling affairs
When governments are locked in endless games of musical chairs....

No. It is the best of times because it is when I found You
In the Seven Rishis, the Seven Rays,
The Seven Churches, the Seven Sages 
The Seven Chakras, the Seven Planets,
The Seven Sisters of the Pleiades 
And a star for every day of the week. 

It's the time when you showed me the coding of Your purpose,
And so now as I sit here in Your three-ringed circus, 
Watching mountains of lies towering to incredible heights, 
And the black-hearted judges of the kangaroo courts 
Threatening to tie us all up with red tape and torts
As they tread the crimson carpets of the corridors of power, 
Soaked in the blood of human shields and cannon fodder, 
The band of this Titanic is striking up with “We’ll Meet Again!”
And “There’ll be bluebirds over the white cliffs of Dover, 
Just you wait and see...”

And I can only wonder at a love so great to script this comedy
That pushed me to the edge, and beyond, to put into verse
How I’ve fallen,  once more, for your Beauty and Glory,
Found in every cell and atom of your multiverse.

Inspired by Charles Dickens A Tale of Two Cities.

On the Eve of the Apocalypse (a prayer)

A poetic and exprimental track with Hangpan, trumpet, theremin, double bass.

Clip available here : https://www.instagram.com/reel/C7Wx9TCCMH8/

Weird dancing fairies

According to the alchemists of old, there are four different kinds of fire: celestial fire, earthly fire, elemental fire … and secret fire. This song is about the secret fire. 

I'm very grateful to @APi_ZZ for setting my words to such captivating music. 

Words and vocals: Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
Copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, May 2024 

Music and cover art: APi_ZZ 
Copyright © APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) May 2024 

When Prometheus stole the fire from Olympus, 
It wasn’t a nova that illumined his course, 
Neither peat of hearth, nor flames from forge; 
Or passion smouldering in his phallic horn. 
All these fires already by man were availed. 
No, it was the secret fire, 
That no mortal man ever saw unveiled.

Now the ziggurats are scarlet with blood, 
Inanna's chalice, snatched from her hand, 
Pours into the Tigris, the Euphrates, the Nile, the flood. 
Hierodules torn from purple sheets 
Sold in the market like prostitutes. 
The Mysteries parsed through cost benefit sheets, 
And twisted to fit by men in black suits.

If Forethought was there, what was his reasoning? 
The collapse of His-story, the church and the steeple? 
To bring the Black Swan and open Pandora's Box? 
Now refugees swarm like Sea Peoples of old, 
From the cruel bloodbaths of Masters of War, 
And Lady Victory turns away her cheek, 
Refusing to grace such monstrous cheats.

The moral of His-story? There are no morals anymore.
They quickly followed all sense of decency, 
as it was jettisoned out the door… and yet… 
It is the only boat back to shore.
So take it, or be lost at sea, 
In the deluge sent by those Olympians of old 
And understand, now, all those who can, 
in order to be a god, you must first learn to be a man.

 I speak of the secret fire, flash of enlightenment, 
The wise serpents of divine lightning. 
It made Saul fall from his horse; 
In the Upper Room, struck the twelve apostles. 
The grace, the Shekinah, to us was delivered 
By one chained to a rock, while a crowned eagle 
Pecked away at his liver.

When Prometheus stole the fire from Olympus, 
It wasn’t a nova that illumined his course, 
Neither peat of hearth, nor flames from forge; 
Or passion smouldering in his phallic horn. 
All these fires already by man were availed. 
It was, now you know, the secret fire, 
That no mortal man ever saw unveiled.

Secret Fire

Metal Song "Imsomnia"

Longing

(Free WAV Download available here under '••• More', and by clicking the BandCamp link above)

This is a beautiful passage I found while exploring Imgur recently (I did not catch the author, and I apologize for that): “Sometimes I wake up and have to remind myself: There’s nothing wrong with me. I have patterns to unlearn, new behaviors to embody, and wounds to heal. But, there is nothing wrong with the core of me and who I am. I am unlearning generations of harm and remembering love. It takes time.” 

This song embodies that idea, for me.

The remix you are currently perusing was created for my dear friends Frank and Kara (https://soundcloud.com/honorintreason, https://honorintreason.bandcamp.com). I’ve known these two almost as long as I’ve been on Soundcloud; a very early crossing of paths. In that time, I’ve had the pleasure of watching their skills grow and evolve. And despite all the woes to be had right now, I’ve watched their minds and hearts grow too. It’s also cool to mention… we’re frequent chat buddies on Eddie Shook’s ‘Anything Goes’ (https://www.mixcloud.com/DJMenamenasta/), so that’s a lot of fun. :D

I’m going to let Kara have the driver’s seat on this one (her lyrics do a beautiful job of that). I just wanted to say “Thank you both, for being my friends. It was a privilege creating this for you. And I hope it proves as meaningful to you as it has become for me.”

I hope you all enjoy my latest song; my remix of Honor in Treason’s ’20/20’, entitled ‘Don’t Look Back’. :)

PWWO05

Honor in Treason '20/20' (GrevusAnjl 'Don't Look Back' Remix)

Dance till the Glitter fly's no one will know.

Glitter

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GLORIA

Baby I get no fascination
With your pretty face
It’s just I want my sticky fingers
Roaming ‘round your place
Dollar bills misplaced in pockets
Of your forgotten coats, are
Enough to feed my nasty habits
Bless me I’m the pope
Of dope and lost hope, ah

I climbed right into this gutter
Didn’t need your help
You seem to think that I want better
That I might elope
Well I got news now darling
My heart is true
Just not to you my lover
What’s a girl to do
Well adieu

I have seen the light
Don’t show me
I know the world is cruel
You said you’d do what you could to help me, well
Fifty bucks would do
I know you can’t stand to see me
So pull your eyelids low
Open your eyes
I’m not the one who’s lying
To me
It’s you, oh

Pope

Released when the clock hit 12 a.m. midnight January 1st, 2021

I welcome this new year with a HOWWWLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!

______________

I knew it this time & I’m on the run
I hear a shooting gun, a rifle shot and I blow apart
if you aim it at our heart then it’s gonna be a new start
vengeance, when we bare our teeth a little more
anymore it’ll be, more it’ll be in a moonlit mirror, madness laughs with me
I have a drink and a song & I fuck it in a song
in a war time dream madness runs along
Irish heat call a million dead next to me
when iron heels call me, crush me in the street
moon animals gotta move your feet
poor in my head, it’s war in your head or you’re dead on the street
I feel you next to me, I am a moon animal, I feel you changing in my toes up my toes
feel it in my soul in my soul, oh sweet moonshine shine your light on me!!!!
I am a moon animal I feel it feel it in my soul
aaaaaaahwwwwwoooooooooooo!!!!
moon amore one more spin in the moon I am once again
in howling night I’ll ride that music to the sky
and end where I began

Moon Animals

Ain't No Sunshine 

Originally written & recorded by Bill Withers in 1975

Janine Levinson @janinelevinson : vocals 
Mahan Mahan : instrumental track, production & final mix
Recorded at Pahlavi Sound Studios, Mama Shadi's basement, next to the Washer & Dryer, Los Angeles, CA, USA 01/2021
Mastered by SoundCloud Mastering Wizardry or a close facsimile. 

Ain't No Sunshine ~ Janine Levinson | Mahan²

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