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Out Of Body

This is a musical climbing, a melodic essay (or expansion) for sythesizers and drums.

The Climbing

Time’s up

This song is dedicated to my gran Phyllis Tewson whose husband died in his fifties. She lived in the same house on her own until she couldn’t look after herself in her late eighties. She was an inspiration to me and she never complained about her lot. Always took an interest in young people and was enthusiastic about all the crap that I shared with her in spite of my naivety. I think about her a lot.

35 years

@janinelevinson: Inspirational additional lyrics and wonderful vocals
@rick-4-1: Real drums
@burn-it-smith: Real piano
@phil-mcwalter: Other stuff

(New Version of https://soundcloud.com/phil-mcwalter/and-so)

SOUP OF THISTLES 

Returning and turning in the widening gyre 
The falconer holds out a golden ring from the tower 
Captive and burning and full of desire 
The falcon pulls feathers from her wings to count the hours

And so
Ad infinitum 
Is the crow 
Compelled to steal
And so
Ad infinitum 
Are we drawn 
Into the wheel
Into the wheel

Turning and burning in the heat, of hearth and fire 
The feathers, the letters, the fingers form a winged spire
There’s flapping and scurrying aloft up in the rafters 
Where the bats are left to read and the finger moves on higher

And so
Ad infinitum 
We forget 
Why we were singing
And so
Ad infinitum 
The choir cannot lift the ceiling
The spinning wedding ceiling
Stealing
And so
We go

Around and around  and do it over again! 
Ad infinitum
Around and around  and do it over again! 
Ad infinitum

Returning and turning in the widening gyre 
Unseen by the hawk was Icarus flying higher
Why do we love when we know it’s trespassing
A puppet heart managed by the clock – foolish arms flailing

And so
Ad infinitum 
We watch for 
Six jet planes’ trails
And so
We prepare  our soup of thistles
And we settle down to feather 
And we wonder about the weather
Listen for the 
Falcons' bells together and
Cover our eyes with leather
Oh Icarus dear boy
Waxed and waned
Ah Amelia dear heart
Tarred and feathered...

Levinson & McWalter- June 2020

And So

Soup Of Thistles

Out Of The Sky

Dancing Ice Crystals

Old school sampling in a nutshell. Using an Emu E4X dinosaur, best filters I've ever heard, but what do I know. The Emu was horrible to work with, that I do know. Bounced the lot to Ableton

a voce piena

Funny Kind of Sad

Vocals and Guitar only.

Touchstones (Brian Peters)

As the island lies in the sea
As the sea gives life to the land
From the waters over the deep
Like the inner world of the man

As the sky is home to the bird
As the worm lives under the sand
And they build a home in the world
Like the inner world of the man

And on me the glory of the sun
And you the moon and stars
When the twins of heaven, they are one
And each another part

As the fruit that covers the seed
As the lion lies with the lamb
When our waking world makes peace
With the inner world of the man

Out Of Body

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