Name: Let Me Out by Iryna P.
Duration: 5 min 14 s
Description: Everything you hear has been written/arranged/produced and performed by me. Trying something new

Nice songwriting! Superb voice and healing sound❦

Great song, Iryna!! Great vocal, you have a very strong resonant voice with a great timbre!!

Haunting and melodic with a fine rhythmic flow, bravo!

Compelling vocals, beautiful and powerful. Well recorded track, progresses smooth yet driving.

I'd love to read your lyrics in the "about this track" field.  ✌️😑

Blind Jet

"THE CALL" DRINK PURPLE

Go With The Flow

Written for songwriting contest, w/theme the Santa Fe River in n. Florida. Translations..."Timucuan": native people in n FL at time of Spanish Conquest.  "Cracker Cowboys": colloquial name for cattlemen who herded wild cattle north during the Civil War.  "O'leno town": ghost town on the Santa Fe, a swinging bridge built in the 1930's is still there.  

Roll On, River   c. 2023 by Mike Manetz

V. 1
The river was Timucuan,
Before the comin' of the white-man's gun.
'Neath the giant cypress trees,
They fished the river wild and free.
Spanish priests came one day,
Taught the natives how to pray,
Named the river Santa Fe,
River watched them fade away.

Chorus
Roll on, river,
On and on forever,
She'll be rollin' on when we're all passed and gone.
Through centuries of hopes and dreams,
Conquistadors, fools and thieves,
Roll on, river,
Roll on,
River, roll on...

V2
Cracker cowboys took control,
After driving out the Seminole.
Their cattle on the muddy banks,
Would feed the hungry rebel ranks.
Black man runnin' to be free, 
Down the Santa Fe on to the sea.
Midnight paddle down to where,
A Yankee gunboat's waitin' there.

Chorus

V 3  
Lovers at O'Leno town,
On a swingin' bridge they're lookin' down,
River rushes there below,
Like a thousand years ago.
Their kids will play computer games,
They'll forget the history and the names,
But the river holds the memories,
Of all she touches, all she sees...

Chorus




Their kids will play computer games,
They'll forget the history and the names,
Of all of those who came before,
Guess it doesn't matter anymore...

Centuries of hopes and dreams,
Conquistadors, fools and thieves,
All they left is all but washed away,
Their kids will play computer games,
And forget the history and the names,
of all of those who came before,
They don't care much for that anymore...

Roll On, River

Here is a collection of varying guitar ostinati merged to create the whole. I hope you enjoy! 

Music, composition, arrangement, production  Pablo
© Retro-Tone 2023

Guiter ostinato

Guitar Ostinato......... in D' minor

Behaviours are so important going forward. Going to have to be some selfless work from everyone - be exemplary. 

Exemplary

We look out the window and we see it’s our turn
We want to, we need to
The river is rising and grass is burnt
It’s a headache, it’s a heart ache
So we’re walking through the streets so purposefully
We’re marching, some are running
We’re shoveling sand, we’re hosing the land
We’re a commune, to the rescue

Ba da ba da - We’re exemplary
Ba da ba da - We’re exemplary

Children are leaving their classes in droves
They’re frightened and enlightened
They’ve worked it all out, they actually know
They can see it, they’re not stupid
It’s everywhere they look, vapid posturing
It’s so obvious, it’s so odious
It’s all about ownership and total control
They detest it, they reject it

Ba da ba da - They’re exemplary

Mother and daughter father and son
By the 60s we could be gypsies
Everyone a nomad everywhere a land grab
Fight it – be united
Ba da ba da - Be exemplary

EXEMPLARY

Additional story here: https://mystictapedeck.com/mythology/the-mountebank/

Guitars, "townie" vocals, timbales, hand drums, drum kit, piano, toy piano, percussion: R Thomas
Guitars, "monty" vocals, melodica, omnichord, ebow, bass, percussion, toy piano, claps and snaps: PS Perkins
Additional guitar snippets: KVN Finch
Spanish guitar outro: Mark Wand

LYRICS:
----------------------------
(townie)
People in this town, they've all seen you hangin' around
They don't like it
They're not buyin' what you're sellin', standing' on your box and yellin'
They don't like it
Their sentiment is strong, and they asked you move along
They don't like it. They really don't like it.

(monty)
People in this town, one by one they sneak around
They seem to like it
They come and they go, they never let the neighbors know
That they like it
They may hide it from the rest, but their coins inside my chest say they like it
Oh, I think they like it. They like it.

(townie)
With your shell games and dice, I ain't tellin' you twice
I don't like it
They're down on their knees while you sell them your disease
I don't like it
With your slug milk and wine, they're just fish on your line
I don't like it I really don't like it.

(monty)
I am just a businessman, I make my living where I can
The way I like it
I am sure you understand, I'm just meeting their demand
And I like it
So there's no need to taunt, I just give them what they want and they like it, 
Oh I think they like it, and I like it

(townie)
They say that you're depraved, that you're sick and can't be saved
We don't like it.
And the medicine you sell isn't making them well
We don't like it.
So just get on down the road, if you'd like, I'll help you load
We don't like it. We really don't like it.

(monty)
My patience wearing thin, I take another one on the chin
Because they like it.
So I guess I'll up and go, take my tack and tents in tow
I don't like it
But your virtue is a clown, so I'll go to the next town
Where they like it. I'll go where they like it.
Where they like it.

The Mountebank

Everything you hear has been written/arranged/produced and performed by me. Trying something new

Let Me Out

Written on a flight to New York this summer. Sometimes I don’t know why I release music. I put a lot into it, and in reality, very few people will ever listen to these songs and, they quickly disappear into the digital ether.  

Now, very much in the 3rd act of life, there are realities to face and, it's getting so late.

It's Getting So Late

Special Agent 009

Bond Girl's Bedroom Lure

Mood Exhibit - Towards Content

Hello Folks, 

Welcome to my humble page! A little about me: Mid 30s  business lady by day, music obsessed creative fiend by night. I do mean OBSESSED….Music lives in my head and can not stop coming out of it! I grew up listening  to  all kinds of music so my  creations have been influenced by live instruments and orchestral melodies marrying the  beat and rhythm of dance music.  Piano - trained and a hobby vocalist of sorts , music is  how I deal with the world.  As of 2024 , embarking on a  journey to learning the guzheng and cello. Some paint some build, some write… This girl tells stories with her music.  Take a pause and listen. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy setting  them loose into the world ! 

Ps.  If you are an artist, message me if you would like to collaborate. I enjoy bringing musical creations to life :) 

Ps. 2: If you are an agent or a business wanting to get in touch with me regarding commissioning or commercial music projects, please note I WILL NOT respond to any messages of this nature, UNLESS they contain the following information: your full name and the name of the business you represent, your LinkedIn profile, description of the project you are needing help with and your PROFESSIONAL contact information. 

Cheers, 

Iryna

Let Me Out

Iryna P.

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