This is calming and thoughtful. I agree, music heals. Music is a wonderful way to share being human.  ⁓Rebecca

Nice voice! And I like the repetitive pattern of the guitar, it makes a special flow

Wonderful folk song and vocals with guitar. I enjoy it ❤️🎶

Your vocal style suits the instrumental very well! Keep it up! It‘s a unique style

This is a very lovely and intimate piece, very well done João!

Awesome guitar intro - super Jose Gonzalez vibes, awesome! Great vocal delivery

This is a cool section, has a System Of A Down vibe

Inspired by the silent film "L'inhumaine" (The unhuman woman, 1924). 
Spoken words were screen text from that movie.

La machine

THE HUNT 

The hunt is on
The hunt is on
Warpath
Warpath

Do you believe in peace?
They trick you into unfair treaties
Don't you try to hide and run?
Sneak at them and get the gun
and shoot

Silhouettes at the horizon
Men on mustangs, blood red sun
They come and try but we will prove
Crush your peace pipes, everyone
Everyone
Crush your peace pipes, everyone

The hunt is on
The hunt is on
The hunt is on
Naked, painted, dangerous
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on 
The hunt is on
(Now it's time for tomahawk)


Pale face speaking with split toungue
selling marbles and firewater
Slaughtering our buffaloes
now we steal and sell your daughter

Don't you bring me peace and freedom
now get out my tipi door
Take your cattle, take your bible
Take your smallpox, this means war 
This means war
This means war

The hunt is on
Naked, painted, dangerous
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on
No more lies, no more talk
Now it's time for tomahawk
The hunt is on



(Death bells taken from the Neckargerach's Michaelskirche)

The Hunt

Decision is a piece written especially for Piano Day 2023. Originally written for orchestra, I wanted to create a new version for Piano Solo. 

Link to video:
https://youtu.be/DI07pmwry3w

Get the sheet music here:
https://www.musicnotes.com/l/Rkxhb

Decision Piano Solo

Introduction in English:

Recently I met a friend who spent a month in Crete earlier this year. 
As he told me about his wanderings there, I again remembered a drastic experience I had during my stay in Crete thirty years ago. 
During my expeditions through the bare Cretan mountains at that time, I met a young man who had been living in a cave for some time, completely isolated from the world. 
We walked together for a while. He told me that he suffered from psychotic delusions with inner voices torturing him. 
The secluded life here in the mountains would help him to deal with these powerful and alienating voices. 
Nevertheless, he longed so much for a release from this "voice terror". 
When I wanted to visit him again the next day, he was nowhere to be found. 
In all these years I thought of him from time to time, especially since I also meet people here in Berlin again and again who suffer from similar psychotic confusions. 
With this song I try to put myself in the place of these people who suffer so terribly and are still largely misunderstood

Lyrics (for those, who don`t speak German)

Voices in the head

Voices in the head
Eat me up

Controlling me
Beat on me

Persecute me, torture me
Incapacitate me
Condemn, despise, devalue, laugh at me 
They make me down, drive into all my limbs

Are always there, invade me
Come when they want, never leave me alone

Come through the walls, no wall can stop them

Hate, shun, move masses of vengeance 
They cause me pain with relish, they light stigma-candles inside me

I've made up my mind 
I'll be calm, because I know I can free myself from you
Yes, I can free myself from you!

The last thing I have left is to lay a hand on myself.
With my dying, I'll give you my last escort.

Then I'll cast you off like a garment of shadows

Your blasphemies, your bullying, your poison, your envy

Flow with the water and the blood from me
Disappears in the drain, far away from here

Emasculated sadists, coreless egoists, seedless fascists, 
You all can't nestle in me anymore

Float away
You stay behind

Your power is now completely null and void
A hollow space remains unnamed

I now lie in my hand

Deutscher Originaltext:

Stimmen im Kopf

Stimmen im Kopf
Fressen mich auf

Bestimmen über mich
Schlagen auf mich drauf

Verfolgen, Foltern mich
Entmündigen mich
Verurteilen, verachten, entwerten, verlachen, 
Machen mich nieder, fahr`n in all meine Glieder

Sind immer da, dringen in mich ein
Kommen wann sie wollen, lassen mich nie allein

Kommen durch die Wände, Keine Mauer halt sie auf

hassen, schassen, bewegen Rachemassen, 
Bereiten lustvoll Schmerzen, Entzünden in mir Wundmal-Kerzen

Ich hab’ mich entschieden, 
Ich werde ruhig, weil ich weiß, ich kann mich von Euch befreien
Ja ich kann mich von Euch befreien!

Das letzte was mir bleibt, ist, Hand an mich zu legen
Mit meinem Freitod gebe ich Euch letztes Geleit

Dann leg’ ich Euch ab wie ein Schatten-Kleid

Euer Lästern, Euer Stänkern, Euer Gift, Euren Neid

Fließt mit dem Wasser und dem Blut aus mir
Entschwindet im Abfluß, weit weg von hier

Entmannte Sadisten, Entkernte Egoisten, Samenlose Faschisten, 
Ihr könnt’ Euch alle nicht mehr in mir einnisten

Schwebe hinüber
Ihr bleibt zurück

Eure Macht ist nun ganz und gar null und nichtig
Zurück bleibt ein Hohlraum unbenannt

Ich lieg jetzt in meiner Hand

Stimmen im Kopf (Voices in the Head)

Stimmen Im Kopf (Voices In The Head)

New single by Svayam, "Agradeço" about being grateful for belonging anywhere anyone as a good memory of you. An ode to life, to nature and connection.

Composition, recording, mix and master by João Svayam

João Svayam - steel guitar, bansuri (bamboo flute), vocals
Rui Miguel Aires - viola da terra (azorean guitar) 
Hugo "Vicky" Marques - zé pereira (tradicional portuguese drum), cajon, adufe (tradicional portuguse frame drum) 

LYRICS
(pt)

Agradeço à minha Terra
por tudo o que eu sou
seja lá de onde for
Onde houver quem me relembre
e um abraço me envie
é daí que eu quero ser
Agradeço a todos os ventos
às ondas e aos rebentos
seja lá o que deles nascer
Trago o meu peito ao relento
Agradeço aos rios	
Essa água que eu hei de beber

Por onde continuar a agradecer
Tanta estória por contar
Tanto livro por escrever
Por onde continuar a agradecer
Tantos sorrisos na memória
Tanto amor a florescer

Agradeço à minha Terra
por tudo o que eu sou
seja lá de onde for
Onde houver quem me relembre
e um abraço me envie
é daí que eu quero ser
Agradeço a todos os ventos
às ondas e aos rebentos
seja lá o que deles nascer
Trago o meu peito ao relento
Agradeço à Terra
essa Terra que me há de comer

Por onde continuar a agradecer
Tanta estória por contar
Tanto livro por escrever
Por onde continuar a agradecer
Tantos sorrisos na memória
Tanto amor a florescer

(eng)

Thanks to my land
for everything i am
wherever I'm from
Wherever there are those who remind me
and send me a hug
that's where i want to belong
Thanks to all the winds
to the waves and the swells
whatever comes out of them
I bring my chest out
and thank the rivers
This water I will drink

Where to continue to thank
So much story to tell
So many books to write
Where to continue to thank
So many smiles in memory
So much love blooming

Thanks to my land
for everything i am
wherever I'm from
Wherever there are those who remind me
and send me a hug
that's where i want to belong
Thanks to all the winds
to the waves and the swells
whatever comes out of them
I bring my chest out
thank the earth
this Earth that will eat me

Where to continue to thank
So much story to tell
So many books to write
Where to continue to thank
So many smiles in memory
So much love blooming

Agradeço

"Luces De Primavera" is a cinematic/orchestral track inspired by the springtime in Madrid, Spain. Please leave a comment/like/repost if you enjoyed the track. Also, let me know what emotions it awoke in you🙏. 

Luces De Primavera

Carried by a solo cello and embedded in a string orchestra, "Shy" describes, in a very sensitive way, the inner world of thoughts, built of doubt, confidence, longing and courage to live. Shy but powerful, plaintive yet hopeful.

Petite Dances - Shy

Available on Spotify:  https://open.spotify.com/track/0ANydHOtjLVnwMvQ0JN87R?si=VqfYIp66T5aQatTaa35g2g

Gondwana

Introduction in English:

My mother was always a smart woman, endowed with a naturally high intelligence .

Living alone with her sick father, she had to leave school already in the 6th grade and go to work in a factory.

When she later met my academically pre-educated father, she was introduced through him into the circles of the so-called " educated citizens ".

We then often had corresponding "nouveau riche" and "status conceit" parties in our large rented apartment. Here, my mother regularly got to feel the "fine", subtly deeply humiliating difference between the would-be educated and her as a despicably uneducated person.

At the same time, the would-be educated often had a style of communication that I call "trash talk" in this song. They often engaged in name-dropping by mentioning only the names of famous personalities without knowing anything more about their work. When asked more closely, they quickly changed the subject or texted you with some quarter-truth.

My mother, who was plagued by feelings of inferiority, was very intimidated by this, and it made her feel all the more stupid, uninteresting, and not socially acceptable.

At that time I was still too small. But I would have liked to turn back time for my mother's protection and sing this song at the highest volume to all these "trash talkers" standing on our dining room table at that time.

That the topic of "subtle differences" is a timeless one (I bow here to the wonderfully perceptive Pierre Bourdieu in this regard) is shown by the deep rifts that continue to exist between today's self-proclaimed "elite" and the supposed "primitives".

Lyrics in English (for those, who don`t speak German):

Trash Talk

Just chat, don't think anymore, dislocate brain, be stupid 
Chattering sideways, never wavering, just no profundity, flatland

They remain one-dimensional, quite gloriously meaningless
The wordplay is all thin and stale, The shallow is all big with them

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk  

Are at many parties with colorful Smarties, with false eyelashes and pout 
No contacts, just meaningless verbal acts, word junk.

They are the heroes of the lazy mind, meaningless in the jelly glow 
Are narrow-minded, cheeky and brazen, persist in the one-legged dance

Come close all books, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult yourselves in the mud talk, It`s time for a nice trash talk 

Have no enemies, no friends either, talk beside, nothing remains 
Leave only grease stains, can`t even bump, get stuck in the approach, nothing drifts 

Except: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)...

________________________________

Deutscher Originaltext

Trash Talk

Einfach quatschen, nicht mehr denken, Hirn ausrenken, Dumm sein 
Seitwärts plaudern, niemals zaudern, nur kein Tiefsinn, Flachland

Sie bleiben eindimensional, ganz herrlich bedeutungslos
Der Wortwitz ist ganz dünn und schal, Das Seichte ist bei ihnen ganz groß

Komm schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk  

Sind auf vielen Parties mit bunten Smarties, mit falschen Wimpern und Schmollmund 
Keine Kontakte, nur sinn-entschlackte Verbalakte, Wortschund.

Sie sind die Helden des faulen Geists, nichtssagend im geligen Glanz, 
Sind borniert, vorlaut und dreist, verharren im einbeinigen Tanz

Kommt schließt alle Bücher, welcome to a shallow brain walk
Sult Euch im Schlammreden, It`s Time for a nice Trash Talk 

Haben keine Feinde, auch keine Freunde, reden daneben, nichts bleibt 
Hinterlaßen nur Fettflecken, können nicht mal anecken, bleiben im Ansatz stecken, nichts treibt 

Außer: Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk, Trash Talk (Fad Out)…

Trash Talk

𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐂𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐚 is probably the first song that I wrote that made me understand that I didn't only wanted to play instrumental music for meditation and relaxation sessions. I realized that working on music for healing I was healing myself, and needed to express all the doubts, fears, insecurities I felt towards my self, my identity, my choices and my life with others. It's from 2019 it was written on a family caravan near the beach.
Also  this is my first recording 100% made on 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐔𝐩 𝐂𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐥 𝐝𝐞 𝐀𝐫𝐫𝐮𝐝𝐚 𝐝𝐨𝐬 𝐕𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨𝐬, the place where I rehearse, study and record where I live, in Portugal.

João Svayam: composition, lyrics, guitar, adufe (percussion), bass, vocals, mix and master.
May 2023


lyrics 


𝐓𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐚 𝐂𝐨𝐢𝐬𝐚

Sento-me incerto, caneta na mão
Tanto pensamento, tanta indecisão.
Quanto mais eu tento, menos eu consigo.
Algo em mim relembra, é só estar comigo.
*
Vejo uma semente que encontro no chão
e falo com ela, responde-me então:
olha bem para mim, sou universal,
lê nas minhas curvas um olhar igual.
Enquanto um sorriso surge nos meus lábios,
suspiram cá dentro ensinamentos sábios.
Nunca uma semente disse tanta coisa,
nunca a mim mesmo eu disse tanta coisa.
*
Cresce um girassol, nesse mesmo chão,
O seu brilho intenso beija a minha mão.
Sol que nele brilhas, brilha no meu ser
Lê nas minhas linhas o que eu não sei ler.
Pétalas e folhas envolvem-me assim
Somos o começo, o meio e o fim
Nunca uma flor mostrou tanta coisa
Nunca o meu sol disse tanta coisa
*
E agora que sinto que encontrei o centro
Limpei o que havia no meu pensamento
Lembro que inspirando calma e lentamente
Vejo tudo o que sou além da minha mente
*


Tanta Coisa

SONGS OF HOPE FOR A NEW REALITY.

This work consists of three songs.
 
The first song is for a baritone voice and represents that it is sung by a character who is a journalist and tries to give an overview of the many global crises and conflicts that are currently haunting us and causing "perplexity in an uncertain world".

The second song, for a contralto voice, represents that it is the reply given by a female character who is an anthropologist, to the previous journalist arguing that we can only save ourselves if we start from approaches based on ethics and anthropology to build a "critical conscience of our species" that allows us to create a new global reality where all human beings have a dignified and comfortable life.

The third song is a fugue for four voices (for soprano, alto, tenor and bass) and represents the well- meaning people who have honestly understood what the situation is: it is only possible to overcome this "perplexity in an uncertain world, creating new global reality for all.

At the end of this introduction I attach a PDF with the lyrics of the three songs. I put the original version in English and also its translation into Spanish.

The music has an initial inspiration in what we could call musical styles of modern popular music, but with the aim of reaching a final composition of a more abstract and artistic nature. Regarding the musical production, as is usual in my works, the score of the different musical parts is performed by computer software, specifically in the instrumental parts I have used the synthesizer (granular and spectral) called Padshop 2 and also samplers from the VSL (Vienna Symphonic Library) that, although in this library the instruments have acoustic timbre, I have given them an electronic music treatment. But the most peculiar part is the one corresponding to the voices in which I have used the VOCALOID 6 software that has a singing synthesis technology that produces singing voices that are very realistic and with the ability to articulate words and that has been, initially , developed to sing in the Japanese and English languages.

As for the textual content of the lyrics of the songs, I have written it myself and I wanted it to start from the current global reality and to have, as far as possible, a projection in the general interest. I have been inspired by various texts that I have read lately and, especially, the book "El porvenir de la humanidad”  written by Eudald Carbonell i Roura, a Catalan archaeologist and anthropologist who has a long and important professional career.


Lyrics of the three songs    /    Letras de las tres canciones:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1llYNK9VUjN-zuf9jmWaPbnqsQmExWQhR/view?usp=drive_link	



Esta introducción en castellano:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/10da1T3vm8U3H2Eh0AgOBbAwz27Iv4WZp/view?usp=sharing

Aquesta introducció en català:
https://drive.google.com/file/d/1Uaq06MVT-_6ovqsne6KgW-iBGZcT58KZ/view?usp=sharing

Songs of hope for a new reality

João 𝗦𝘃𝗮𝘆𝗮𝗺, is a multi instrumentalist, music producer and yoga student / teacher. Connected with the term singer-songwriter but also diverse genres, such as music for meditation, electronic, trip-hop, ambient, free form music, and others.
Lover of nature, passionate world observer, into spiritual questioning and meditation practices.

☼ 
 Music is one of multiple ways of living fully, being whole and complete, immersed on the vastness of the world. At each music note we can redeem something more from our essence, spread it, echo it, give, receive and be. Svayam is a moment of meditation guided by sound, and it’s offered as an opportunity to be who we really are, to take from the inside what escapes our instant and automatic sensibility. João Sousa guides this voyage - personal, but collective - with a guitar, voice and bowls.
Each body touched by sound is a moment of unique love,
an inexhaustible source of energy. To create with sound is to open doors to the earth, to touch the water, feel the air and transform with fire… For a moment we understand the act of creation, we are that moment, undulating in the ethereal, taking off from matter. Each time Svayam happens, we connect profoundly with humankind, with life, with the cosmos. Let us be all and nothing, here and now, everyone and none.

Tanta Coisa

Svayam

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