AND AGAIN... WITH TIME...

Vocal line, Vocals, Poetry Selection by Nadia Selvaggi
Guitar, Drums, Bass, Keyboards, Master Mix by Brian Butts @brian-butts-565934842
Lyrics taken from Percy Bysshe Shelley's The Masque of Anarchy, 1819

"The Masque of Anarchy (or The Mask of Anarchy) is a British political poem written in 1819 (see 1819 in poetry) by Percy Bysshe Shelley following the Peterloo Massacre of that year. In his call for freedom, it is perhaps the first modern statement of the principle of nonviolent resistance...
Shelley begins his poem, written on the occasion of the Peterloo Massacre, Manchester 1819, with the powerful images of the unjust forms of authority of his time, "God, and King, and Law" – and then imagines the stirrings of a radically new form of social action: "Let a great assembly be, of the fearless, of the free". The crowd at this gathering is met by armed soldiers, but the protesters do not raise an arm against their assailants..."
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Masque_of_Anarchy

Ye Are Many
Rise, like lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number!
Shake your chains to earth like dew
Which in sleep had fallen on you:
Ye are many—they are few!

What is Freedom? Ye can tell
That which Slavery is too well,
For its very name has grown
To an echo of your own

Ye who suffer woes untold,
Or to feel, or to behold
Your lost country bought and sold
With a price of blood and gold -

'Let a vast assembly be,
And with great solemnity
Declare with measured words that ye
Are, as God has made ye, free -
And if then the tyrants dare
Let them ride among you there
Slash, and stab, and maim, and hew, --
What they like, that let them do

With folded arms and steady eyes
And little fear, and less surprise,
Look upon them as they slay
Till their rage has died away

Rise like lions after slumber
In unvanquishable number
Ye are many -- they are few

Ye Are Many by Brian Butts & Nadia Selvaggi

The sky is drowning, the fields are weeping
In the darkness mothers sleeping
I’m feeling lonely, like no one knows me
The gods foretold this, I get to own it
The cold stares of the angels
The long fall from the heavens
A last walk in the garden
Dark trail through the forest
Then oblivion

The rats are at the apples
The shadows are long
The stable is silent
All the horses have gone
Riding off to the sunset, leaving you all alone
Touch the grass for the last time
and now you have known oblivion

Oblivion

Credit to Maryna for playing my composition!
Thanks a lot for listening!

Morning Thoughts

Reminiscence

Electronic Ambient House Reggae Dub. (Vocals) . Lioness Pinky🇯🇲

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I have always wanted to make a rap metal track with Heartscore so I was super excited when he reached out with this banging hip-hop metal fusion production. The lyrics are inspired behind the Hawaiian legend of Nanaue the Shark Man. I have some Hawaiian blood in me, so I figured I would rock it, lol! I am super blessed to still be working on music with my friend Heartscore. 

Massive thanks to Bitzone for coming through in the clutch with the dope vocal mix and final master. And huge thanks to Wou-Wou for the incredible song art making us look real stylish and professional! 

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Lyrics
Holy crap what is that growing on his back 
13 racks of teeth and I’m talking plaque 
Gaping wide open ready to snack 
Fish mouth on the prowl hidden under a wrap 
Musta known we were talkin’ smack 
We were all staring at him when he turned and glared back 
With those black mirror eyes 
Caught by surprise after many moons of lies
Horrors and cries rise to despise
It’s the demise of the shark man 

It’s the shark man

Say what he was cut from the cloth of a god
I swear there must have been lust in the brine and guts 
All up in that shapeshifters mind 
Yup, we all thought it was odd how he kept swimming back
As blood washed ashore he walked away from the gore
On that sea wrack 
Still thirsty for more flesh, meat, and albacore
Once he walked through that door he couldn’t forbore
The horror arise
It’s the demise of the shark man  

It’s the shark man

God damn, like spam, he devoured a man
Tore apart flesh like peeling back the lid of can
Never satiated since his first feast of ham, rack of lamb, and that stan favorite prickly pin clam
Ever since then his appetite grew he knew 
He couldn’t hold back desire when in that salty stew
True to his shapeshifting form 
He was born to find ecstasy when warm flesh eating transformed    
So we swarmed up on him on that afternoon
Harpoons flew through the skies 
Clubs fell till he died 
His body was tied 
Divided in pieces ’n 
Hung till it dried
Fired and fried 
It’s the demise of the shark man 

It’s the shark man

I Just wanted a get taste 
Na, I just wanted to be in the chase
Na, I just got the feel of the race
No stoppin’ until I get shit face
No stoppin’ until I’m laying in my waste
No stoppin’ until everyone’s disgraced  

It’s the shark man

First we gave you life, despite divine insight 
Again invite past blight, our name, the Gods will smite

It’s the shark man

And for that you still kill, we’re cursed until 
We split your gills and your blood is spilled

It’s the shark man

I’ve seen the depths 
I’ve swam the deep and sunk forever 
Each time I swim back to shallow shores I’m gonna drown
And when I see the light 
I seek shadows and sense the hunger
After seizing my fill I sink back up 
High in the depths 

From the frenzy comes
The shark man
Yea
When you smell blood
Here comes the shark man

How many times 
Been made to hide my teeth for your love 
How much can man be measured by his will to stand on ground
I’ve made my enemy my desire for the flesh 
Turned my back on my shiver I sink back up
High in the depths

From the frenzy of the kill
It’s the shark man
Yea
When you smell blood
It’s the shark man

The Sharkman

Heartscore, Bitzone & the Couch King - The Sharkman

never light

Happy Piano Day!

Impressionist piece inspired by the experience of free diving--wandering and peaceful with a tinge of anxiety in the back of the mind.

Some musical elements are borrowed from my album "Seven Dreams of the Orb Weaver" https://soundcloud.com/skai-eriksson/sets/seven-dreams-of-the-orb-weaver.

Some inspiration from Debussy may be heard in the shifting tonal center and more overtly with the pentatonic runs.

To convey the irregular undulations of the sea and the uneven activity level of freediving I fully indulged in tempo rubato--I think I ended up with tempo rubato e rotto :-)

-photograph taken by Melissa Lehman.

Freedive

*Please note that the unfortunate soul portrayed here is completely fictional and is a depiction of nobody in particular.  More accurately a hybrid of individuals encountered or observed.
Enjoy:)

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Tequila
He takes a sip and lets it gnaw
On dreams that never will take form
He's slippin' away

Morning light
The new day ends another night
Of nothing but another fight
That takes him away

He never knows the plans he should make
Or chances that his heart wants to take
He's heard it all before 
But not anymore
It's slippn' away

No reply
His efforts never get him by
So baby don't you even try
He's slippn' away

Sweet Charlotte
He gives it everything he's got
Then orders them another shot
She turns him away

He never knows the plans he should make
Or chances that his heart wants to take
He's heard it all before 
But not anymore
It's driftin’ away

Albatross 
It's like a train you can't get off
He's sees the stop but not the cost
Of slippin’ away

Slippin' Away

Flying though the atmosphere
way up high where the air is clear
i feel so free...looking high and low
just the land and sea and the valley below

Its a long way out to the oceans 
gonna find my heart and feel free again
its a fresh new start of emotions
gonna lift the fog ..gotta find some zen

Take me on an eagles wing
where i will feel a little part of everything
feeling space to breath again
look in your eyes and count to ten
its a perfect dream feeling hypnotised
soaring though the clear blue skys
like a leaping lover in a long lost dream
or an endless summer on the silver screen

if you and me had expectations
accept your life and dont feel no pain
embrace your life lost sensations
free and real to fly again

open your eyes kick-start my heart
take me to a place where i wanna start
keeping it real in the community
looking for a natural immunity
the wind blows high and clouds are low
looking for a place where the feelings flow
i wanna stay till the day i die
above the ground ...the stars and sky



jim april 2016


SOARING

Music: Julien Morency

Thank you to @echosonica for writing a magnificent poem who describes perfectly the meaning of this piece of music.

Your soul ventures out to sea
setting sail on waves of night
rigging loose, sails held tight
on your lips a silent plea.

Nothing binds you to this shore
desert's every speck of sand
longing for a far-off land
oozing light from every pore.

Tide runs high, heart lies low
empty vessel filled with hope
beacons a way out to grope
still unbeaten by this blow.

Raging waves and howling wind
may fret out this burning heart,
tide rips may tear it apart
till the sails go down unpinned.

All the freer will it ride
thirsty waves drenched in moonlight
cutting through this shadowed plight
oars like wings unfurl and glide.

Waves of Night

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Sailer

Do angels dance...yes...yes they do and this was created one night..

SPIRIT DANCE (Alaina's Dance)

"I love you like a thumbtiphandheld"

the girl in the picture is my late sister. a charismatic performer with a great voice. the man behind playing the Fender 1965 Fender Jag is my late dad.

Too Much(starts after 17 seconds)remix 2023

Track shows a very delicate theme and a quite hard-riffed part, both alternating and finally flowing up to an endless symphonic dream (words are half a poem I wrote previously (not these, but lyrics below)).

Letra  /  Translated lyrics:

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)  /  Don’t you wake up (Only a dream)

No... despierta... no... no despiertes  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up
no, cuidado... no despiertes, na na na na na...  /  no, take care ... don’t you wake up, na na na na na…
... despierta al fin y date cuenta  /  ... wake up at last and realize
de que todo ha sido un sueño, na na na na na...  /  everything has been a dream, na na na na na...

Una vez más, nervios y resentimiento,  /  Once again, nerves and resentment,
todo en mi vida es sueño, sólo ha sido eso.  /  everything in my life is a dream, it has only been so.

Y de nuevo, con el tiempo,  /  And again, with time,
incubando un nuevo sueño,  /  incubating a new dream,
me voy hundiendo en mis propios brazos,  /  I am sinking in my own arms,
me acuno, me canto y me voy acostumbrando...  /  cradle myself, sing to myself and get used...

Otro escenario, otros personajes,  /  Another stage, other characters,
la misma historia, na na na na na...  /  the same story, na na na na na...
que durará un día, un milenio,  /  which will last one day, a millenium,
toda mi vida, na na na na na...  /  all my life, na na na na na...

Pero sin duda vendrán a despertarme  /  But undoubtedly the laughs of people
las risas de la gente, alguna tarde.  /  will come to wake me up, any evening.

Y entonces, con miedo...  /  And then, fearfully...

No... despierta… no… no despiertes (…)  /  No ... wake up ... no ... don’t you wake up (…)

No despiertes (Sólo un sueño)

Impressionist instrumental music that seeks to become a reality. This is by no means a finished product, but rather an audio score that gives an overview. If you are a player, producer or arranger and my music interests you, contact me by email. 

Musique instrumentale impressionniste qui aspire à devenir réalité.  Ce n'est en aucun cas un travail finit, mais davantage une partition audio afin de donner un aperçu.  Si vous êtes interprète, producteur ou arrangeur et que ma musique vous intéresse, contactez-moi par courriel.

Contact : julien.morency@hotmail.com

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