I just want to give the track a little more dynamic. Love to hear your comments.

"SoDown, Oblivinatti, Twinnflame - Supernova" (AntoriaRecords Remix) ©2024

https://youtu.be/h1OBJ3KdG-I?si=SdQRbyKMzpUkO425

TRIPPIN (CALLMEDEZZ  vocals&lyrics EEL guitars&ats)

Cool Walking Man

I chose you'

My words here describe a shamanic journey that taught me more about the origins of sentient life, and I'm most grateful to @APi_ZZ for accompanying my poem with such enchanting, captivating and epic music.

Words, spoken vocal and cover art by Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
Copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, October 2024

Music and cover title by APi_ZZ 
Copyright © APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner), October 2024

Words:

One night, I was in astral flight over indigo storm-tossed seas.   I was riding the air as a sea gull, soaring above the drowned reefs.

An uncertain moon shone fitfully on the  watery valleys and peaks.   And I saw rank upon rank of white-crested billows, Rising and falling in regular formations, like a galloping cavalry. 

Then, off the point of Bardsey Island, where all currents and tides take charge, The water hissed as it met the wrecks of the Spanish galleons, And I heard the bells ringing, in the church spires, in the groves of sunken forests of swaying trees, In this place they'd called the Lowland Hundred, which, one night,  was swallowed by the seas.

The Moon came and went, sometimes vanishing behind huge black clouds But in the dark, the thundering was just as deafening as it drove the gales, Then when her silver face came out again, as the furies raged around, I could see the drowned reefs bellowing and spouting high, like the blowholes of whales.

I realised ....in all that din, that there was a song and a rhythm.   My ear was picking out the orchestration of this storm.   I heard the deep-toned, bass roar of the surf as it crashed into the caverns, The clangour of its surges against the chalky outcrops, The Gregorian tones of this tempestous tempest, and the tiny piccolo as the wind whistled around the rocks.

Throughout it all were the clarion-calls, and the blowing of conches, as if the souls of the drowned land were calling out from their watery graves, And that’s when other beings began to appear in the waves. 

Out of the wind-whipped foam, riders of the storm took form.   Some wore winged helmets; others had wild flying robes and hair.   They were galloping in on white horses, their strong muscled thighs gripping their girths, As they swept up those old souls, to take them back to the firmamental seas, The cosmic oceans from where they first took birth.

Then, behind them, in the walls of water following the surf, Not rising into the air as the horsemen, but deep in their own element, unhasting, unresting, I saw the sea gods coming, moving inexorably with irresistible force. 

These Great Ones rose with the tide; their approach was stately and unceasing, Their faces were vast and calm; they were unhurried, ineluctable in their progress.   They were the rulers of the great waters where their word was unimpeachable law.

And it was then that I saw the folly of man who thinks he can master the seas, That it’s only by the grace of these gods that we live on its margins.   That all land is really a beach where we thrive only through their privilege,  For if they gathered together in wrath, they could drown all humanity.

It seemed our lives are spun, like a thread, between forces that could destroy us with a mere breath, But from which we draw our sustenance.   For all things are one and, at the last call, in the final analysis, There is no part of us that does not come from the cosmic seas.

Sea Gods

y choose'

Day By Day '

This is a 2024 remastered version of "Overlearning Part II", a instrumental track from my first solo album "Migration" released in 2009, it has four instruments, two guitars, a bass and a drum line, I recorded this in January 2009, the general concept behind this track and the yet to be released EP by the same name, is a society or a person which are fed things they don't need to learn but other entities do force them to learn them for their own benefit, so that person or society becomes overwhelmed and can't function properly. 

Overlearning (EP)

Overlearning Part 20091

Track Title: Cold White Snow
Album: Torn Pages
Main Artist: The Rand
Composer: Randolph Shipman
Content Rating: Clean
Audio Language: English 
Bio: Composed in collaboration 
 with BREV and Suno.

Lyrics:

Cold snow

If looks could kill, we’d both be dead
The cold ignites my fire
Taste my love, the crimson red
As the night gets darker and darker

Exiled souls were made to burn 
Draped in crimson red
Entangled souls burning bright
Bonded, every thread

Painful love was all I know
The roses thorns
Blood moon rise
Vermillion sky, 
cold white snow

Day By Day '

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