'keep everything'

note: I recently found this old journal and this riff was played live on my phone upon my front porch during a rain storm this evening. This particular entry was from June 18, 2014.

I was stagnant at work this evening and ventured outside to catch some air and to stretch my legs. The air was thick and stuck to my skin, leaving a glassy resemblance, caught by mine eye, while vainly glimpsing at my reflection in the moonlit window of a fellow employee's sedan. With literally hours until my next deadline, I opted to put some kilometers behind me, and make my way, by foot, towards the local University. 
While venturing through the streets inhibited by, both, students, and families, I found myself drawn to a well kempt bungalow, lit dimly by lamplight, with the sound of classical piano fluttering imperfectly through the screened windows, out into the quiet, darkened street.
Stopping dead in my tracks, I stood, admiringly, for what seemed like several moments, staring dumbfoundedly at the house, only picturing, within my head, the scenes that may be taking place within.
Something about the modesty of practiced, yet, un-perfected art struck me as beautiful and elegant. Perhaps it is because it is something I, myself, can relate to in my endeavors, whether it be sport, music, painting, writing, or anything else I've indulged in within my life.
Nonetheless, something about this moment inspired something within me, and, as I pulled myself away from the scene and continued my evening walk, my inner dialogue began dancing frivolously in my brain. So often these thoughts want to be blurted out by voice, finger picked on guitar, or bled out of a pen, but my anxiety, and utter refusal to let loose my inner creativity, my personal experiences, my soul, has previously crushed my desire to even remotely achieve some sort of self-satisfaction. 
Although words have been written, melodies have been played, and songs have been sung, from now on, there will be no filter. Journals will be kept, rather than torn out and thrown away, edited or deleted. Keep Everything. Every thought. Though, initially, they seem irrelevant, irrational, erratic...anything...they still are the soil from which an idea may grow from, flourish, even. So, even now as I carry on aimlessly, rambling, carrying on...I must say thank you to the pianist for airing my embers with their beautifully imperfect notes.

keep everything

Dancing with me…
May your days be filled with brilliance...
I composed this with that feeling in mind!👍✨

thank you for listening！！

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Dancing with me

TIMELINE / Open collaboration from IPG1
IPG: Vocals and Verses
https://soundcloud.com/ipg1/timeline-vocals-97-bpm
Backing Track : Paploviante
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/enigmatic-paploviante-open-collaboration-offer
Lillithe: Arrangement and Production

Timeline   Open Collab from IPG1 with Paploviante

I've spent the last week writing a new song about nature, so this is my new song about nature.

Du skønhedens land

A new track i am working on. Hope you enjoy it. I will be working on this and honing it in. Please feel free to comment as your feedback is really helpful and always appreciated.

Pathways

Taken from "The Goddess Pages" by Laurie Sue Brockway

For Those Who Want To Move On

Continuing to evolve my Ableton setup, I've added the Push2 midi controller. I sent the first tune that I created with it over to @enigmacurry. I felt like it my initial composition was a bit too linear and it needed to be mixed up a little! He produced two amazing remixes. Here's the shorter one. 

Check out the epic 20-minute extended cut here:
https://soundcloud.com/tea_are_sea/fractal-traffic-extended

Fractal Traffic B (slow cinematic mix) - w/ Enigma Curry

I had the very good fortune to connect with Andy H aka “Noobly” a few months ago over music that we mutually admired and we agreed to find a future opportunity to collaborate. This is the result. Noobly’s beautifully rich track, propelled by his soaring guitar work, felt like a kind of call to prayer to my ear. I tried to echo this somewhat in singing the bridge. Lyrically, just for kicks I used the Socratic Method to construct the verses (persuasion through Q&A) so that this song’s meaning becomes self-evident and hopefully more of a personal experience for each listener. Thanks for checking it out!

Prideful Pride

Do you remember the day when pride took you for its own
When a thief stole something precious in you

Do you remember the day when pride took you for its own
When a thief stole something precious in you
Did it happen when all of your friends cut you out
Was your heart set on winning something, but you lost instead
And when you were maimed did the anger in you surge
Can you mark the moment when you became someone else
Is your truth under layers of scar and combat
Are you the new thief, looting joy from everywhere

Prideful pride keeps piling on, on, on
Building your walls, can’t go wrong, wrong, wrong
Finding it hard to get along, along, along
Your pride is killing you, long before you’re gone, gone, gone

And in the end you’ll be left with nothing
A bright light that’s gone too dim
I have been in a prison of my own before, just like you
Until I let the facade fall
And was set free, free

Are things more difficult now that you are going it alone
And do you leave enough room for both your sadness and your anger
Does that wall keep scary things in, and the invaders out
Are you winning this imaginary war you think you’re fighting

Prideful pride keeps piling on, on, on
Building your walls, ’can’t go wrong, wrong, wrong
Finding it hard to get along, along, along
Your pride is killing you, long before you’re gone, gone, gone


Music/production - Noobly @ https://soundcloud.com/noobly-1
Lyrics/vocals - Todd J McLean
Artwork - Fukushima Greed, 2011 (mixed media) by Todd J McLean

Prideful Pride

My anti-AI rant song ... I wrote this shortly after a friend of mine proudly told me how she'd created a song using AI which she had fed a sample of her voice. This gal doesn't sing. She sent me the YouTube link to the song and obviously wanted my feedback.

That artificiale
You call a song
Bit and bytes pretending
That thing made by machine so perfectly
Much more than your bidding
I won't buy it
Just because you can.

Just because we can
Don't mean that we should
Just let's dig all the way down
Those things can't eat
Need no sleep
Have no cares at all

Don't tell me you're proud
And make a gake fool of ypurself
Things to do your bidding
I hope you made that clear
Take all from the past
For a future rearrange
Let the things make everything
Fake the only name
That's fair

Just because we can
Don't mean that we should
Just let's dig all the way down
Those things can't eat
Need no sleep
Have no cares at all

Digging a grave
For the human made
the work of our hearts
The work of our minds
Digging a grave
For the emanescent
Voices of ourselves

Digging a Grave

If you're in the grip of a craving - whether it's for alcohol, a substance, gambling or any unwanted behaviour - this track is here to help you ride it out.
As the EMDR tones move from left to right, your brain begins to interrupt old wiring and make space for new, healthier patterns.

There’s no need to fight the craving - just press play, notice the sensations, and let the process do the work.
Each time you listen, the cravings become less intense and less frequent.

Use this track as a reset button.
You’re not failing - you’re rewiring.
Created and spoken by Dawn, hypnotherapist and coach.

EMDR Beats for Cravings.mp3

untltd...

"Art is how we decorate space, music is how we decorate time." Jean-Michel Basquiat

I'm usually in the musical kitchen cooking up my own sound. I love collaborating and have collaborated with many great musicians here on SoundCloud. If you are interested in cooking up something great, then give me a holler!

Never forget.

And a BIG thank you to anyone who has ever listened, commented and shared my poetry AND music.  I appreciate you immensely.

For Those Who Want To Move On

Lady of Fire Poetry