Wild

Chaotic Good

#deephouse #electronic #chill #124bpm #independent #connection #techno #ambient

Patch

Vocals : Sophie and Wynn
Backing track Paploviante: 
https://soundcloud.com/paploviante-and-friends/fast-moment-open-collab
Lillithe : Remix Santana Jingo

FAST MOMENT  LIllithe & Paploviante

A hollow wind of desire

@janinelevinson: Inspirational additional lyrics and wonderful vocals
@rick-4-1: Real drums
@burn-it-smith: Real piano
@phil-mcwalter: Other stuff

(New Version of https://soundcloud.com/phil-mcwalter/and-so)

SOUP OF THISTLES 

Returning and turning in the widening gyre 
The falconer holds out a golden ring from the tower 
Captive and burning and full of desire 
The falcon pulls feathers from her wings to count the hours

And so
Ad infinitum 
Is the crow 
Compelled to steal
And so
Ad infinitum 
Are we drawn 
Into the wheel
Into the wheel

Turning and burning in the heat, of hearth and fire 
The feathers, the letters, the fingers form a winged spire
There’s flapping and scurrying aloft up in the rafters 
Where the bats are left to read and the finger moves on higher

And so
Ad infinitum 
We forget 
Why we were singing
And so
Ad infinitum 
The choir cannot lift the ceiling
The spinning wedding ceiling
Stealing
And so
We go

Around and around  and do it over again! 
Ad infinitum
Around and around  and do it over again! 
Ad infinitum

Returning and turning in the widening gyre 
Unseen by the hawk was Icarus flying higher
Why do we love when we know it’s trespassing
A puppet heart managed by the clock – foolish arms flailing

And so
Ad infinitum 
We watch for 
Six jet planes’ trails
And so
We prepare  our soup of thistles
And we settle down to feather 
And we wonder about the weather
Listen for the 
Falcons' bells together and
Cover our eyes with leather
Oh Icarus dear boy
Waxed and waned
Ah Amelia dear heart
Tarred and feathered...

Levinson & McWalter- June 2020

And So

Soup Of Thistles

The washing machines had a gutsful
It’s raining again on the lawn
There’s muck on the floor and there’s mud in your hair
Can I wipe can I clean any more?

O woman rise up from your ashes
so you don’t thrill to clean any more,
Spin around and at least you’ll get dizzy
and there’s plenty of food on the floor

O I don’t expect joy all the time,
And I never expected true bliss,
But when we fell down and made babies
I didn’t anticipate this!

There’s a strange sense of wild in my head now,
There’s a part of me drifting away
Watch a woman down there in the kitchen
as I unclip one side of me brain


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This is one of my older songs that I am still quite fond of..  I have had fun mixing it up with some random sounds from my laundry and goodness knows where else while I was in creative mode!  And yes, that picture IS the machine performing in the piece.. :-))
Written sung made and played by Emma.

Washing Machine Song...  (O I don't expect joy ALL the time!)

Boundless, infinite divine love. It cannot be bottled, sold, exchanged, or in any way quantified. Love is non mathematical and sewn into our dna - whispered into our fabric by our pseudo-mechanical creators.

What Is Baffling the Mathematician?

Every night I scream
I can't see you, I can't feel you, I can't  go on
Far across the distance
Big space between us
You never come,  I can't go on

Near, far, wherever you are
I know that your heart is long gone dear
Nevermore will you open, open my door
Maybe you're here in my heart
But my heart is cold
Baby you're here in my heart
But my heart is cold

Love touched us one time
Is one time enough?
I gotta drive on
Safe to say I loved you
Polaroids I cling to 
Safer said, I gotta move on

Near, far, wherever you are
I know that your heart is long gone dear
Nevermore will you open, open my door
Baby you're here in my heart
But my heart is cold

You're not here
There's nothing I fear
Though I know that your heart won't go on dear
We'll stay forever away
Baby you're here in my heart
But my heart is cold

*COLD* (MOAG/MidiPunk Collaboration)

The fine gentlemen at Mastering True Music (formerly FredTracks) sent this track -- and I was delighted to write and sing over it! They always send great, professional tracks made with real instruments. Such a pleasure to work with. And always a challenge to sing over a different style than my own!

Music, Mix: @masterigtruemusic
Vocals, vocal melody, lyrics: Janine Levinson

Something To Believe    

Give me something to think about 
Give my lonely soul relief 
Just some words I can mull around 
Give me something to believe  

I want more than your company 
Give me something of your heart 
Like a blanket to comfort me 
Like a fire in my arms  

Give me your love 
Give me your hope 
Give me your soul 
Give me something to, something to believe  

Give me your love 
Give me your hope 
Give me your dreams
Give me something to, something to believe  

Give me something to think about 
Give me memories of love
Give me something to think about 
Give me all your tears and blood  

Give me your love 
Give me your hope 
Give me your dreams
Give me something to, something to believe