Mahan Mahan's Favorite Tracks April 2021

Marc Freak vs. Mahan Mahan : "Someone Elsewhere Misunderstood"

Cover: "NYC - FiDi: One World Trade Center and Seven World Trade Center," by Wally Gobetz, CC BY-NC-ND 2.0, https://flic.kr/p/bknusF

running to the trees

May 21 Freak Radio playlist

HearThingsHere

Someone Elsewhere (3rd version)

If God's too trendy for nirvana 
then I'm too gay, too gay to be confused 
I ask for love, you say you gonna
do it yourself, you're into self abuse,

Cuz what is love, when I get wasted
Love is a stain on my shirt, I won't erase it...

Finish your dinner before you kill me
Finish your life before dessert
You can feed me your stories but you'll never fill me
Hit me with pain, but it ain't gonna hurt,

Cuz what is love, when I get wasted
Love is stained on my soul, I won't erase it...

And I wonder why the Sun only shines thru your window in the night but not thru mine,
And I know that you've been dying to see my conscious under your foot,
And I know that you would kill me, yeah if you could... but you can't,

...cuz what is love, when I get wasted,
what is love, when we get wasted...

When you fall in love, you fall deeper and deeper into a shit hole...
Love is for suckas, I rather get wasted...
...now fuck off.

Lyrics : Jorge Francisco Vargas Montero El Segundo & Mahan Mahan
Music : Mahan Mahan & George Montero 
Vocals : Mahan Mahan 
Originally performed by the Toxic Daisies 

Recorded @ Pahlavi Sound Studios, Mama Shadi's basement dwelling, Los Angeles, CA, USA 03/2021

Mastered @ SoundCloud, Berlin, Germany 03/2021

Someone Elsewhere (third version)

foundational track is by EnigmaCurry @enigmacurry
One Hundred Fives : https://soundcloud.com/enigmacurry/one-hundred-fives
additional fixings & final mix by Arma Ignifera @herronsound
lyrics & voice, their pre-mix & artwork by Mariam Zohra D : Myrh

lyrics based on the poem "My Mistake"
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/09/08/my-mistake/
other songs from the past that use this poem as well are here:
https://soundcloud.com/myrhyum/sets/my-mistakey

MY MISTAKE
------------------
I lacked that tenacity you forecasted for me
last week

I lost my grip

the steadfastness and patience
you prayed for
was lost on me
the way pages are lost flinging
from an open case

tattered, worn/leathered
open case
that files away
unanswered questions, as if they never         pile up

my resolute demeanour that
escapes me now
I boasted so gracefully

with rough tongue i do
lick my wounds
and tears i kept for too long
do well to subdue
the promise of your return

I lie with hope every night
leaving myself alone

that determination you thought you saw in my eyes
was certain, daunting anger
hidden rage barking in the voice of hate

so righteous I became;
the director and projector of my pain

when the truth is a story of the choiceless one must
begin again

such a clean-slate you flung at me
all it caught was this ego-stenched
pungent smell of fury

it drips over my every move
like poison to fool
those blessings you shower upon me now
those borrowed tears I’ve used
trying to wipe away my mistake –
my de-robed mind

Begin Again | A MyrmahEnigmaniferaCurry

I dabble with the gross and obscene
I'm hidden and I'm rarely seen for what I am
I wrote a story so unclean
There was nothing I really mean
Oh no I'm self-destruct

CHORUS
Cuz I'm a dickhead
Well that's what she said
She said or maybe thought?
Like my rapport
I'm not always that self-aware
Cuz I'm a dickhead
Well that's what she said
She said or maybe thought?
Its made me fraught
There's something there!
Well I need fresh air!

I'm barely conscious and don't detect
When my brain is clearly disconnected (duh duh duh)
I take my troubles and deflect
I could not bare what I could wreck
On no I'm self-destruct

CHORUS

I’m a Dickhead

I've been scarcely giving eye contact
They didn't say much at all
I'm somewhat surprised the green is packed
The snob in me is appalled 

So blow the pipes the cob-webs left
Reminders we don't move
The sound waves leave my mind bereft
Its more a drone than groove

CHORUS
There's a tear formed in my eye
Memories returning
Just ignore the passer-by

I'm waving with a mild success
A sign language I learnt
The bridge is just a charcoaled mess
You can't burn what has been burnt

CHORUS

Passer-by

Now I'm busy doing nothing
And nothing feels so good
Although I hear the people chuckling
It's just cuz I'm misunderstood
I'm no good

So its paramount to crazy
I'm dribbling out my food
The future's looking hazy
Its just cuz I'm misunderstood
I'm no good

There's a unison of voices
My face behind a hood
I've failed so many choices
It's just cuz I'm misunderstood
I'm no good

Misunderstood

Christian Moll - Synth / Bass / Drums https://soundcloud.com/christianmoll
Brian Butts - Guitar

Cosmopticon

Christian Moll | Brian Butts - Voltaic Horizons

Unsolicited true story told by my Dad about killing a raccoon on his farm.

Recorded speakerphone conversation between Robert Ray Tubbs, Sr., David O'Bryan, and Amy O'Bryan

Spooky background music by Amy O'Bryan

White Trash Blood

Redrum

Silent bedroom windows glow		
in fluorescent Rothko indigo			
at 2 a.m.					
Lonely TVs painted them			

Edward Hopper streetlights blur	 	
and bore through  icy Yves Klein azure		
at 4 a.m.					
Heavy sleepers painted them			

Dawn burns, Turner yellow, on	
strange districts drowned in celadon
at 6 a.m.
Sleepless flaneurs painted them

Flaneurs

Boceto de Dial: Performance sonoro visual.
Radio Visual de la Bienal del Mercosur. 2009
Puerto Alegre. Brasil. 

Obra realizada en conjunto con la artista plastica Elisa O'Farrell para Radio Visual de la Bienal del Mercosur en homenaje a 4'33'' de John Cage.

Boceto De Dial - (E. O'farrell - J. Bustos)

Going To Hell -  Soundtrack from "The Lost Lounge" circa 1994

The background noise are cicadas. It was lovely opportunity to catch a moment after sunset in my open air jungle casita in Costa Rica. 

With you

‘Loving this very much indeed…brilliant stuff’ - BBC Introducing
‘It is an incredible track, sounds like it should be on my favourite movie soundtrack of all time…..Drive’ – BBC Introducing
‘You know what, I like it!’ – Rusty Egan - The Electronic Family Tree
The track was created using Korg Triton, Roland JX3P, Realistic Concertmate, Novation Drum station, Korg MS2000
This video uses 50’s travelogue footage in the style of The Old Grey Whistle Test – if you remember that. Visit youtube to view

European Home

Vocals, Lyrics, Darbuka, Brushes, Bassbeat, Recording & Mixing by Neli CoKo.  This song was composed to be part of that playlist: https://soundcloud.com/silent-zen/sets/climate-change
no loops, unmastered

Bremen, Germany, November2016, All Rights Reserved

earthpicture by http://earthobservatory.nasa.gov/IOTD/view.php?id=79803

Neli CoKo - Forgiveness

music, final mix & balance . Arma Ignifera @herronsound
lyrics, vocal performance & their pre-mix, cover art manipulation & design . Mariam Zohra D : Myrh
instrumental is an open collaboration 'FourThreeSeven' https://soundcloud.com/herronsound/84bpmfsharpminorfourthreeseven
original Art by Kristina Mills m.facebook.com/KristinasFineArtStudio/

I WAS SURE
I put my hand in the fire
I put my hand in the fire a long time ago

All the pieces of the board
they’re lost on me
I know they were there before…

I put my hand in the fire

They’re lost on me
the pieces on the board
they’re no more….

They were there before

And I’m still burnin

where did the pieces go?
they were there before….

And I’m still burnin

Queen was looking on you….
… King likes to shiver we know, we know, we know

they were there before…sure I was sure
they were there before

sure i was sure
those pieces on the board

pawns under your toes
all the silence and hopes

and i’m still burnin
psssst…. and i’m still burnin

oh right away! its nothing I could capture!
yeah you try and then so… where did the pieces go?
they were there before
sure, i was sure….

on the board
on the board
all aboard
if you wanna disappear
if you wanna disappear
if you wanna
disappear
come on aboard!
cause i seen those pieces disappear
on the board
on the board
on the board!

sure i was sure

I Was Sure - Arma Ignifera & Myrh

music with additional fixings . Arma Ignifera @herronsound
original open collab here: https://soundcloud.com/herronsound/riverside-open-collab-offer
lyrics, vocals & their premix, cover design . Mariam Zohra D : Myrh
photo by Myrh and still shot by Michael Louw

DAY DREAMING NIGHTS
________________________
carry up to town
day dreaming day/night
i hear someone
my loved one, (saying) come home

i hear knocking
home
who’s at my door?
who’s at my door?
who’s at my door?
i hear you knocking
come home
come home
come home

day dreams at night
dreaming the same dream

is the morning really going to come
times are changing
is the morning really gong to come
carry up to dawn
day dreaming night
day dreaming night
i hear someone

my loved one come home
come home

come home
come home

in our dreams


is the morning really gong to come take us away?
does the morning ever (really come)?

come home

Day Dreaming Nights | Arma Ignifera & Myrh

music with additional fixings & final mix/master . Arma Ignifera @herronsound
original instrumental here: https://soundcloud.com/herronsound/quickie-mart-slush
lyrics, vocals & their premix, artwork . Mariam Zohra D : Myrh
photo by Myrh and still shots by Michael Louw

Lyrics are based on verses from various poems from my chapbook These Tales Are True https://tarka1.bandcamp.com/merch/these-tales-are-true
"REPLAY" IN A WORLD OF WALLS
 _________________________________

 In a world of walls
In a world of walls

politicization of self?
 De!politicization of self! 
 Contextualize yourself

Take Comfort!
  For without long hallways
 and tall ceilings
 there is little ledge to perch 
corridors plenty 
with windows carving etchings 
for shadow 
for light

in a world of walls
inherited a memory…
in a world of walls 
in a world 
in a world
inherited a memory
in a world of walls 
in a world
 in a world of walls 
in a world

She’d had the back turned, over the years! 
She’d had her back turned, over the years!
She’s had her back turned, Oh oh!

See the city streets are so crowded
 in a world of walls 
in a world of walls
a Replay!
 in a world of walls! 
It’s a replay, in a world of walls, its a replay!
Oh oh!

 sour crude interaction! 
replays! that’s the play!
 replays! that’s the play! 
replays!

Think Again! Think Again! 
Replays!
Thats the play! 
Replay!
Crude! 
Think Again!

Rewind and play again?
 memories, memories! 
play a game, play a game 
it’s thick and caked on in ugly display again 
on a shelf for high price again 

today, my scent is bloody 
saliva in my mouth
  weak and shivering 
each breath: beating: closer to peace : closer to calm

(beneath a brew of memories)
 today my scent is bloody
beneath the weight the art lays
today my scent is bloody

These Tales Are True

"Replay" In A World Of Walls | Arma Ignifera & Myrh

original composition & final mix . Arma Ignifera @herronsound
instrumental with slight adjustments is open for collaboration here: https://soundcloud.com/herronsound/truenameopencollab
lyrics & vocals & cover art . Mariam Zohra D : Myrh

lyrics based on this poem: The Crow
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/02/24/the-crow/

included in this compilation
https://sindhurecords.bandcamp.com/track/arma-ignifera-myrh-your-true-name

Sindhu Records

Your True Name | Arma Ignifera & Myrh

Prolific musician, author, photographer and oddity.  With influences ranging from the lofi pop of Guided by Voices, the gothic melodrama of Nick Cave, the glam of Bowie and the nakedness of Iggy Pop - this is Marc Freak.  Former frontman of Freak Circus and Dead Joe.  An experiment in DIY and lofi.  The odd bum note here, the even odder bum note there.  But with art do we care?