Those bends get me so excited every time! Amazing

THE EMPTY VESSEL

Love, you never said it'd go like this.
Down all our shuttered holes it courses
Like rain.
Communal water, communion wine, the shattered bowl
Gone are all our hands and voices
Poured out in blood.

Where are we now?
Dead horses,
Dead lines of ferrymen.
And you turn, long-shanked, and you say "keep walking."
Keep walking
Turn neither to the left nor to the right.

Further in we go, and farther on.
We set our course along a fragment, falling
Amidst the rain.
As refugees we're both the baptised and the gushing blood
Pattering down, from dust to dust returning,
Persephone reborn.

Still all is love -
Contorted -
Defies design,
As you form the flow and you cause the falling.
Love's all-informing -
The breathing-out of death, and in of life

(Is in us
And is moving us now).

Death and Love on a Windy Day

The Empty Vessel

New song written, performed and recorded by Miles Sievwright, all vocals and guitars by Miles Sievwright. Mixed and produced by Nicolaas van Reenen.

Bobsled

Written and performed by Miles Sievwright;
Recorded and mixed by Jacob Nicou (jacob.nicou@gmail.com)
Photo courtesy of Romy Maxime (http://www.romymaxime.com/)

"All that I've got
you can fit in a shoebox
There's only words I've haven't said
that don't fit in they are just to big
and I breathe a little deeper with every breath

Come little darling, 
won't you come here to stay
we'll get out of the city
ride our bikes to the lake
I'll follow you close enough to catch your scent
little darling would you kick off your shoes,
kneel down in the evening dew,
slip in, both feet first,
and swim

All that I've got
you can fit in a shoebox
there's only words I couldn't say
that don't fit in, it will stay that way
and I dream a little deeper with every eve

Come little darling, 
won't you come here to stay
we'll get out of the city
ride our bikes to the lake
I'll follow you close enough to catch your scent
little darling would you kick off your shoes,
kneel down in the evening dew,
slip in, both feet first,
and swim."


Bikes to the Lake

Written, performed (guitar and vocals) by Miles Sievwright
Piano by Nicolaas van Reenen
Mixed and mastered Nicolaas van Reenen

Look Below The Window

Track available with the rest of latest EP 'A Certain Kind of Loneliness': https://milessievwright.bandcamp.com/album/a-certain-kind-of-loneliness-the-berlin-ep

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Written, performed, recorded by Miles Sievwright
Mixed and mastered Nicolaas van Reenen
Guest vocal harmony Darren Roderick


Shame

New instrumental composition, recorded on a phone. Structurally, it's a little game about a descending progression, (and what might happen when you move the cycle to its relative minor or to its dominant, and pick it mostly in 7). No idea what might become of this, but perhaps you'll hear more soonish.

Rough sketch - descending cycle of 7s

This is the second track of the 'A Certain Kind Of Loneliness' EP.
All notes are tapped on the guitar and recorded in one take in order to preserve continuity. Existing bass notes are recorded again to emphasise their presence.

Recorded and performed (vocals and guitar) by Miles Sievwright 
Mixed and Mastered Nicolaas van Reenen 2015
All rights reserved Miles Sievwright © 2015

Bottom Of The Sea

This was recorded during an ayahuasca ceremony in The Western Cape, South Africa. The Didgeridoo, voices and shakers played by Nixiwaka, recorded live in one take. It has not been manipulated in any way other than the addition of a little reverb to the final track. It is best to sit in a focused position with a good sound system or headphones. Wear blindfold, sit comfortably and focus in your meditation for 17 min, while listening to the sounds of the forest, thru the Didge .  It is a dedication and prayer to Pachamama, Mother of the World.

Didge bk24-26june2016

Ancestral harmonics - 'a prayer to Pachamama'

brand new single from the mind of ISUISME.
 
IT'S NOT ENOUGH speaks about (his) body image.

written, produced, arranged and performed by ISUISME .
lyrics by ISUISME (find below) .
vocals recorded and produced by Greg Abrahams at Sound Foundry .
track mixed by Greg Abrahams .
track mastered by Ross Finck . 

all rights to this song is held by Sony/ATV .

IT"S NOT ENOUGH _
MY BODY
MY NEED
MY WANT
MY SEED
IT'S NOT ENOUGH _

IT'S NOT ENOUGH

"An afternoon stroll back to the car, 
we talked for hours an inch apart
a bag on your back
trees overhead

I reached for a lemon hanging over the fence 
and i gave it to you
the sun streaked clouds and the smell of citrus
follow you when you left

eyes, skin, lips, cheeks
we are just these human masks

there was a boy stuck in his head
he was not yet alive and not quite dead
when he awoke beside the bed
was a dream world that he left

eyes, skin, lips, cheeks
we are just these human masks"

Written, performed and recorded by Miles Sievwright
Edited and mastered by Arlyn Culwick
Photo by Nicola Katie Suttle
Cover design by Miles Sievwright and Brent Robert Hill

All Rights Reserved 2020

Human Masks

Miles Sievwright is an independent musician based in Cape Town, South Africa. Beautifully intricate guitar work, rich and entrancing vocal alchemy. Prepare to give your heart to the quiet that's been holding its breath until now.

Shame

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