MTD Mixtape October 2020

Broken Lamps - The Ritual
From the album Kaleidoscope
Available at:
https://brokenlamps.bandcamp.com/album/kaleidoscope

All music written and performed by Broken Lamps 
Engineered and produced by Eric Bowr 
Recorded and mixed at 
ENM Sound Studios

Kaleidoscope

ENM007

Bandcamp

The Ritual

All Instruments By Martin Reed,
Produced By Martin Reed.

This is an Emergency

You might like to watch a video for this track at https://youtu.be/gEGUNGA_sKo or https://vimeo.com/465584816

This was primarily an ambient track, but then a harmonic and rhythmic content showed up in my mind, and a couple of lines of lyrics immediately followed, so I guess it turned to be some kind of experimental ethnic desert blues... I don't know whether I'm right or wrong, I'm not so good at labelling music.
It's all about Africa, quite obviously. What if the same panic that many people in Western countries are experiencing now because of COVID-19 was a permanent condition? What if beside epidemics we had to face wars, famines, poverty, rapes, violence and structural corruption every single day of our life? I had these and other questions in my mind while recording this tune...

Teth Sin : acoustic guitars, vocals, Cretan lyra, samplers

Original composition, arrangement, lyrics, mix, mastering & cover artwork design by Teth Sin

What About Africa?

"A cry for help"

"Help!"

Original photograph: Some chairs last week by Geoff Descartes

Published on SC 7 October 2020

A moment without doubt

Our cover of Einstürzende Neubauten's song. Please listen to the wonderful and sublime original: https://soundcloud.com/einsturzende-neubauten/heaven-is-of-honey

Heaven is of Honey

I don't know how I got here
I'm not sure who I am
I think I'm caught in the in-between
We are all here together
Our bodies are made of stars
We are all here together
Our bodies are made of stars

Clintmusic 9

Fever Dream

Across The Sky

composition, additional fixings, final mix & master of all elements & artwork:
Enigma Curry @enigmacurry

lyrics, vocals, their pre-mix & cover design:
Mariam Zohra D : Myrh

original instrumental here: https://soundcloud.com/enigmacurry/soaring

lyrics weaved from these four poems: 
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/02/24/our-work/
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/10/02/completely/
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/06/29/i-rest-my-heels/
https://nothingispersonal.wordpress.com/2016/02/27/once-we-were-trees/

OUR WORK
______________
Objects get lost
Thoughts vanish unfathomed
Feelings are so often disguised.

Chiselling off the surface…

In the grip of tools
our hope, like rock, is dust –
Almost soft.

Pound dried to packed dust
packed form to particle.

If this dust is not buried, lost in our fears
or tossed to the wind.
If the dust is rich with our will,
Our meal it shall be.

COMPLETELY
_________________
even though you’re free
you still have to offer yourself
completely

to me

i know you are free as the fleeting snow flake;
who knows your destiny?
who among us could judge your faith?

how can i be so dear to you?
how do you dare to be at my side?

even though you are free
you still have to offer yourself
completely.

I REST MY HEELS
______________
shadow is falling beloved…
this shadow of mine
is falling, finally,
at your feet…

i have traveled far on mine;
and with my face to your bare toes, I rest my heels

ONCE WE WERE TREES
________________________
once when we were trees
up on the hill
our branches touched
our roots embraced
and together, we held the soil.

soaring root | myrcury

An instrumental version of the Natt Brus smash hit, the lead guitar impetuously recorded by Admiral Krank while lyrics and vocals were in the works. This version posted here with the kind permission of the Sacred Order of Zoroastrian Gyrations. Please check it out, if you haven't already- or, if you have, wouldn't it be great to give it another spin? 
https://soundcloud.com/natt_brus/tasmanian-devil?ref=clipboard&p=a&c=0

Rhythm Guitar, bass-Nic
Drums, organ- Monkey Blood Lowdown Lead Guitar- Admiral Krank 

Copyright © 2020. Jesus Got Good Taste Records. All Sights Perverse. 

Tazmanian Devil (Natt Brus Collab)

_____________________
Transcendental meditation or cumulative life adversities may both lead
to ego death. For example, at the vantage point of crisis when no 
reprieve seems in sight sometimes we feel lost inside an inner universe 
and our senses intermingle, giving us a chance to reach out to an unexpected
reality. Just like the (fake?) lost cosmonaut whose voice can be heard
at the end of this track (sampled from youtu.be/E2EtIKnxB2o), we
then feel that our identity and individuality are about to explode, and
we merge into cosmic energy, be it a temporary or permanent experience. 
The sound of the inner voice informs the body, mind, soul, spirit, both 
the objective and subjective points of perception and we remember that 
inside ourselves there is a microcosm of resource as vast as the cosmos. 
That is to … see (a) sound. A nugget of pure wisdom & guidance.

Original composition, mix and mastering by Teth Sin @teth-sin :
samplers, synthesizers, electric/acoustic/bass guitars, bağlama, final
vocal arrangement/mix

Lyrics, vocals & their pre-mix, cover design
Mariam Zohra D : Myrh @myrhyum

Still shot by Michael Louw

LYRICS:

i see a sound, sound
see a sound
see a sound?

smile at the mirror (your) one true love is lookin!

oh your true love is looking
do you see her eyes?

do you see a sound?
a sound?

i mean do they know?
i mean do they know? oh?
i mean do they know? oh?
do they know? i mean do they know? oh?
oh!!
do they know?
do they know?

oh hey do I see a sound?
see a sound
smile!
see what tomorrow - let her sing back to you
so do you hear the sound?
sound, sound
do you see? hear? a sound?
a sound! sound! a sound!
see a , see a
sound! sound!
oh oh a sound! a sound!!

singing back to you...
so smile...

See a Sound

See A Sound | Teth Sin f. Myrh

Best Laid Plans

Another track from my new album "Was This Written"

Join me in the comfort of this candle light
That flickers like the stars
The stars
Trust in what you’re feeling and I'll
Take away those everlasting scars
Those scars
Hold my hand a little tighter tonight
My heart has never ventured out this far
This far

I never knew that I had wings
Before I met you
You bring this bird to life
And you let him fly

Let's stay above the clouds a while
Forget the world below
Below
We'll let the wind force the tears from our eyes as we
Set our site upon magic worlds unknown
Unknown

I never knew that I had wings
Before I met you
You bring this bird to life
And you let him fly
I never believed I could really sing
Until I met you
You bring this bird to life
And the sky is ours tonight

So we'll let the wind force the tears from our eyes
And set our site upon magic worlds unknown
Unknown

I never knew that I had wings
Before I met you
You bring this bird to life
And you let him fly
I never believed I could really sing
Until I met you
You bring this bird to life
And the sky is ours tonight

Wings

Recorded in February 2006. The lyrcis are taken from the Nobel lecture  held by Mohamed ElBaradei in Oslo City Hall, 2005. 
All done by Jan Lilleberg

Bury the bomb (2006)

This was originally titled Exit Stage Left, a little instrumental I had composed until nic @nic_nic_nic did a total remix of it and added vocals.  

Here is a link to nic's version : Listen to Cold like Death (mahanic) by nic on #SoundCloud
https://soundcloud.app.goo.gl/C5Mg

Exit Stage Left; a Prelude to a Cold Like Death

memories of planet / project Muteia, but in an alternate universe

https://soundcloud.com/muterial/muteia

Ultema

Soar Protomix 3

A quick ode to creativity. Dedicated to all you Soundcloud creators:

Lyrics:
You know I end up in the ditch
More often than not
I've thrown my hat into the ring
With you crazy, strange lot
When I see danger
I steer right into it
A suburban Dadaist with store bought beats
Fighting through the apathy
While I'm spilling all my drinks
Oh my thoughts, they will not stop
My thoughts they will not stop
When I think of everything I've lost
My thoughts they will not stop

When I see the basement of the blues
You know it's true
I'm a suburban Dadaist with some store bought beats
Spilling all my dreams
Oh my thoughts, they will not stop
My thoughts they will not stop
When I think of everything I've got
My thoughts they will not stop...

A Suburban Dadaist With Some Store Bought Beats

Five concepts dropped through the letterbox this morning. Here's one of them. Drum programming and Mix - Diarmuid Mac Diarmada.

Guess What (Diarmuid MacDiarmada Mix)

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