Name: Got to Be by Orchids and Angell
Duration: 4 min 52 s
Description: Saturday night in February session... Just a quickie I thought Id finish but eh.. moving on... Open to anyone wanting to add to it, just ping me.

Futuristic elements & a stand alone sound!! <3

Master Jazz.   Produced by  MMbeats

Saturday night in February session... Just a quickie I thought Id finish but eh.. moving on... Open to anyone wanting to add to it, just ping me.

Open for Collaboration

Got to Be

“Luster”
Ambient/LoFi track from my eastern LoFi LAB.
Enjoy it!
Cover photo: Arpad Kajel https://www.facebook.com/arpikirandul

Luster

Roar (or Get Up On Your Hind Legs)

09.05.2024 Nice S

According to the alchemists of old, there are four different kinds of fire: celestial fire, earthly fire, elemental fire … and secret fire. This song is about the secret fire. 

I'm very grateful to @APi_ZZ for setting my words to such captivating music. 

Words and vocals: Annie Dieu-Le-Veut
Copyright © Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, May 2024 

Music and cover art: APi_ZZ 
Copyright © APi_ZZ (Andreas Pirner) May 2024 

When Prometheus stole the fire from Olympus, 
It wasn’t a nova that illumined his course, 
Neither peat of hearth, nor flames from forge; 
Or passion smouldering in his phallic horn. 
All these fires already by man were availed. 
No, it was the secret fire, 
That no mortal man ever saw unveiled.

Now the ziggurats are scarlet with blood, 
Inanna's chalice, snatched from her hand, 
Pours into the Tigris, the Euphrates, the Nile, the flood. 
Hierodules torn from purple sheets 
Sold in the market like prostitutes. 
The Mysteries parsed through cost benefit sheets, 
And twisted to fit by men in black suits.

If Forethought was there, what was his reasoning? 
The collapse of His-story, the church and the steeple? 
To bring the Black Swan and open Pandora's Box? 
Now refugees swarm like Sea Peoples of old, 
From the cruel bloodbaths of Masters of War, 
And Lady Victory turns away her cheek, 
Refusing to grace such monstrous cheats.

The moral of His-story? There are no morals anymore.
They quickly followed all sense of decency, 
as it was jettisoned out the door… and yet… 
It is the only boat back to shore.
So take it, or be lost at sea, 
In the deluge sent by those Olympians of old 
And understand, now, all those who can, 
in order to be a god, you must first learn to be a man.

 I speak of the secret fire, flash of enlightenment, 
The wise serpents of divine lightning. 
It made Saul fall from his horse; 
In the Upper Room, struck the twelve apostles. 
The grace, the Shekinah, to us was delivered 
By one chained to a rock, while a crowned eagle 
Pecked away at his liver.

When Prometheus stole the fire from Olympus, 
It wasn’t a nova that illumined his course, 
Neither peat of hearth, nor flames from forge; 
Or passion smouldering in his phallic horn. 
All these fires already by man were availed. 
It was, now you know, the secret fire, 
That no mortal man ever saw unveiled.

Secret Fire

Birds Over The Sea

Strictly Human Pseudo Stories

Upside Down

Taken from Track 3 of Mahan's 'Pick&Mix EP. 

Mahan switches it up as we change to UK garage ford the 3rd instalment on this EP. 




Bandcamp 

Mahan - UKG54

Vanilla

WHO’S THAT KNOCKIN ON MY BACK DOOR
LIKE THE WAY I DONE BEFORE
WHO’S THAT KNOCKIN LIKE I WAS BACK THEN

WHAT YOU LOOKIN FOR ANYWAY 
WE'VE SAID ALL THERE IS  TO SAY
THERE AINT NO ONE LEFT TO BLAME

YOU KNOW I NEVER MEANT
TO  BRING YOU DOWN
BUT OUR KARMA BABY  WAS SO UNEVEN
THAT’S HOW I COULD RELAX
WITHOUT THE GUILT OF KNOWIN HOW YOU CRIED
FROM THE STRING OF LIES YOU SPUN  INSIDE YOUR HEAD 
and that’s why

NOW YOUR KNOCKIN ON MY BACK DOOR
LIKE THE WAY I'VE DONE BEFORE
NOW YOU’RE KNOCKIN LIKE I WAS BACK THEN 
aint gonna let you in

REMEMBER WHAT YOU SAID
WHEN YOU TOLD ME THAT I WOULDN'T UNDERSTAND
CERTAIN PEOPLE ARE JUST SMARTER
WELL HOW COULD I FORGET
WHEN I KNEW  YOU WERE TALKING ‘BOUT ME
SO MUCH WISDOM IN YOUR SYMPATHY

BUT WHO’S THAT KNOCKIN ON MY BACK DOOR
LIKE THE WAY I'VE DONE BEFORE
WHO’S THAT LOOKIN LIKE I WAS BACK THEN

WHAT YOU LOOKIN HERE FOR ANYWAY
THERE AINT NOTHIN LEFT TO SAY
YOU’RE JUST LOOKIN FOR SOMEONE TO BLAME

OH DARLING YOU CAN’T GO BLAMING ME FOR YOU
‘CAUSE YOU GOT TO FEEL LIKE A FOOL
I KNOW
BUT IT AINT ME BABY
YOU GOTTA LOOK INTO YOURSELF
IF YOU WANNA FIND SOMEONE TO BLAME

SO STOP THAT HANGIN BY MY BACK DOOR
LIKE THE WAY I DONE BEFORE
NOW YOU’RE LOOKIN LIKE I WAS BACK THEN
AND I’M WONDERIN WONDERIN
WHAT YOU LOOKIN FOR ANYWAY
WE’VE SAID ALL THERE IS TO SAY
THERE AINT NO ONE 
LEFT TO BLAME

I Still Want To Marry You- (Featuring Cassandra Reed)

Orchids and Angell is an ongoing and ever-changing musical project that I developed so that I could rotate vocalist (Orchids) through at different times and continue down a single path of discovery with as little friction as possible in the mechanics of getting tracks to our listeners. I am a Composer/Producer/Engineer/Computer Scientist as well as an avid electronic music enthusiast and artist with over 25 years of experience in audio production and sound design. I have been working furiously to find time to foster and regenerate my passion for musical composition, and I think I may have found a path forward. I've had nearly a 16-year break from writing/playing with a lot of life in between (three beautiful girls) and I'm just so grateful that I've found my way back to enjoying my greatest passion once again. Feel free to reach out to me anytime! I hope this is just the beginning of a wonderful journey into discovering even more about the sensation of tone.

Cheers, Cary

Got to Be

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