No Earthly Business in a Maine Hayfield

Jennie Tidwell-Just a Simple Man(3).mp3

I wrote this a couple of days ago, sitting at my piano among the packing boxes.  It was just a flow of feelings piece.  I let it flow through my hands and out through the piano, trying to express my feelings of sadness at leaving this beautiful place and excitement at heading north for a new adventure by the sea in Northumberland. Just because we can and why not give it a try, get some sea air, walk on the beach, listen to the waves.  Apologies this is a warts and all recording on my phone with an occasional hesitation while I work out where I’m going.  I hope you enjoy the journey.

Preparing for Flight. Piano Instrumental.

Reap What You Sow

I sent this track to Janine and she agreed to add her vocal magic to it. ! Then life happened, (in other words I screwed up) and I lost the original stems and all we had was my not so strerophonic track and Jenine's vocal tracks. Janine sent the whole mess to Russ(@russell-sinfield #ChaosCookhouse) and asked him to do his magic, and he sure did! It sounds great. Thank you Russell!!

You Reap What You Sow

Music: @mahan-mahan
Lyrics, Voice, Vocal Melody: @janinelevinson
Rescue mix: @russell-sinfield. #ChaosCookhouse

Born alone
Always by yourself
The choices that you make will put you on the road to heaven
When you’re alone
You surprise yourself
The chances that you take just point you in a bad direction

There’s one thing you should know
You will reap just what you sow
But you feel sorry for yourself
And you blame somebody else
You just feel sorry for yourself
Sorry

There you go
Thinking of yourself
Imagine what would happen if you looked past your reflection
Home alone
Always by yourself
The headlines that you write
Just point us in the wrong direction

As if you didn’t know
That you reap just what you sow
But you feel sorry for yourself
So you just might go to hell by yourself

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Reap What You Sow ~ Janine Levinson | Mahan²

Melomania

Myrddin Wyllt

Just felt like a little bit of jazzy swing....

Released 1 Nov 2022

Spotify

Hold Me Close Baby

All I Want for Christmas Is You" is a song recorded by American singer Mariah Carey for her fourth studio album and first holiday album, Merry Christmas (1994). Written and produced by Carey and Walter Afanasieff, the song was released as the lead single from the album on October 29, 1994. The track is an uptempo love song that includes bell chimes, backing vocals and synthesizers. The song has become a Christmas standard and continues to surge in popularity each holiday season.

This Version was created by Robert Brogan! Dont forget to like, follow, subscribe, and add ALL your favorite songs to your playlists! Thanks for listening!

Robert Brogan

All I want for Christmas Is you

We’re on our way!!! In the positive 🤩

It’s All Downhill From Here

Out of the Box November 2022
Young women talking on the fringes of Alien Dimensions...

Elusive World #2

Hello,le Studio Bidouille Productions et moi-même ,nous vous souhaitons un joyeux Noël et de bonnes fêtes de fin d'année par le biais de cette petite "parodie musicale!!!". Continuons toute et tous à faire notre musique,c'est à mon avis,le meilleur médicament et remède pour soulager les "maux" de notre vieille boule!!!!! Musicalement vôtre....

Joyeux Noël.

Inspiring dreams and change with upbeat indie sound 

The Other Way Spotify

THE OTHER WAY

Prophet of End Times is not a name — it’s a diagnosis. A statement of intent. A trigger. A warning.

For those paying close attention, this project began long before the music arrived. Long before the signals were transmitted. Long before the world tilted past its breaking point and pretended it hadn’t noticed.

This isn’t performance. It’s process. It’s prophecy by distortion, melody through the ruins, dissonance weaponized. A mosaic of failed systems and burned timelines, rebuilt in layers of noise and silence.

You’re hearing architecture. You’re listening to strategy. Every frequency, every glitch, every warped harmony carries data. Every lyric is a crack in the wall.

Somewhere in the signal:
a map.
a message.
a matchstick.

You are not expected to understand immediately. You are expected to pay attention.

Because nothing here is arbitrary.
Not the song titles. Not the sound choices. Not the silences.
Not even this bio.

There are people who will find this. Who will feel something they can’t name. Who will know where to dig.

Not all puzzles look like puzzles.
Not all transmissions arrive decoded.
Not all prophets wear robes.

Some wear scars.
Some wear static.
Some just press “upload.”

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Class: Classified
Genre: Post-industrial occult pop / strategic subversion / experimental prophecy
Mood: Unsettling / revelatory / confrontational
File under: surveillance bait, musical sigil, metaphysical warfare
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For entertainment purposes only.
All coincidences are intentional.
You were warned.

Artifacts: BGlueYml0Lmx5LzJ0aGVzc2Fsb25pYW5zMngxLTEy