Marsyas

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Tetiana Afanasenko - The Bell

Tout Passe, Tout Lasse, Tout Casse

Tout Lasse

2023-11-10

Everyone Has Already Left

This time I did a collab track based on spoken word. 

Vocals : Kuba Kapral (check his SC : https://soundcloud.com/kubakapral)

Lyrics, made using automatic writing:
"
Kiełbas pożydzenie, kreacja banału w kapryśnym kapuśniaku, kolego, weź paszport, spadamy. Muzyka z dyszy, zakręty, pęta, pętle, kolonizacja mysiej dziury, klony kaktusów, paranoja z nieba, wielkie, wielkie oczy, flagi wzdłuż całego wybrzeża, a na deser głupawka. Witamy w bramie podejrzanych kredek. Wystarczy rzucić kiełbasą. Rzut kiełbasą z gwoździami jako sport narodowy. Śledzie wypływają z durszlaka leżącego na dnie stawu. Dookoła osiedla świecą oknami, mrugają. Ale nikt się nie śmieje. Nikt nie śmie pokroić ciała Chrystusa, choć On o tym marzy. Świeczki na trocie starzeją się szybciej niż… Makrela. Od tego trzeba zacząć. Gołodupne wyścigi do sklepu nocnego kończą się mandatem poselskim. Gdyby nikomu nie chciało się pracować, ten kraj by upadł w pyle, na kolana i wzniósł oczy do nieba, po którym samoloty kręcą się jak owsiki. Tak, jesteśmy w dupie i trzeba przyznać, że nie przyznajemy się do tego. Na całość, pójdziemy, na całość, nawet jak bronimy się przed tym nogami i rękami, idziemy na całość, na czworaka. Kubeł zimnej wody będzie dzielony na trzystu. Kretyna, nasza ostatnia wyspa dostatku. W pałacu ściemniło się, słońce schodzi ze ścian, korytarze prowadzą do pustego oczodołu.
"

Dark palaces (featuring Kuba Kapral)

looking anxiously about

Marsyas' Rebellion

Mesmerizing Girl [Pearl Mix]

[Verse]
I’m chasing shadows in a room full of light,
Trying to be everything you like.
I make the dinner, take the kids to school,
But it never feels like I’m breaking through.

I see the way you look when she walks by,
I hear the silence when I ask why.
I could climb to the moon, but it won’t compare,
To the spell that she casts when she’s standing there.

[Chorus]
There’s nothing like this mesmerizing girl,
No one else can take your world.
I’m just a breath, she’s the storm,
And in your eyes, I’m never more.

I’m always here, but you look away,
Because she’s the one who makes you stay.
There’s nothing like this mesmerizing girl,
And I’ll never be your favorite pearl.

[Verse]
I change my hair, I change my style,
I take the garbage out, I walk the miles.
I feel so small, like I’m made of glass,
And every moment with you, it breaks so fast.

I laugh at your jokes, try to make you see,
But your eyes never turn back to me.
I’m left in the corner, a silent prayer,
While you float to her like she’s the air.

[Chorus]
There’s nothing like this mesmerizing girl,
No one else can take your world.
I’m just a breath, she’s the storm,
And in your eyes, I’m never more.

Mesmerizing Girl [Pearl Mix]

Listen

Melt [Home]

[Verse]
They say I’m special, but it feels like a curse,
Every step I take just makes it worse.
I give my all, but it’s never enough,
While they stand back and call my bluff.
They ask for more, but they don’t see,
That this weight is breaking me.

[Chorus]
I’m climbing, but you’re out of reach,
Giving my heart, but you don’t see.
Chasing fireflies in the night,
I’m burning out, but I still fight.

[Verse 2]
I thought I had friends, thought I had a place,
But they left me here without a trace.
No one wants to hear the truth I know,
So I hide my mind and put on a show.
The more I try, the more I break,
Every smile I fake is a mistake.

[Chorus]
I’m climbing, but you’re out of reach,
Giving my heart, but you don’t see.
Chasing fireflies in the night,
I’m burning out, but I still fight.

[Bridge]
You took my trust and let it fall,
Now I don’t know if I can stand at all.
I’m more than grades and gold,
But you’ll never care to know.

[Chorus]
I’m climbing, but you’re out of reach,
Giving my heart, but you don’t see.
Chasing fireflies in the night,
I’m burning out, but I still fight.

[Outro]
And now I’m falling, falling fast,
But you won’t catch me as I crash.
You loved the light, but feared the dark,
Now I’m the one left with the mark.

Fireflies

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Waves of the Ocean

This track was created for the Naviar Haiku group.
565

https://www.naviarrecords.com/naviarhaiku565-springtime-woods/

2024-10-31

Springtime Woods (Naviarhaiku 565 )

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Note: In light of the recent AI breakthroughs, we feel it's important to clarify that we've been working with voice modulation since the mid-1990s – originally inspired by David Bowie's album Outside. Our approach predates AI-driven tools and is rooted in treating the voice as an instrument, shaped and sculpted through earlier technologies.

We fully understand that questioning authenticity may not be the intention – but it's worth remembering that all electronic music is, by nature, mediated and transformed. Even Nietzsche pointed out how modern tools shape us: inserting paper into a typewriter already creates a distance that handwriting does not. Perhaps birdsong is the only truly authentic sound. 🐦

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