An incredible soundtrack. Excellent production

quite the journey,.,..never boring...very cool sonics...very textured,,,.great job

Briiliant work. majestic feel to it. Love the contrast between the bell theme and the heavy,gothic elements. Oh yeah! Success.

Old Winter Trees

"The prayer of the shaman to the four directions before beginning any new ceremony". Tuned to 432 Hz.

— This music simply wouldn't exist if it weren't for the wonderful poem and the lovely voice of writer Annie Dieu-Le-Veut. Honored for the invitation to participate in this collaboration.

• Words & Vocals by https://soundcloud.com/annie-dieu-le-veut
© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, November 2023

• Music composed, arranged, performed and produced by Evandro B. Lira aka Vintage Mutation.

WORDS:

I bow to the four directions.

To the East. The red dawn air
Sighing over the China seas,
Blow the nomad trade winds
Along your Silk Road,
Your Bay of Bengal
And swirling pyres of Varanasi,
Through the temples of Tibet
And the spiced Vedic lees.
Bring Vayu's sweet sylphs
To inspire our creativity.

To the West. The deep Atlantic
Heaves and tosses the merrows,
Your swirling whirlpools
And drowned, forgotten reefs
Of mermaids and mer-men
On high waves and farrows.
Bring up from Lir's feet
That purest of aqua cold.
Sail it fast over the Irish sea
And across the Menai roll
To wash away our pain and fear
And heal our troubled souls.

To the North. Soil of our minds,
Your caves of quartz and tourmaline
And your blue melting glaciers
Birthing borates from ice
Under the Borealis, the stars
Circling like glittering brides.
Roll your satyrs and sylvestres
Through the bleak Calanish stones
Over the rivers, brooks and glens,
To the oolite gold of Avalon
It's Thirteen Treasures and gems.

To the South. Cast your castanets
Your smouldering salamanders,
Your fierce Romany cantinas
Your red lipped, red hipped skies,
And your sultry, dusky sun-downers.
When the frangipani and mimosa
Whispers with exotic aroma
And the heart promises ‘Soon’,
Give us the southern comfort,
The tango and the wild fandango
To spark our dancing shoes.

© Annie Dieu-Le-Veut, 2023

The Medicine Wheel | Ft. Annie Dieu-Le-Veut

Kaleidoscope

Lyrics & Vocals: Razzi
Music,Mix and Production: dj baubau

    Razzi - Follow The Dark
        https://soundcloud.com/robbie-rocker/follow-the-dark
    Razzi soundcloud:
        https://soundcloud.com/robbie-rocker

Follow the dark, light is not pure
Its absurd, a cure deterring many kills from the hurt
Distilled and working, a systematic decline
You resign from the time your eyes become blind
To the senseless connotations that your mental reflects
Until you speak the latin language with a poor mans respect
Its all a game, nothing is real
Not even the social definition of love that you feel

I appeal to you and try to make a solid case
You follow pace, deface the mask, deny the rape
A matter of fact the dim shadows form your soul
You've got no control as to where your energy goes
Energy flows lava anger let it explode
And corrode the lines their feeding from your head to your toes
Like a puppet they love it making you jump
Until you feel like nothing more than a waste of your lungs
Now you don't breathe let it all go
Suffocate breathe air is no more

I'm in your mind

My core is dead the spark inside cannot persist
I exist only to witness the sense of this bliss
Dismissed as a failure, done, a bitter shit
A heart ripped, let go slip
More am I more I can know your thoughts
Before you know them and expose them
Making me distraught

Lonely defies hurt, the pain is no more
The key to my love lies in dust heart sore
Blame the fact that I'm filled with emotions displaced
I've abandoned all this hope for the cycles to change

Razzi & dj baubau - Follow The Dark Rmx

Water

The Storyteller by Jeamland & WÜST

Ghost

This is about a lonely doll in a box hidden far away in the attic.  She is dusty and stashed away in the eaves. Her dress is for a princess or a lady, to the manor born.  She has slippers for dancing and lacy petticoats that gently flow with each pirouette.  When the clock chimes in, as dawn breaks, she magically appears.  Ahhhh, there she is... dancing to music in her ear just as the light streams in through the cracks, like a spotlight.  She performs her dance until the light dims, and the music in her ear is silenced.  Then, back in the box she goes, dreaming of her next dance in the spotlight!

Music Dreams
Jennifer L. Jones
October 4, 2024

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