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Original Track & Music by SENNID
https://soundcloud.com/sennid/sennid-irieweb-sounds-zion-high-20125-riddim
Remixed by IRIEWEB SOUNDS
Rastafarian Reggae Tune!
Titled:Zion High
Lyrics and singing by : Sennid
Riddim Mix and Mastering by : IRIEWEB SOUNDS
Inspired by : JAH RASTAFARI H.I.M. HAILE SELASSIE I 1st

"Zion High - SENNID" Jungle ReMix 20125 Riddim Edited

"The beatings. The coldness. You never saw a smile."

Jimmy Stewart recounts experiences which are piercingly harrowing - but not uncommon.

He is one of thousands of survivors of institutions for children in Northern Ireland, where abuse of young residents was widespread.

When he was eight, Jimmy was taken into Nazareth Lodge in Belfast - a place he quietly describes as "a nightmare".

His mother had died of cancer, aged 32. His father was deaf and unable to speak.

"Though he tried to look after us, he couldn't," Jimmy says.

He remembers the nun who met him and his younger brother Patrick at the door called them "wee mongrels".

The boys didn't know what that meant at the time, but later learned it was a reference to his parents' mixed marriage - one was a Catholic, the other a Protestant.

Jimmy Stewart remembers getting "the mother and father of all beatings" after he ran at a nun when she was physically abusing his younger brother, Patrick.

The vivid nature of his memories are clear when he describes how a nun beat him "with her weapon of choice - a rung from a baby's cot, with piping and light blue paint on it".

Explaining how he became an alcoholic, Jimmy says: "If you ask anyone who's a heavy drinker, they'll tell you that you don't dream in a drunken sleep.

"You don't have nightmares. You don't have flashbacks. It numbs you. Keeps all that stuff away. Until the point it's going to kill you. Which it nearly did to me."

He describes spending "three years behind a locked door in my own house".

"I hadn't bathed or shaved. I think the last three months I spent in the same bathrobe."

He began to recover after he went into hospital.

But his older brother, Victor, "drank himself to death".

Jimmy becomes particularly emotional when he talks about how Victor was "so much changed" by what happened in Rubane House.

"We were always close. But those years took it out of us."

As an adult, Victor "couldn't discuss it - he probably didn't think there was any help for him".

Jimmy regrets deeply that Victor hasn't lived to hear the state apology.

Lyrics.

Hello little mongrel
Come on in
This is just the place
To cure you of your sin

We'll beat you black and blue
With whatever comes to hand
You'll learn to obey
All of our demands

I drink to hide the flashbacks
I drink to numb my mind
Therapy's no good for me
I'm afraid what I will find

You took me and my brothers
Took us down to hell
We never had a smile or love
Became an empty shell

I can't believe in afterlife
I wish I could at times
They'd throw you in the darkest place
To pay for all your crimes

I drink to hide the flashbacks
I drink to numb my mind
Therapy's no good for me
I'm afraid what I will find

You got away with everything
Now you're not here to find
The children trusted to your care
You left broken and maligned

Suffer The Little Children

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A Guardian of Truth and Justice (A white Messenger from the Past)

My AcoustaTronic abbreviated take on another Dylan Classic Tune. I only included Verses 1-5, because like so many Dylan songs, the Original was quite lengthy. Featured on Dylan's masterful 'Blood On The Tracks' Album - 1975. Written during a creative period of his separation and divorce from first wife, Sara. The title may have been taken from a lyric in Creedence Clearwater Revival’s seminal 1970 hit, “Who’ll Stop The Rain.”
Shelter From The Storm
Original Song and Lyrics - Bob Dylan
'Twas in another lifetime, one of toil and blood
When blackness was a virtue the road was full of mud
I came in from the wilderness, a creature void of form
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
And if I pass this way again, you can rest assured
I'll always do my best for her, on that I give my word
In a world of steel-eyed death, and men who are fighting to be warm
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Not a word was spoke between us, there was little risk involved
Everything up to that point had been left unresolved
Try imagining a place where it's always safe and warm
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
I was burned out from exhaustion, buried in the hail
Poisoned in the bushes an' blown out on the trail
Hunted like a crocodile, ravaged in the corn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Suddenly I turned around and she was standin' there
With silver bracelets on her wrists and flowers in her hair
She walked up to me so gracefully and took my crown of thorns
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Now there's a wall between us, somethin' there's been lost
I took too much for granted, I got my signals crossed
Just to think that it all began on an uneventful morn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it's doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
I've heard newborn babies wailin' like a mournin' dove
And old men with broken teeth stranded without love
Do I understand your question, man, is it hopeless and forlorn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
In a little hilltop village, they gambled for my clothes
I bargained for salvation and she gave me a lethal dose
I offered up my innocence I got repaid with scorn
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Well, I'm livin' in a foreign country but I'm bound to cross the line
Beauty walks a razor's edge, someday I'll make it mine
If I could only turn back the clock to when God and her were born
Come in, she said
I'll give ya shelter from the storm
Source: LyricFind
Songwriters: Bob Dylan
Shelter from the Storm lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Sunny Beaches

Shelter From The Storm - AcoustaTronic

Shelter From The Storm

Music: Gebr.K
Guitars, Synthis, Bass: JayKay
Vocals: Xian3
Text edition: Xian3
Lyrics: Franz Kafka

Homecoming is a narrative in the form of a parable from the estate of Franz Kafka. The narrative, which is only twenty sentences long, begins with the words: "I have returned" and occasionally appears under this title, was written down by Kafka in 1920 in a quarto notebook.



I have returned, 
I have passed under the arch and am looking around. 
It’s my father’s old yard. The puddle in the middle. Old, useless tools, jumbled together, 
block the way to the attic stairs. 
The cat lurks on the banister. 
A torn piece of cloth, once twisted around 
a stick in a game, 
flutters in the breeze. 

I have arrived. 
Who is going to receive me? 
Who is waiting behind the kitchen door? 
Smoke is rising from the chimney, 
coffee is being made for diner.

Do you feel you belong, do you feel at home? 
I don’t know, I feel most uncertain.
 
My father’s house it is, 
but each object stands cold beside the next, 
as though preoccupied with its own affairs,
which I have partly forgotten, partly never known.
What use can I be to them, what do I mean to them, even though 
I am the son of my father, 
the old farmer? 
And I don’t dare knock at the kitchen door, 
I only listen from a distance,

I only listen from a distance, 
standing up, in such a way 
that I cannot be taken by surprise as an eavesdropper. 
And since I am listening from a distance, 
I hear nothing but a faint striking of the clock 
passing over from childhood days,

but perhaps I only think I hear it. 
Whatever else is going on in the kitchen 
is the secret of those sitting there, 
a secret they are keeping from me. 
The longer one hesitates before the door, 
the more estranged one becomes. 
What would happen if someone were to open the door now 
and ask me a question? 
Would not I myself then behave like the one 
who wants to keep his secret?”

I have returned („Homecoming“, F.Kafka 1920) feat. Xian3

This is an alternate mix of IPG1's Heavy Magic.   This was my original direction with this tune  - more funky and electronic, but the previous mix idea hit me and I couldn't put it down until it was done.  Now they're both done.  enjoy!

As usual...
IPG1/TMS -
soundcloud.com/texmex-shaman/sets/tms-and-ipg1

Check out the producers playlist here
soundcloud.com/ipg1/sets/heavy-magic-producers-playlist

and the original vocal here
soundcloud.com/ipg1/sets/

Heavy Magic
lyrics/vocal - IPG1
music/mix/production -TexMex Shaman

Gimme that mic----- once committed there's no limit
My true friend to the end----and I'm in it to win it
Putting art to the verse-----it's simply amazing
From the start I traverse the bars----fired up and blazing
Spit a bar and rehearse----- but --son----Still not done
Pull another out the air--------where'd that verse come from
Could it be that easy-----------that's a conundrum
Don't believe what you're hearing---- not until I'm all done
Ride the bars of the track -----without hesitation
Provide a look back ----for future generations
There's a real simple answer -----to this equations
IPG1's on the mic---and he rock the nation

-----driven ------impulsive ------true that
------ given -----prospective----got that
-------proven----progressive----on track
------infusing the message------ that's pure fact
------unforgiving ---unrelenting---like close combat
Pass me the mic and then——step the fuck back
It’s the underground————baby—a total—-power pack
———Underground ---domain--YEAH!---don't forget that-----
--Precision on the mic no regrets—-bitch I said it
------if I said it--- it's so --you better know
Come on let's get it--let's go----let's go--
living the——-highs ———as well as the lows
Keys from the underground—-Anything goes
Apts to the penthouse---yeah----maybe so—- but I’m
Trading the jeep for a Rolls —- just so you know
freedom of choice——-come on let’s go
Making my own laws——-so———fuck five-O
fuck five-O

——————-Cause there’s ----- no where to go but Up from the bottom
The art the craft the skillzzzz---yeah I gottem
Erupting from the pressure-----so� follow the flow
And I ain’t gonna stop until the whole hill glows
————-until the whole hill glows
Chorus
Little did they all know
ready from the word go
a born leader ——was never —-meant to follow
Creative—-innovator ——- that skill set you can borrow
￼a hustlers a schemer——i’mer holler back tomorrow

****
Incinerate trackss———￼That’s legendary
Life’s....all —business—-so —-it’s necessary
Mind body and spirit—-the souls outta body——...
Flame on —-ignite the fires—- then I’m gone
Game on—-Been fighting the fight ——since I was born
Turn up—- haters—you been —informed
Aims on —target—- I don’t miss —-forewarned
Dream on—— think you nice like this——-ahhh—come on

bringing fire to the game
Ignition to the flames
Pyro the name----No Hype—morals or- shame
going hard———just so —-you all know
If I crash and burn—-flame on —————-It’s just pyro
Bring it full circle—-ignition to the flame
Spark a fire——once it’s lit————it will ——never be the same

Explicit

Heavy Magic (alt mix) - with IPG1

Night on the Sea 

Breeze at fifteen
The hours before dawn
My clothing is warm
Waves & moon urge us on
		
Open gloved hands 
Grip the leather bound wheel
Helm gentle and firm
The path that we steer
 
Chasing a Star
Red Binnacle Glow
Off watch crew
sleeping below
                    
Chute’s full & curling
3 quarters up the luff 
If there’s more to life… 
Well… this is Enough                                                           

In that moment
Rushing with Gaia
Mammalian breath
whispers in our wake 


But still I’m 
Standing on a Whale
Fishing for minnows
Dining on minnow
I wish for whale

Eyes turn to flashes
Closing from the horizon
20 knot dolphins
arrive alongside

I drive and wonder
About Love and Desire
All of it 
Born on the blue

Of Mind and matter
Of breeze and fire
In constant motion
Sails held on a clew

Dreams are tid bits, 
post cards and mail
Sent by eternity		
From beyond
This sparkling night on the sea

But still I’m
Standing on a whale	
Fishing for minnows	
Dining on minnow
Wishing for whale

Standing on a whale
Fishing for minnows	
Dining on minnow
Wishing for whale...

Night On The Sea

Rastafarian Reggae tune!!
titled: You See it Too
lyrics and singing by: Sennid
riddim mix and mastering by: IrieWeb Sounds
inspired by: JAH RASTAFARI H.I.M. HAILE SELASSIE I 1st

SENNID & IRIEWEB SOUNDS - YOU SEE IT TOO!!

Very delighted to present my first collaboration with fellow ambient guitarist Ray aka Wodwo (@user-364196783-552705040), which we started and completed in July 2022 by sending recordings to and fro. Everything you hear is guitar or electric bass.

Ray also posted the tune on his profile: https://soundcloud.com/user-364196783-552705040/germ-wodwo-encym

Enjoy!

Germ [Wodwo & encym]

YEAAAA!! I REALLY REALLY ENJOYED MAKING THIS INSTRUMENTAL, I HOPE Y'ALL ENJOY IT TOO! I WISH Y'ALL MUCH LOVE, KINDESS FOR U & PEACE! XOXOXO!

KRAE-    ~"LIES THEY TOLD"~                                        _INSTRUMENTAL_FOR NOW HEHE

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