Wonderful piece, beautifully performed 👌👌

Composed easily by our majestic imagery. For sure it found its spot in our live set. Recorded at our home studio after very long training and practicing. We consider this song to be somewhat our pop hit since its solid melody and overall effect. Bittersweet to the taste, it makes you move as well XD

Sorry

DOWN THE LINE
Written, Performed, Produced & Mastered
by Andrew Borderick Coptright AB Music 2021
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zo_Tm55fLsY

ONE DAY IT WAS ALL FOR YOU
LEARN TO GIVE AND TAKE BUT CRY
A BIRTHDAY WISH IS ALL THATS TRUE
A WISHING WELL WITH NO DESIRE

TEN YEARS ON AND TO SMART TO LEARN
ON YOUR BIKE AND LOST IN STUFF
I THINK ABOUT THE SCHOOL DAYS GONE
WHAT WE SEE WE LEARN TO TRY

YOU CAN GIVE THEM LOVE, GIVE THEM ALL THE TIME
SOMETIMES IN THEIR LIFE, THEY WILL FIND

WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET
AND WE'RE PASSING IT DOWN THE LINE
WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET
DOWN THE LINE.........
WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET
DOWN THE LINE.........
WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET
(break)
THE WISE GREY MAN CAN BEARLY HEAR
GRANDCHILD SENDS A TEXT OF LOVE
LOOKING OUT ACROSS THE SEA
HE REMEMBERS HOW HE USED TO BE

YOU CAN GIVE THEM LOVE, GIVE THEM ALL THE TIME
SOMETIMES IN THEIR LIFE, THEY WILL FIND

WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET
AND WE'RE PASSING IT DOWN THE LINE
WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET
DOWN THE LINE.........
WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET
DOWN THELINE.........
WHAT YOU SEE IS WHAT YOU GET

LIFE

DOWN THE LINE

DOWN THE LINE (see info for video link)

I was a bit late to this wonderful party but thankfully the wonderful Hell Feeder team let me in the door. Please check out all the great re-mixes by artists via the Hell Feeder page.

hellfeeder.com/mabon

Heres the background......
The celebration of the Autumnal Equinox, Harvest Home, Mabon, the Feast of the Ingathering, is a modern Pagan ritual of thanksgiving for the fruits of the earth and a recognition of the need to share them to secure the blessings of the Goddess and the God during the coming winter months. The name Mabon was coined by Aidan Kelly around 1970 as a reference to Mabon ap Modron, a character from Welsh mythology. Among the Sabbats, it is the second of the three Pagan harvest festivals, preceded by Lammas / Lughnasadh and followed by Samhain. (Source Wikipedia)

Hell Feeder shared our track Mabon to remix with a number of invited artists from Soundcloud.
These artists were handpicked simply because we were big fans of their creative output.

Below are artist links to those who contributed towards what has proved to be an exciting and eclectic aural project. Thanks to everyone that got involved.

Order Of Thee Octopi @jameshootman
Drown / Backstab @drown-dub @backstabmusic
Blink Twice @blink-twice-archivale
Tuonela @tuonela-1
Negative Headphone @negative-headphone
Grim Heka @grimheka
Insatiable Void @insatiable-void
Lady Of Fire Poetry @ladyofire
Boson Spin @boson_spin
Wayfarer DG @user-996383829
taRka @myrhyum
Enigma Curry @enigmacurry

Hell Feeder - Mabon (No Mates Ensemble Remix)

Im Abendrot is the fourth and final song in Strauss's song cycle, The Four Last Songs. Written just before his death, these songs are set to poems written by Herman Hesse, Joseph Karl Benedikt & Freiherr von Eichendorff. They are widely recognized among the most beautiful music ever written for the soprano voice. 

Vocals by Stacie Eirich, piano by Tom Jesty. Recorded in isolation in 2021, following an online masterclass lead by The Choir of the Earth & Ms. Lucy Cox. 

Links: 
https://www.stacieeirich.com/performance-resume
https://www.choiroftheearth.com/

*Text & Translation below. 

***

Im Abendrot 

Wir sind durch Not und Freude
Gegangen Hand in Hand,
Vom Wandern [ruhn wir beide]1
Nun überm stillen Land.

Rings sich die Thäler neigen,
Es dunkelt schon die Luft,
Zwei Lerchen nur noch steigen
Nachträumend in den Duft.

Tritt her, und laß sie schwirren,
Bald ist es [Schlafenszeit]2,
Daß wir uns nicht verirren
In dieser Einsamkeit.

O weiter stiller Friede!
So tief im Abendrot,
Wie sind wir wandermüde -- 
Ist [das]3 etwa der Tod?

Authorship by Joseph Karl Benedikt, Freiherr von Eichendorff (1788 - 1857), "Im Abendrot"

In the twilight

Through adversity and joy 
We've gone hand in hand;
We rest now from our wanderings
Upon this quiet land.

Around us slope the valleys,
The skies grow dark;
Two larks alone are just climbing,
As if after a dream, into the scented air.

Come here and let them whir past,
For it will soon be time to rest;
We do not wish to get lost
In this solitude.

O wide, quiet peace, 
So deep in the red dusk...
How weary we are of our travels --
Is this perhaps - Death? --

***

*Text & translation is from: https://www.lieder.net/

Im Abendrot (In the Twilight): The Four Last Songs, composed by Richard Strauss

You were my friend

Ethereal, sparse but big. A haunting, eerie song of, well, love essentially, but as it may be experienced if you were just a ghost.
How could one keep interacting? 

No need to be afraid
A breath of air by your right shoulder
Trying to make you feel me
Let you know I'm there
Hear me 
See me 
Know me
Trying to let you know I care
Practising up my poltergeist tricks
But no body makes it so hard
Scratch the back of your neck
Blow a stream in your ear
Pull a single hair
Oh you will know 
I'm always there
I'll think your thoughts as you do
I'll give you mine to think to 
And you will know I'm close 
Through all of time
A breath of air 
By your right shoulder
Trying to make you feel me
Let your know I'm there
See everything
Hear every sound
Get the feel of your surroundings
Practising up my poltergeist tricks
But no body makes it so hard
Scratch the back of your neck
Pull a single hair
I'll think your thoughts as you do
And you will know
A breath of air
A breath of by your right shoulder
Trying to make you feel me
I'm just a ghost 
Behind your right shoulder

3 Just A Ghost

This track was created in response to someone's inquiry about what our sonic interpretation would be of Robert Frost's poem, The Road Not Taken. We felt this tied into our planned topic for our upcoming release of Acceptance, perfectly.
We all "find ourselves" at the proverbial "fork in the road," throughout our lives. We can choose to sit there and "drown" or become "paralyzed" in worries about which fork will be "the right one," while trying to "sift through the evidence" of what's worked well for others... or we can do what simply feels right for us, radical Acceptance of Self. 
Additional choices will have to be made by us, upon reaching each impending upcoming fork, and we can become more "in tune" with the wisdom we've gained in life... looking at everything we know, everything we thought we knew, everything we want to learn, experience, feel, express, etc. and realize maybe the purpose of C19 "on a grander scale" was to help us realize the brevity of life, what's truly important to us underneath everything... all the judgments, fears, facades, aka... the absolute BS... and help hopefully more people figure out it's up to each of us to set boundaries we want and deserve for healthier living. 
If we want all people within our life purview to respect and honor us with honesty, loving, and fully supportive relationships, etc. then, we need to set the boundaries of intention to not be treated as a game, as an option, etc. no matter the relationship type. It's up to us to make our wants and needs of support known to those within our circles and make the necessary changes when we are shown anything "less than" what we know and have stated in clear, (not uncertain or "disguised" terms or methodologies,) we need. Stating what we want or need and honor those who have the forthright energy and awareness to tell us exactly what they want and need and whether they are in alignment with our wants, needs, goals in living healthily... and make the best decision for us. 
The frequent misinterpretation of Robert Frost's poem is The Road Not Taken has changed to The Road Less Travelled, whereby folks believe in one fork or path is better than the other. Evidently, that was not Mr. Frost's intention, as this poem was a sort of mockery at a friend's indecisiveness and choosing military service; and where because of his indecisiveness, in part, it caused his friend's swift demise. Therefore... for me/us, our interpretation is to simply not stand "forever" at the forks in the road. Don't be dwelling upon every shoulda, coulda, woulda... but, know who we are, stand firm in all we are, know what and who it is we want in our life, and be bold and brave enough to clearly and decisively tell them... not play games or "try to protect ourselves" from potentially being turned away, having our feelings hurt by being "rejected" which is never truly about us anyway... it's about each of us being who we are and feeling and living fully into ourselves being who we are called to BE and HOW we are called to BE. So much of life can be spent in riddles and going in circles; but, if we'd stop "spinning our wheels" and simply choose the fork that we are drawn towards... it is ALWAYS the right one, at the right time, going the direction for the life lessons we need in that timeframe. The roads are similar and may often go towards the same destination. It's all about the different lessons and scenery we'll see along the way. Some may have more waterside, some more rocky cliffs or terrain; but, it doesn't make one any less beautiful or worth taking. Our forks are the forks that spoke to us in each moment, new forks always arise... and one may eventually traverse towards the same path or road we chose not to initially take, if and when the timing is right for us. Until then, follow the fork or road of our heart's whisper... it doesn't ever steer us wrong. Even in the potholes along the way... there can BE BEautiful reflections in the puddles from any rain.

Road Not Taken

Heyo! This is a very light take on a kind of a compact-built, melodic composition. Hope you like it. :) Cheers!

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And um, because maybe you don't know - Soundcloud searches completely omit regular hashtags, so i'll just type them here, because Soundcloud searches only scan the inside of this description box, but not hashtags... (it's a confirmed info) 

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Sun and Snow

A Bill, Boon and Tom collab
Three differents univeres contained in one world, ours
Thanks to my skilled and dedicated teammates

Guitars-https://soundcloud.com/boon-suzuki?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing
Vocals-https://soundcloud.com/user-233624083?utm_source=clipboard&utm_medium=text&utm_campaign=social_sharing

Random Of Bliss

lnfinite spirit open the way for the divine design of my life to manifest
Let the genius within me now be released let me see clearly the perfect plan
l am healthy, l am wealthy, l am effective 
My live evolves 
My purpose unfolds

l love dancing constellations 
88 sways to slay
Celestial choir swingin 
Wingin cross the milky way

l fly so high 
Up in the sky
The gods are winkin'
The stars are twinklin'
The universe gifts me a kiss
Let it go - let it go - let it go
Let it go - let it go - let it go 
Ride a random of bliss 
Let it go

l howl my way thru lupus 
Fox trot vulpecula
Do the horse thru the pass of pegasus 
Pump it up in antlia

l fly so high 
Up in the sky
The gods are winkin'
The stars are twinklin'
The universe gifts me a kiss
Let it go - let it go - let it go
Let it go - let it go - let it go 
Ride a random of bliss 
Let it go

Let it go - let it go - let it go

l fly so high 
Up in the sky
The gods are winkin' 
The stars are twinklin'
The universe gifts me a kiss
Let it go 
Let it go

Random Of Bliss - with W. E. Bartolotta & Boon Hidefumi Suzuki

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Clair de Lune - For Piano & Flute - Suite Bergamasque - Claude Debussy

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Writer, Singer, Dreamer. Music brings hope in darkness, poetry sheds light in verses.

Im Abendrot (In the Twilight): The Four Last Songs, composed by Richard Strauss

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