doritos intro extended

FINKSÄRS

My first solo song in a little bit…


Cover art by Henk Monster, CC BY 3.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0>, via Wikimedia Commons

Antarctic Dark

This is for my beautiful granddaughter Aliyah, who has just learned to crawl. 
 

Acoustic and Electric guitars: Jonathan Beckenstein @jonathan_beckenstein
Song, keys, bass and everything else, 2020 Janine Levinson

Birdwatching 

Point your eyes up to the trees and keep your ears wide open
Stand right next to me and keep your mouth closed
Stay light on your feet and hear the whip a whip a whistle
Stand right next to me and keep your mouth closed!

I promise you it’s worth your time  and now the part that matters
Is the language of the flying things, the words you can’t imagine
Telling stories from the tops of trees 
Of feathers web and worms and swarming bees!      
When we go birdwatching
            
Your binoculars are key keep them aimed up at the trees
listen carefully and keep your mouth closed!
It’s difficult at first It could be bells or wood or metal
As you open up your ears I know you heart will follow

Oh, little one, it’s worth your time and now it’s all that matters
Is the language of the flying things, the words you can’t imagine
Telling stories from the tops of trees 
And riding currents on the breeze
When we go birdwatching

Cackle caw whip and chatter           
Chip and chirrup crow and clatter
Chitter clack rush and titter             
Pip and thrill hoot and twitter
Tweet and clang flutter flap                
Chirp and hum, flicker, quack 
Whoop whoop whoop,    
Trum trum trum trum trumpet!!!

And from far off chickadee I hear a chirp and then a sizzle
I’ll stand right next to you and keep my mouth closed
We’ll listen and resist the urge to join in with a whistle
Looking up into the trees, we’ll feel the wind blow

I promise when you grow up you’ll remember understanding
The language of the flying things, you won’t have to imagine   
The stories from the tops of trees 
The questions answered only by the breeze
When we went birdwatching 

They sang Aliyah
They sang Aliyah

Birdwatching -  with Jonathan Beckenstein

Would you like to take a break

Sonica Cosmica | Music by Delaflor | Music & Lyrics by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | New Dance Pop Aug 1st/2020

Listen to the amazing music of DELAFLOR here: https://soundcloud.com/mercer-goldengalls/tracks

[Sonica Cosmica By REKHA Iyern Fe & Delaflor MASTER3 BASIC -2.7DB Official August 1st, 2020]

Released August 2nd, 2020

MUSIC BY DELAFLOR

MUSIC & LYRICS BY REKHA a.k.a REKHA - IYERN FE

WRITTEN ON AUG 1ST, 2020

INTRO IMPROV

AH-AH
AH-WAH-OOW
OH-HO-HO
EH-EE-EH-EE-YEAH-HEE-YEAH-HEE-HEY…HOO

STEP TOGETHER KICK BALL CHANGE
STEP TOGETHER KICK BALL CHANGE
STEP TOGETHER KICK BALL CHANGE
STEP TOGETHER KICK BALL CHANGE
AH-AH-AH-AH
STEP TOGETHER KICK BALL CHANGE
OH-OH-OH-OH
SONICA-COSMICA

SONICA-COSMICA
SONICA-COSMICA
I’M IN MY…HAI…

KICK BALL CHANGE
STEP TOGETHER LEFT RIGHT 
KICK BALL CHANGE
AH-HUN
LEFT RIGHT STEP TOGETHER 
KICK BALL CHANGE
AH-HUN
STEP TOGETHER
STEP TOGETHER 
KICK BALL CHANGE 
KICK BALL CHANGE
KICK BALL

SONICA
I’M IN MY COSMICA
SONICA I’M FLYING HIGH
SONICA WHERE I WANNA BE…
SO FREE…
WO-OH-WO-HO
WO-OH-WO-HO-WO
WO-OH-WO-HO…HO!!!

SONICA
I LOVE MY SONICA
IN THE COSMICA

IN THE COSMICA
FLYING SO HIGH
FREE…YOU CAN’T CATCH ME

AH-AH 
KICK BALL CHANGE
STEP TOGETHER LEFT RIGHT
KICK BALL CHANGE
AH-HUH
SONICA-SONICA…
SONICA-SONICA...
MAGICA-MAGICA…
MAGICA-MAGICA…

SONICA 
I'VE BECOME SON…
SONICA 
I'VE BECOME SON…
MA-MAGICA
IN THE COS-MI-CA-AH
COSMICA-AH
AH…AH-AH
AH…AH-AH

I BECOME SON-HON
SONICA-COSMICA
I

Cover Art: Original Photo and Graphic Design by REKHA - IYERN [Fe]

Original Instrumental Music Composed & Produced by Delaflor in Spain
All Vocals Composed & Produced, Recorded & Performed, Mixed & Mastered by REKHA - IYERN [Fe] at IYERN [Fe] RECORDS in CANADA

Sonica Cosmica

Sonica Cosmica | Music/Delaflor | Music & Lyrics/REKHA - IYERN [Fe] | Electro Dance Pop Aug 1st/2020

Morning dew

Title track from my new album, available on Bandcamp- https://moodexhibit.bandcamp.com/album/them-hybrid-folk

Mood Exhibit - Them Hybrid Folk

ICE FROM THE SKY

2020 janine levinson

I woke up this morning to ice from the sky
In my little piece of paradise
It should be warm; it should be temperate
And yet, ice from the sky

It's dry! so dry! said the ground to the sky
In my little piece of paradise
It should be flowing where I have flourished
And yet it's terribly dry

Withering and shrinking; waiting for a drink
A sprout or two will rise -- but never climb to the sky

I woke up this morning with tears in my eyes
in my little piece of paradise
I should feel warm and be contented
and yet, tears in my eyes

Muttering and sinking; watching for a cloud
A spout or two will rise -- but never a drop from the sky

A quake could shake the ground 
And if a tear were to hit it right
It would split with an awful sound
And day would turn to night

The sky could fall --be upside down
The clouds my bed  -- the stars my ground
The heavens pour and burn my toes
Ice will fly.  Still nothing grows.

I woke up this morning to ice from the sky
In my little piece of paradise
It should be warm; it should be temperate
And yet, ice from the sky

Treecreeper

Graham West