Track 01 - EP Ground (2014)

Composed and Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Glauber Guimarães – voice
Mirdad – 12-string guitar
Zanom – guitar
Saint – guitar
Hosano Lima Jr. – drums
Artur Paranhos – bass

Feat.: Rajasí Vasconcelos – laughing

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Photo: Rafael Rodrigues

Download EP: http://www.mediafire.com/?dl24qqdmph6374p

Last Fly 
(Emmanuel Mirdad)
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I knew
The lost ground
I talked at night
With the little sad child

I knew
The Way-69
I walked in the sky
With bright eyes, my secret fly

Sad child, last fly, lost cry, last fly

I knew
Brothers and souls
I cried for us
For my numb, numb mind

I knew
The love-underground
I lied to myself
When I wanted to escape in the last fly

Sad child, last fly, lost cry, last fly

Fly

Last Fly - Orange Poem & Glauber Guimarães

Track 03 - EP Wide (2014)

Composed by the orange poem

Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Nancy Viégas - voice
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Tadeu Mascarenhas - synth
Saint - guitar
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Artur Paranhos - bass
Mirdad - scream

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: https://www.mediafire.com/?q7mbmip96cd81m3

Shining
(The Orange Poem)
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Sometimes I feel so mute
A silence that risks giving meaning to nothing
I become alone to avoid breathing
What madness is the need to be there
Shining Lightening, go strike away from here

Sometimes I feel so numb
The wild system, the being, wide life
There are things to be done, but I don’t want to
The problem is that I have debts
Shining Lightening, smile I must

Where’s my amputated hand ... violating mercy in pages?
Where’s the meaning of existing suiciding the gifts?
Who’ll bring me the beliefs so that I forget them?
Who’s the person that putrefies the being created by me?

Sometimes I’m black
The colors that drill the minds
My galaxy that disturbs my fetters
It’s a shame it’s so fast
Shining Lightening, make me lie...

Shining - Orange Poem & Nancy Viégas

Track 02 - EP Wide (2014)

Composed and Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Nancy Viégas - voice
Mirdad - 12-string guitar & scream
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Tadeu Mascarenhas - guitar
Saint - guitar
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Artur Paranhos - bass

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: https://www.mediafire.com/?q7mbmip96cd81m3

Lost Mails
(Emmanuel Mirdad)
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Waking up and think of nothing
There’s a lot to loose all day
Thank like a robot, agree with the ruling program
I acknowledge the frailty, my usual automatic

The best creation of his domain 
All the air which inhabits me and runs away smells like nausea
They’re the flowers along the path dissolving prison’s pieces
A hurricane seeks options and brings me sleep in snow shape
Only regret the gray above my broken escape

Poetries around the atmosphere; that’s Dali twisting the clock hands
Lost mails return from Spain modelling the dream
In my insanity I kissed some toads, shut the critics with the fairy tales
Clarice coughed and I saw the sea: the abstract suicide

I make the clock bomb crazy and the foolish is the hero custom
All that’s hidden has got a sad end
The eagle flies above the ruins and the sand makes it thirsty
There’s only mud in the oasis of freedom

Lost Mails - Orange Poem & Nancy Viégas

Track 01 - EP Wide (2014)

Composed and Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Nancy Viégas - voice
Mirdad - 12-string guitar
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Tadeu Mascarenhas - organ & synth
Saint - guitar
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Artur Paranhos - bass

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: www.mediafire.com/?q7mbmip96cd81m3

Wideness
(Emmanuel Mirdad)
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In this wideness of elements
I’m a burning surgeon
Claimed to materialize your body
In the holy name of the land, water and air

In this wideness of puppets
I’m the surgeon with news
Claimed to set free your soul
In a crazy murder of your desire

And now there are just black holes 
in your mind...

In this wideness of firmaments
I’m surgeon in tyranny
Claimed to purify your body
In the holy name of Messiah or glory

In this wideness of words
I’m surgeon in an orange poem
Claimed to immortalize our mankind
In a music and illusion

And now there are just white holes
in your mind...

Wideness - Orange Poem & Nancy Viégas

Track 03 - EP Balance (2014)

Composed by Emmanuel Mirdad & Saint

Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Mauro Pithon - voice
Saint - guitar
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Tadeu Mascarenhas - synth & organ
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Artur Paranhos - bass
Mirdad - backing vocal

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: http://www.mediafire.com/?cwssa12v5d8artj

One and Three
(Emmanuel Mirdad / Saint)
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Today I saw a picture in the eyes of the universe
it was purple, red, colors like that 
seems like the scrawl from my verse’s book...

Seems like an Indian dance, smoke from Jamaica, 
morsels from the past, one and three thoughts, 
sculpture in goodbye...goodbye...goodbye...

A spoonful of prickle, freak tune in a crystal 
paranoia with no sex, I can’t explain, I can’t explain, I can’t explain,
one and three lost, one and three lost,
one and three lost...

Today I saw a verse in the fingers of the universe
it was arabian, chinese, words like that 
seems like the blots from my note album...

Seems like a celtic song, devils from Tasmania
a Baltimore’s rain...

Poetries in conflict in the prayers from the photos,
your whispers singing score of lace...

One and three arguments, symphony in a storm, 
sung by souls of three little shelters...

Just one, one, just... just one, one, just... 
one and three, one and three and me, 
whiskey and a furtive love...

One and Three - Orange Poem & Mauro Pithon

Track 02 - EP Balance (2014)

Composed and Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Mauro Pithon - voice
Saint - guitar
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Artur Paranhos - bass

Special guest: Ildegardo Rosa - voice

"The Green Bee" contains a fragment of "A Tirania das Formas", a Ildegardo Rosa's poem

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: http://www.mediafire.com/?cwssa12v5d8artj

The Green Bee
(Emmanuel Mirdad)
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It doesn’t matter if the doubt follows me since that
I learnt the meaning of my being
It doesn’t matter justifying my acts,
Rescue options thrown away about frustrated desires
The hell with regret 
I’m ready to dare my caution and sureness, the green bee

The pitfall waits for me at the next street

I crave for balance but the path is waving
There is still space, in my decision, the cowardly
It’s very hard to believe in the safety of impulse
But the faith exists to doctrinize the fear
God protects me from the cold blood
My arms ask for a hold instead of the advance, the green bee

The pitfall waits for me at the next street

The Green Bee - Orange Poem & Mauro Pithon

Track 01 - EP Balance (2014)

Composed and Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Mauro Pithon - voice
Mirdad - 12-string guitar
Saint - guitar
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Tadeu Mascarenhas - synth
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Artur Paranhos - bass

"Child's Knife" contains "Les Autres", a Herculano Neto's poem, translated by Pedro Vianna

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: http://www.mediafire.com/?cwssa12v5d8artj

Child’s Knife
(Emmanuel Mirdad)
BR-N1I-14-00011

My sun is orange, two similar faces, 
the sunrise and the sunset, the life and the death…
The child changes the sun, the sky of many sides,
in every ray exists a friend, confused souls, lost need…

A knife in his hand, 
maybe wants to cut his link and uncertain soul
I see me in his eyes, I see death manipulates the life,
and they want to talk with the child, 
it’s a happy talk between old friends…
The child never lied, the link is very fragile,
his friends want to live through the innocent child,
strange mystery, strange mystery, that child’s knife...

My poem is orange, I can’t finish it, 
I can’t die today, I’ll see everything forever
the jokes are the questions, child answers with dreams,
any worlds are so unknown, who’ll understand the God’s dance?

The sun illuminates all the sides
The orange light is the only way
At night the talk is dangerous, shady
Anyway the child’s armed…
Maybe wants to cut the link, maybe wants to cut his own throat,
strange mystery, strange mystery, that child’s knife

Child's Knife - Orange Poem & Mauro Pithon

Track 03 - EP Ancient (2014)

Composed by Ildegardo Rosa & Emmanuel Mirdad

Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Special guest:
Ildegardo Rosa (in memoriam) - voice

Mateus Aleluia - backing vocal
Marcus Zanom - accordion
Mirdad - 12-string guitar & backing vocal
Fábio Vilas-Boas - guitar
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Artur Paranhos - bass

"Illusion's Wanderer" contains fragments of fifteen Ildegardo Rosa's poems, assembled by Emmanuel Mirdad

Artistic and executive production: Emmanuel Mirdad

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Info: http://elmirdad.blogspot.com/2014/08/composicoes-de-mirdad-illusions.html

Illusion's Wanderer - Orange Poem & Ildegardo Rosa & Mateus Aleluia

Track 02 - EP Ancient (2014)

Composed and Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Mateus Aleluia - voice & backing vocal
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Mirdad - 12-string guitar
Saint - guitar
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Artur Paranhos - bass

Artistic and executive production: Emmanuel Mirdad

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: https://www.mediafire.com/?kmubl7dcb63731m

Clouds, Dreams
(Emmanuel Mirdad)
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I need many clouds
I don’t wanna misunderstand my horizon
I think that monotony makes me sick
The clouds always bring me peace and heaven

Oh my good father, poetry
Maybe silent, reason of the fears
Mercy, I bend my ego
I need to try, no more doubts
Help, I am getting crazy

Either the father is the owner of the dreams 
Or the evil is the material real life
Either the father is a joking child, old child
Or the evil is a big failure

The clouds bring the sky to me
I look and guess the ancients’ blessings
Everybody is in the edge of the prettiest cloud
They ask me to keep the wings in words 

My good father, poetry
Maybe silent, reason of the fears
Mercy, I bend my ego
I need to try, no more doubts
Help, I am getting crazy

Either the father is the owner of the dreams 
Or the evil is the material real life
Either the father is a joking child, old child
Or the evil is a big failure

Clouds, Dreams - Orange Poem & Mateus Aleluia

Track 01 - EP Ancient (2014)

Composed and Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Mateus Aleluia - voice & backing vocal
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Artur Paranhos - bass
Tadeu Mascarenhas - piano
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Mirdad - 12-string guitar & backing vocal
Saint - guitar

Artistic and executive production: Emmanuel Mirdad

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: https://www.mediafire.com/?kmubl7dcb63731m

Cuts
(Emmanuel Mirdad)
BR-N1I-14-00014

We need so much caress
As important as oxygen
So rare like a sincere hug
So dear in these days of selfishness

We remove people ignoring friendship
We attract just for business
We create absurd conditions for wishes
While we try happiness with plastic things

The home became shelter, cell
And the privacy is exposed as award
Day by day we restrict ourselves to creating idols
The destiny that were slowly confused

Cornered, distressed, insecure, insecure
Lost human being, suicide is so easy
But the fear still survives
And brings life in finding the cut

Cuts - Orange Poem & Mateus Aleluia

Track 03 - EP Crowd (2014)

Composed and Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Teago Oliveira - voice & backing vocal & scream
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Saint - guitar
Artur Paranhos - bass
Mirdad - scream

Special guest:
Rajasí Vasconcelos - backing vocal & lead acoustic guitar

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: www.mediafire.com/?fx8117y97exjxjx

Dubious Question
(Emmanuel Mirdad)
BR-N1I-14-00019

What would the diamond be without Syd,
and the dogs without the stranger at home?
What would the paranoid be without the crowd,
and the fear without the modern life?

Hey! Dubious entwined poppies
Hey! Dubious permanent gaze

What would the haunted be without the leaden sky,
and the hunger without desire and ambition?
What would the stairway be without the icy waters underground,
and the watcher without the darkness?

Hey! Dubious misty morning
Hey! Dubious endless summer

What would the lunatic be without the rabbit,
and the price without the proud men's conscience?
What would the labyrinths be without the echoes,
and the warm night without the distant bells?

Hey! Dubious Dr. Strange
Hey! Dubious breeze's eye

What would be completed without the lack,
and who would be saved without someone to love him?
Perhaps no one would come without any one leaving,
and at dubious illusions the fool emerges...

Hey! Dubious psychedelic question

Dubious Question - Orange Poem & Teago Oliveira

Track 02 - EP Crowd (2014)

Composed and Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Teago Oliveira - voice & backing vocal & scream
Mirdad - 12-string guitar & scream
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Saint - guitar
Artur Paranhos - bass
Hosano Lima Jr. - drums
Tadeu Mascarenhas - synth

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: www.mediafire.com/?fx8117y97exjxjx

Melissa
(Emmanuel Mirdad)
BR-N1I-14-00018

Night 
She isn’t sleeping, ‘cause she feels the silence screaming bad dreams; 
and her drugs can’t lie as her friends, at least that lies help to sleep like a fool,
‘cause her drugs always bring old memories of failure

Melissa cried, it was so dumb her life
She didn’t have pride, she was sad every night  

Day
She watches her neighbour and she bends herself at his magnificent happiness 
So naive, she left that scene to be everything that she never understood
Now she was a piece of a complicated puzzle, 
Either she would be destroyed, ‘cause the schizophrenia is lethal,
Or her life would become an unknown pregnancy of herself

Melissa tried to change her life, she felt there was a child
She was pregnant of herself, she was pregnant of herself

She’s pregnant, pregnant
Without milk, without a child, without father, without family
She just wants to be born again 
Through another chance, she will be happier
Happier

Melissa - Orange Poem & Teago Oliveira

Track 01 - EP Crowd (2014)

Composed and Produced by Emmanuel Mirdad

Teago Oliveira - voice
Tadeu Mascarenhas - piano, portuguese guitar & accordion
Marcus Zanom - guitar
Saint - guitar
Artur Paranhos - bass

Recording, mixing and mastering: Tadeu Mascarenhas at Casa das Máquinas, Salvador-BA

Artwork: Glauber Guimarães

Download EP: www.mediafire.com/?fx8117y97exjxjx

8/8/88
(Emmanuel Mirdad)
BR-N1I-14-00017

Have as much sex as your breath stands
It's not allowed to be immoral, but it's nice destroying the forbidden
To be dangerous is fun and hurting ethics is fame
People underneath their masks really like this
Everybody would like to fill their veins at least in one day of fury

Death is the door right next to the room
And you drown in demands, think you’re imperfect
Damn the gossips, moral and logic
The fear is being a puppet of foolish’s satisfaction
Who in this world of mistakes is free from accepting flaws?

How I’d like to be the lord of the clocks
Control the time and make it life, not death
Happiness with no consequence, sex and wine
A getting old of mundane discoveries with no punishment    
Changing life into blast
And death in silence, just that,
Oh young poet’s song!

The Orange Poem

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