Three

"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

One of my party-pieces is to recite Robert Burns' ode "To A Haggis" from memory.  In 2024, I have publicly recited it 4 times in the course of the week that contained Thursday 25th January.

"But mark the rustic, haggis-fed,
The trembling earth resounds his tread!
Clap in his waly nieve a bled; he'll mak it whistle
And legs and arms and heads will sneid
Like taps o'thristle!"

My tune is a little celebration of the Burns Night season in the UK in the 21st century.

Taps o'Thristle

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make your own reality with your good energy
you say source of force I say field of energy
i say, you say
e--e-e-e-e energy
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Trevayne is from Melbourne Australia and is an electronic music composer and producer devoted to creating and manipulating original electronic sounds in the pursuit of the essence of true deep tech house.

His work spans more than two decades, includes international stage performance, live TV, studio session work and has been recently translated into a growing number of recorded works - EPs, Studio Albums and other collaborative efforts.

These recordings capture a devotion to experimental, melodic deeper beats that are facilitated through the unique combination of organic sounds, distinctive samples and warm analogue synths that are interwoven throughout.