It’s the reductionist approach to life: if you keep it small, you’ll keep it under control. If you don’t make any noise, the bogeyman won’t find you. But it’s all an illusion, because they die too, those people who roll up their spirits into tiny little balls so as to be safe. Safe?! From what? Life is always on the edge of death; narrow streets lead to the same place as wide avenues, and a little candle burns itself out just like a flaming torch does. I choose my own way to burn. 

Sophie Scholl

Save Me

KATABASIS 9 (BBYTHANATOS  Remix)

“The grace of the soul 
Wings outstretched 
Spread above a scorched earth 
The eyes of angels shed tears 
The ground to soak
To sing on high you must climb 


Taken by hands above the storm 
Your face, Seems more familiar than my own …

As you wish to cast us into the flames
As the hounds look up 

You cant call me by my own name?? not a word for a sissy forced out onto the cold floor !
Not a name for lost…for it was you who cast me into the shadow and now I show you I can escape…

only way out ! my only way out! 

Do you want to cut off my hand?
The one that used to touch you and make you swell up

Do you wish to cut off my legs?
 My only way out ! my only way out! 

Do you wish to cut out my tongue?
So they’ll never know my misery and so I wouldn’t be able to cry out into darkness .

To give power to your doubt to tangle your head with worry.
 Force me into the strategy. 
The table set across an abused landscape system built on the backs of forgotten lives
I laugh at you, who still wait for a sign
Your pity is as dangerous as your greed
As I lay here, spiraling…
The sacred will become ash as day becomes night 
but the names of the dead never forgotten.”

“DeadSnake” (poem 2021)

katabasis 9 (accapella)

Vocal Improvisation (Multi-phonic vocalizations by renee m)

THIRST

“MY soul is listening to the death of the twilight.
Kneeling on the far-away soil of suffering, my
soul is drinking the wounds of twilight and of
the ground; and within itself it feels the raining down of tears.

within itself it feels the raining down of tears.
And all the stars of slaughtered lives

so like to eyes grown dim, in the pools of my heart 

so like to eyes grown dim, in the pools of my heart

this evening are dying of despair and of waiting.
And the souls of all the dead to-night will wait 

And the souls of all the dead to-night will wait
 for the dawn with mine eyes and my soul. Perhaps, to satisfy their thirst for life, 

a drop of light will fall upon them from on high.”        

Demo of accapella rendition of the Poem “Thirst” by Armenian poet, SIAMANTO 
(Atom Yarjanian) written in exile.

Thirst by Siamanto (Rough Take/Acapella)

Quick Nerve  (live 2024)

Save Us

mercy plea to the moon

(Locusts of the goddess) Squelching in Dirt, Beneath Every State

improvised vocals for “The crows”

🇵🇸 (Mostly rough Improvised recordings) Uploaded tracks that are titled “katabasis” are all referring the greek word for the decent into the abyss / hell. A Derailment of ego and pride driven by narcissistic nationalism—by facing the absolute abyss. That we have created. 
Part of a collection of work abandoning classical stylization of the use of vocals meant to open the doors into a more mobilized use of the voice . 
Embracing the use of the voice in a semi- unconscious state. 
From an Agender queer Fag from “New England” The “USA” is nothing more than a killing machine for the security of the wealthy! ”Deranged wailing”, “psychotic opera” Putrid Love Songs, Electro Drone Crone,  Expanding the voice of all constraints. No personal claim that anyone should “listen” to this for any enjoyment. 

Inspiration/admiration of the works of: M. Lamar, Diamanda Galas, Divide & Disolve, Flower, Penis Envy by: Crass, Poison Girls, Frightwig, Albert Ayler, Aurther Brown, Patty Waters, Annette Peackock, in no particular order.

Renee Manuel

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