Inventive, dramatic, and compelling...bravo, Julia!!!

Music: Gebr.K
Vocals: Xian3
Lyrics: Xian3
Guitars: JayKay
Bass: JayKay
Production: Gebr.K

Lyrics:
Swirled up water 

From the source to the mouth
Along your banks and all
You know the glimmering in the sunlight and all that
the playful splashing and pearling in the small

Then it turns out, you are no longer just the river. 
Then it turns out, you are no longer just the river with the name 

Joy and creatures swim in you
so you also refresh me
when I sit on your shores
under ancient trees
unloaded of all unhappiness
lost in dreams
Oh you life-giving wetness
always on the journey
take all the memories with you
take all the knowledge with you

Then it turns out, you are no longer just the river. 
Then it turns out, you are no longer just the river with the name 

and  collect even so much more on the way

Then it turns out, you are no longer just the river. 
Then it turns out, you are no longer just the river with the name, just the river with the name

night and day by night and day
from the source to the mouth
and far, very far beyond
we've put you in your place, 
enclosed you and changed your face
straightened and cherished you
without shame
we thought you to tame
 
Then it turns out, you are no longer just the river with the name 
For days and days
It just did not stop to rain
You would not dream of such a stream
from a small brook to a raging torrent
It just did not stop to rain
And then you took everything 
Then you took
Then you took
You took everything
You took everything

Swirled up water

Didn't realise this wasn't up here! It's an early cut but not too bad we hope, and becoming many people's live favourite - it is, EYES BLEED!

EYES BLEED

WhiteYacht

FADE IN:

INT. The haunted penthouse window. DUSK

SIR LANCE enters to find LADY S at song.

SIR LANCE
I knew I'd find you here, attending to your unwavering vigil over the night, through the dusky curtain of evening, as the moon confronts the gaslight. And do you know where I've been, while you sing your sorrows out? I've been lying to investors who ask of your whereabouts. You know, my dear, I gave everything I am to fashion you a life, but money shirks from any man who can't control his wife.

LADY S
Fade to night time exterior big city 

SIR LANCE
For God's sake listen to me! Oh, to hell with you, woman. You're deranged. Or just filled with spite. Yes, that's it; You resent me for some imagined cruelty and behave as though you're trapped in a guilded cage. But look around you, you utter fool; A whole golden sky that I gave to you! And yet in your vicious ingratitude you fancy I'm an enemy. Turn around and face me, you owe it to me! Show yourself to me! Whose are you if not mine!

LADY S
Fade to night time exterior big city

SIR LANCE
My Lady of Shalott, surely you realise I could take it all away; your city lights, your moonrise… And your bed and bread and clothes and class, in a heartbeat, I swear, so speak to me! I demand you speak, you swine! Oh really, are you really going to jump?All the while a-singing your sad song? Alright then, let me help you, since you're so keen [emphasis arising from a hard shove] I do you wrong!

(Fade to)

EXT. big city. Night.


COP #1
Move along, nothing to see! You know, Defoe what puzzles me… She's fallen what, a thousand feet? But the damage doesn't show. Normally they're broken, but she lies there in the snow like a repatriated soldier kissing the soil of home... Excuse me, Sir, a couple of questions!

SIR LANCE
Officer, you're not suggesting..

COP #1
No, of course, it's just routine. You say you had a fight?

SIR LANCE
Oh yes. Well, words. But it was always like treading on eggshells, in a way; A little word of criticism would stay with her for days, and she'd linger at the window, waiting to be set ablaze by the sinking sun, and she'd intone the strangest little phrase....

(Fade to)

NIGHTTIME EXT. big city

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I married the Mother-to-be in late Summer,
the weather was already start to change,
our future echoed backwards,
murder is a music box,
her master and his black words,
reindeer games and hall of shame,
who to blame? unspoken name,
can't say yes and can't say no,
to a Nephilim Dildo,

I married the Mother-to-be on 11th,
in the temple of nature, although not really,
a park full of crackheads,
bats were flitting through the sky,
but we followed where the tracks lead,
it was all doomed anyhow,
so I made a broken vow,
she poisoned me for a pillow show,
and a Nephilim Dildo,

I married the Mother-to-be,
we were homeless,
and the next day while we were panhandling,
an engagement ring was given,
the magic spell was blossoming,
her womb where life was living,
she'd sell it for an open door,
just like her mother before,
the barter bred and the don't-you-know,
and the Nephilim Dildo,

Nephilim Dildo

Happy Hat

** APOPTOSIS **

When my hands were growing in my mother's womb
my fingers were tied together 
by some living tissue.
Then came apoptosis and they were set free.
Now I can use those fingers to play piano keys,
and feel the joys of music.
It's a lucky thing that all my cells are mortal,
so that my human shape could be 
exquisitely carved.
I know this fragile shape is bound to die, 
but that's the price of being.

Apoptosis

I asked Xian3 if he'd like to add his input to a previous dance song instrumental.  IMHO, his vocals give it an 80's on-the-dance-floor feel.

Music and Lyrics: Mike Krath
Vocals: Xian3

Lyrics:
There are chords D, A, C, E, 
But no N. 
where’s N?
On the dance floor,

Again,
These chords D, A, C, E, 
But no N. 
where’s N?
On the dance floor.

There’s E as a solitary chord,
But where’s L, O, V?
Where’s its companions? Huh?
On the dance floor,
On the dance floor. 

D, A, C, E,
L, O, V,
N side,
The dance floor. 

N, R, Y,
with E and G,
And B and T
With E and A,
Where?
WHERE?
On the dance floor,
On the dance floor.

D, A, C, E,
L, O, V,
N side,
N side,
N side,
The dance floor.

D, A, C, E.

If you don’t like?
Then you can…
L, O, V it,
Or L, V it. 
If you don't like, 
then you can,
L, O, V it
Or L, V it,
On the dance floor 
On the dance floor.

On The Dance Floor (collab with Xian3)

Saints Be Praised For The Nuclear Winter

Solo piece, gentle start, semi orchestral feel, builds to crescendo, having fun with music ;) 

Unfinished Picture (Eternally Mixing Mix)

Flewt

Songs about mermaids and fortune tellers etc. were written in collaboration with Sammy2Hats. Julia and Sam have informally banded together as Julia Ryder and the History Onyx.

Julia is working on a slowly evolving project inspired by Brideshead Revisited and The Screwtape Letters.


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The Sacred and Profane Melodies of Julia Ryder

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