Short Anthem written by Gabriel Francis-Dehqani for Eton College Compline Choir.
Text from the poem: 'The Hard Awakening' by Hafaz.
and John 15:13

Moshkel-e Eshq

Ocean beats created mixed and mastered the instrumental, all vocal mixing and editing was done by Nicky Libero
Writen by Nick O'Flanagan and Jamie Hancox

Standard Procedure

Standard Procedure (Ft.Ocean Beats)

Double the parts, double the fun! Enjoy this stunning 8-part of the classic folk-song, Scarborough Fair. Recorded all 8 parts myself :) 

Still haven't quite figured out the mic-crackle, but it's a little better than my last effort (I think...?)

Enjoy!

Scarborough Fair (arr. Stan Engebretson)

An Arrangement of a hymn tune composed by Bahram Dehqani-Tafti
All tracks recorded and written by Gabriel Francis-Dehqani

Bahram's Hymn

Three moons down and five to go
Don’t want to go back to my flat below
Could say no
Could say no
There’s a little bit of blue missing from me I know
Now I wanna float back, keep my head down low
Take it slow
Take it slow

Turning in my sleep on a fevered night, wish I could swim on over
drinking in the sun, it’s a better life
Letting it all wash over

System comes and freedom goes
I cant find a place where it abundantly grows, 
Take me home
Take me home
My mind feels tired, but my body is wired
Trying to find the sand where it first was acquired
Take me home 
Take me home

Turning in my sleep on a fevered night, wish I could swim on over
drinking in the sun, it’s a better life
Letting it wash on over

Now I wanna know
How to be the one to float over
The summer flows

Three moons down and five to go,
Don’t want to go back to my flat below,
Could say no…

Three Moons (production by Tim Scrase)

Oh hey now, we’re running out of days.
The bears run slow, and the wolves in disarray.
Birds are falling from the sky.
The winds close in on either side.
Running out of days.

Right here the wind still blows
Birds are flying high and the fields are sown
Somewhere the bells have tolled
Still we look away, how can we be so bold?

The lake lies low, it’s begging the air for rain.
Away it flows, it won’t return again.
Faster now the leaves will fall.
The cub won’t hear her mother’s call.
Running out of days.

Right here the wind still blows
Birds are flying high and the fields are sown
Somewhere the bells have tolled
Still we look away, how can we be so bold?

No longer feel so safe
We need to start the change
Not a case of being brave
We’re just running out of days

Right here the wind still blows
Birds are flying high and the fields are sown
Somewhere the bells have tolled
Still we look away, can we be so bold?

Moshkel-e Eshq

Gabriel Francis-Dehqani

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