Name: Maa on musta by Eero Peltonen
Duration: 1 min 40 s
Description: Eero Peltosen ja Lea Kömin ikiajoista ammentava lauluduo. Levyllä yhdistyvät kansanlaulujen sävelmät, uudet perinnehenkiset melodiat, vanh aja uusi kansanrunous sekä improvisaatio

Vocal : Eero Peltonen 
Music-Producer : Ambient Light 
Mastering : Ambient Light

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Eero Peltosen ja Lea Kömin ikiajoista ammentava lauluduo. Levyllä yhdistyvät kansanlaulujen sävelmät, uudet perinnehenkiset melodiat, vanh aja uusi kansanrunous sekä improvisaatio

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Maa on musta

The lyric is an extract from "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" by Coleridge
It is an amazing epic poem. It seems to me that it is an allegorical warning about the unintended consequences of cavalier interference in natural systems. Or it may just be about an old sailor.

All in a hot and copper sky,
The bloody Sun, at noon,
Right up above the mast did stand,
No bigger than the Moon.

Day after day, day after day,
We stuck, nor breath nor motion;
As idle as a painted ship
Upon a painted ocean.

Water, water, every where,
And all the boards did shrink;
Water, water, every where,
Nor any drop to drink.

The very deep did rot: O Christ!
That ever this should be!
Yea, slimy things did crawl with legs
Upon the slimy sea.

About, about, in reel and rout
The death-fires danced at night;
The water, like a witch's oils,
Burnt green, and blue and white.

And some in dreams assurèd were
Of the Spirit that plagued us so;
Nine fathom deep he had followed us
From the land of mist and snow.

And every tongue, through utter drought,
Was withered at the root;
We could not speak, no more than if
We had been choked with soot.

Ah! well a-day! what evil looks
Had I from old and young!
Instead of the cross, the Albatross
About my neck was hung.

Water, Water Everywhere

Louie Simon (@lsimon33): Drums
Mike Brosco (@brosco): Guitar, Bass, Keyboards
Photo by Suzanne Rinehart

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Poetry singer and folklore teacher from Finland. I am a link in the chain of traditional chain of singers, healers, artists, and elders.

Maa on musta

Eero Peltonen

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