There's a distinct sense of popping sounds, and not just vocals, but sounds casting spells. I always get some kind of magic from your songs.

Title drew me in. I was wondering what this one was going to sound like, and I am not disappointed. Strangely futuristic 8-bit. :)

This would easily fit into the Ghost in the Shell soundtrack. Very futuristic feeling.

I like those 9 points too (Thanks DeepL Translate. haha). Great package of elements. :)

La greffe éléctro/trad. japonaise prend parfaitement autour d'un texte agile, créatif hyper-référenciel et comme souvent, très malin :)

Catching words with a writer’s block          
And thinking I was somewhere I’m not
Watching people pass me by
The blank page before me to soon come alive

Sitting down change runs through my mind
And a concept evolves that involves you tonight   
You tell me things that I don’t know
Like forget about now cause the moods so low

And anytime you need to say
Words are forever don’t throw them away
Maybe life seems hard and subdue
But then how do I try and tell you

Cause it’s been, so long
Since you first came along  
So take me home
We’ll sit in silence all alone

And it’s been, great these days 
I never wanted you to go away
So why do you stay
With me here on this blank page

A word, a sentence and a paragraph
Are all that now stands between you and the mask
That covers and shades your tear stained eyes
From the shining light that you really supply

Well here I go, I’m writing and
I’m gonna make this claim       
With you to watch over me 
We gonna ride the road to fame 

Any time you need to say
Words are forever don’t throw them away
Maybe I can rescue you 
But then how do you tell me that won’t do

When it’s been, so long
Since you first came along
So take me home
We’ll sit in silence all alone

And it’s been, great these days
I never wanted you to go away
You don’t have to stay
Alone on this on this empty page

Any time you need to say
Songs are forever don’t throw them away
I know I can rescue you
So hold out your hands and I'll carry you

Cause it’s been, so long
Since you first came along
So take me home
There is no silence or alone

And it’s been, great these days
I never want for you to go away
Come on and stay
With me here on this first page

And it’s been, so long
Since you first came along
We’re all alone
Alone in a safety zone

And it’s been, great these days
I never want for you to go away
You’ve rescued me 
From a life on an empty page

(So Long) Rescue Me

(So Long) Rescue Me (Demo)

"THE CALL" DRINK PURPLE

From our 2017 debut album which will be released properly one day soon. This song is the story of making a rough time all better again, but then there is the matter of John, and who is he in the song? I thought it was most obvious when I wrote it and that everyone would get the reference, but so far no-one has mentioned the connection or had an "aha!" moment. Perhaps one of you will. ;-) 

Pictured is Yoshi who was our first and amazing cajon player whom we greatly missed when she left for Japan. 

Does all this silence give you space
To turn things over
I hope you get it bright side up
It was never meant to fall apart like this
O babe we were never really s'posed to

You know I feel with you
You make me laugh 
I make you smile
And there's no need for goodbye
I dig you out you lift me high
Oh high

Can I keep on running with you
Close by me
I never meant to say goodbye
I want you with me
Through all of this
Oh babe
We were never really s'posed to

You know I feel with you
You make me laugh
I make you smile
And there's no need for goodbye
I dig you out 
You left me high
Oh high

He told her in the beginning she was a gem.
They had a good thing going
Don't ruin it
But they gave a little more and more and more
Hey John is yes always the answer?
Look at this mess.
They said no first
And then yes yes yes.

Watchglass

If you love me keep me

Dont Blame John

This song is all about travelling in your imagination. It's got me playing some sax too...

Ruby Shoes~anna 4.m4a

Volume on 11 for this one …. The pulsating rhythms instilling a sublime sensation of both restraint & motion, like driving. Part one is a guitar ensemble and later part 2 introducing bass effects and an addictive synth motif hook

AutoBeat

Extracts from The Ballad of the Harp-Weaver by Edna St Vincent Millay 1892-1950
Recital from LibriVox.org read by Linda Leu

“Son,” said my mother,
   When I was knee-high,
“You’ve need of clothes to cover you,
   And not a rag have I”.
 
“There’s nothing in the house
   To make a boy breeches,
Nor shears to cut a cloth with
   Nor thread to take stitches.”
 
“There’s nothing in the house
   But a loaf-end of rye,
And a harp with a woman’s head
   Nobody will buy,”  
   And she began to cry.
 
…

Men say the winter
   Was bad that year;
Fuel was scarce,
   And food was dear.
 
A wind with a wolf’s head
   Howled about our door,
And we burned up the chairs
   And sat on the floor.
 
All that was left us
   Was a chair we couldn’t break,
And the harp with a woman’s head
   Nobody would take,
   For song or pity’s sake.
 
…

Looking nineteen,
   And not a day older,
And the harp with a woman’s head
   Leaned against her shoulder.
 
Her thin fingers, moving
   In the thin, tall strings,
Were weav-weav-weaving
   Wonderful things.
 
Many bright threads,
   From where I couldn’t see,
Were running through the harp-strings
  Rapidly,
 
…

There sat my mother
   With the harp against her shoulder
Looking nineteen
   And not a day older,
 
A smile about her lips,
   And a light about her head,
And her hands in the harp-strings
   Frozen dead.
 
And piled up beside her
   And toppling to the skies,
Were the clothes of a king’s son,
   Just my size.

The Ballad Of The Harp-Weaver

ELLE S’APPELLE ELSPETH C’EST FOU CE QU’ELLE DÉVORE 
ELLE EST DE L’ESPÈCE DES SOURIS PAPIVORES
OTHELLO MACBETH COOPER FENIMORE
BIEN SÛR MONSIEUR TESTE AND SO MANY MORE

AND IN A WORLD OF WORDS SHE LIVES UNDER THE SPELL JUST LIKE A MILLION BIRDS QUI LA FRÔLENT DES AILES

PLEASED TO MEET ELSPETH
MAIS NI REGRETS NI REMORDS SHE’S ALREADY FOUND HER BEST FRIEND AND SO MUCH MORE
YOU LUCKY ANDY

ET DANS SON MONDE DE MOTS SON UNIVERS DE LETTRES 
C’EST DES MILLIONS D’OISEAUX QUI LA FRÔLENT PEUT-ÊTRE

COMMENT ELLE S’APPELLE ELLE S’APPELLE ELSPETH 
COMMENT ÇA S’ÉPELLE DON’T KNOW HOW TO SPELL 
AD LIB
AND IF YOU DON’T THINK PARIS WAS MADE FOR LOVE GIVE LONDON ONE MORE CHANCE

LA SOURIS PAPIVORE (Lyrics) song for Elspeth

A Kinsâme song with :
https://soundcloud.com/kiyotoyoshihara

1. Si l'hexagramme de Pikachu zèbre ces zombies de la raie alitée, le pilier est speed. Mare nostrum.

2. Les dix mille multi-clonages du gemme impérial lunent tes yeux mi-clos en cloque d'un sexy jutsu. Semper fidelis.

3. Quelques kicks ainsi connectés car San ku Kaï par terreur amère circule sans ceinture effaçant le centre délétère sous ses astres sismiques. Missi dominiqui.

4. Alors, l'omission du feu onde Kira qui inscrit sur son carnet d'onyx l'ode des erres érodées. Sator arepo tenet opera rotas.

5. Allez coquin, cache-moi cet arc-en-ciel dans ton cœur que je ne saurais entendre sans secret sanguin cerclé sous le sanctuaire de Shiryu. Res nullius.

6. En action, ce Vogue Merry attelé de six dragons soufflant dans des escargophones les mérites du Gum-Gum. Yo ! Yo ! Yo ! Jugula ! Ne...

7. Les super nanas singent Sailor Moon pour plaindre d'autres week-ends ascensionnistes au ping-pong des planètes. Non fui, fui, non sum, non curo.

8. Quelle roue tourne toujours ? Onizuka en perd son sombrage à l'âge sonique des perfections digitales. Dente superbo.

9. Voici que l'arène s'est suspendue distillant sa silice aphrodisiaque dans les iris de tous les tamagotchis, frères de l'écho et du mirage. Morituri te salutant

Tamagotchi - Moi - KY32 - XT444  -  Kinsâme

LYRICS 

8 billion people stopped praying today
Planes fell from the sky, fell like rain
Cars went crashing off of the roads
Tsunami waves landed on the coast

When I think how it ended tween you and me 
I begged the whole world to get back on their knees 
Please

Golden Gate Bridge is in the sea
The angels refused to intervene
The nations armies have gone to war
Those petty thoughts went out the door 

When I think how it ended tween you and me 
I begged the whole world to get back on their knees 
Please

Please forgive me for my selfish ways 
I know the whole world is falling away
My baby got caught up in this mess 
I didn’t try - didn’t do my best

When I think how it ended tween you and me 
I begged the whole world to get back on their knees 
Please

Begged the Whole World

A couple of months ago I had the chance to jam with a couple of friends on guitars at a dinner party. We played a few Stones covers, and the vibe was ok. Then suddenly someone named the Velvet Underground, so I started strumming and singing a classic number we used to perform pretty often when we were young, "I'm Waiting For My Man". I could really feel it, and when I got home I thought it was worth trying to record it. In the past we used to cover the Live 1969 version, but this time I tried to blend it with a couple of other renditions, namely the 1972 Transformer Tour performance and an acoustic demo recorded in 1965. Quite obviously, I ended up adding to this bizarre jumble my own touch. I completed most of the tracking in about a week, but it took me a long time before trying to record vocals. It somehow sounded dull and trivial to my ears, so I had lost interest in finishing the song. Then a couple of weeks ago I felt inspired and I did the vocals. I also added an organ and a Cretan lyra parts, to make the ending section sound a bit more exciting.
Hope you'll enjoy this studio jam, I think it sounds quite unusual if compared to the rest of my stuff, but at the end of the day it's not so bad to listen to.

Teth Sin : acoustic guitar, electric guitars, bass guitar, vocals, organ, drums, Cretan lyra

Original composition & lyrics by Lou Reed
Arrangement, mix, mastering, photo & cover artwork design by Teth Sin

I'm Waiting for My Man

I'm Waiting For My Man - VU Cover By Teth Sin

In this fictional story, Madlyn, "the little girl dressed in blue" from the track, Climb Up the Ladder is missed by her dad. We've gotten a number of condolence messages. I guess we did a good job on this track!

Ruby LaRue

MADLYN

MAP: 
Music and Poetry 
to map all the universes
with all the non human voices.

 I am Wivresse, a french poetess exploring music and voice by her own feelings and self-taught.

MAP is a musical genre that comes from permaculture art in order to reconcile nature and culture, because there is no difference between the two, it's like saying that the horizon is a border.
I'm also developing a new project: 
MAB Music And Biophilia (Music including sounds of life to celebrate it).
And in this idea, I work on natural frequencies.

The musical genres I explore: World, electro, arty, traditional, care, experimental, ritual, jazzy.

Available for collaborations.

I also play in two duets, one with a Japanese musician for more than 10 years:

 ☆Kinsâme ☆
with Kyt de Kinsâme :

https://m.soundcloud.com/kiyotoyoshihara

( Electro, J-Pop, world, ambient, experimental, jazz)
-----------------------------------

 And the other with an American musician, 

 ᚎ Pythyrsus ᚎ
 with Mesmo :

https://m.soundcloud.com/mesmo1

(Alternative, experimental, ritual)

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WE ARE NATURE DEFENDING ITSELF



Other projects:

https://soundcloud.com/wivresse


Sorcière en Poétique quête contre les camps de civilisation.

Éco-poétique et art permaculturel.

https://instagram.com/wivresse
https://www.tiktok.com/@wivresse
www.youtube.com/@wivresse

Tamagotchi - Moi - KY32 - XT444 - Kinsâme

Wivresse ᚂ

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