Barynya 2023

' IN THE DARK '  By    Barri Jill  ZahnAnd The  Black  Katt  Brigade

This track was made with CS80, Piment 4, Synthmaster One, Synthmaster 2,CMI V & Spatk 2 (Perc/Toms/Congas,FX)

Wallking under a starry sky

Dark and Light

Dark And Light (NaviarHaiku 482)

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This was a quick holiday write. We stayed with some friends in Slovenia who had a GORGEOUS Yamaha upright piano. Sadly, I didn't have time to record a version on it, but back in my home studio I grabbed a mic and did a live one-take to try and capture a bit of that feeling from the Yamaha. Very little mixing/production has been done (well, for me at any rate!), and it's a bit rough around the edges as a result. But I hope you like it anyway.

LYRICS

Just a little song
To pass the time of day
Sitting in this room
Nothing much to say

Just a little tune
Just some words to sing
Nothing very deep
Doesn’t mean a thing

Oh, sometimes I slip away
Oh, maybe here I go again

Just a little song
Whatever springs to mind
Whatever sounds ok
It’s probably alright

Just a little verse
Neither bad nor good
Doesn’t have to rhyme
But actually it should

Oh, sometimes I slip away
Oh, maybe here I go again

Just a little song
To pass the time of day
Sitting in this room
With nothing much to
With nothing much to
I got nothing much to say

Just A Little Song

Natural Source

Bereft

Poison Flowers Of Summer

Robotic Giddiness

Bubble Headed Mop Dance

The cup of the sleepy morning was filled with dawn.
The birds are drinking dew, but I am no longer there.
It seemed that he lived, it seemed like he was singing.
It turned out that he was not brave enough.

I invented myself, wove it from fantasies,
But no one told me how to clothe me with flesh.
And my transparent phantom wandered around the world,
Moving like a fish with a dreamy mouth.

Like a snare the noisy world created mirages,
Filling the shelves with golden tinsel.
But it carried me into the distance, past lush shop windows,
Into the uninhabited wilderness of vast virgin lands.

Where one restless poet wanders
Under the gun of wildly rushing comets.
Where flesh evaporates in the chorales of luminaries,
Where the treasures of the world are just a pinch of ashes.

The churchyards were flooded with cold water.
In the abandoned wastelands there is a furious howl.
Looks at the sky with the pupils of crazy animals
On the crosses of ships drowned in darkness.

There is no refuge for us, there is no harbor in the abyss.
My poem strives towards the light like diamond dust.

...And it fades, unable to withstand the falseness.
I am getting closer to You - I am getting further and further away.

My ships are sailing away

Waiting

In all chaos there is a cosmos,
In all disorder a secret order.

Album out now - https://open.spotify.com/album/2q0MYWgJd9hqnQ38zq2Njg?si=Oi8YF1EqRMOgS4swCm8sbA

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