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And someone shouted
Dance
As stars exploded
Sending
A rush of planets across our feet to tickle the light
From obsolete formats
Shaping portals
Into
Lecky’s avatar
Inhabiting the analogue
To suck the hope
From images
As here we go again
Dance
You 4am monsters
Stumble sweating
With England underfoot
Stomping the topsoil
Skyward
Dance
You stupid unforgettables
Our fabulous nobodies
Rolling on the breeze
As a beautiful white noise
Populating the sonic spaces
Dance
And be taken
Turned out
Vanishing
Dissipating
All there and not
Scatter scatter
No footprints
No path
Last train serotonin disciples probing
Sonic intensity
And the back seats
In search of
The new super ape
And potentialities
Needing to find
Futures
Sixty harvests left
So
Dance
Eshuns
Hyper rhythmic
Dance
Arthur Russell’s full complexity
Dance
To let the body spirit lead
Bassbin believers
Dance
Your eyes
To the stars
As it floods
Through your ears
To grip
The lamppost
And sleep on the night bus
With dreams you had
To dance
Back
Through
Those portals
Of experimental
loose cannon
wondering
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Under the waves of sound In the dark
Where your
Silhouetted bodies
Move in shoal emotion
A Gathering
Of arm and leg
Head and lung
Of bone and blood
And teeth that smile
Finding yourself pooled
Glistening
In moments
That recognise potentialities
In the necessities
Of how we will change
Of beyond the beyonder
In movement
To find rhythm
Yearning
To beat out
Without toil
Til’ the tears come
Til’ the glasses smash
And the lighting man
Fades up the sun
Trusting love
Into a bottle
Cast on a sea of information
That bobs to a Shackleton elegy
Blowing to the river
Caught in the slurry
Of grey
Undefined
Unrecognised
Laughter
As togetherness realises itself
Surrenders itself
To reach
Down into
And through the mud
As thunder
Plunders the decibels
Above
And cyclones of invisible atmospheres
Are cutting deep
To strip the loam
Down to the bedrock
Digging out the marl
The sod
Stripping the turf
We have resettled
the topsoil as we moved
And itʼs taken like
The analogue light
Shot into the sky
As arrows
Falling as Larkins
Dark rain
That we must
Plant ourselves in
But for now
We dance
credits
released February 3, 2020
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I can't speak to the lyrics, but I really like this manifestation of electronic lounge music and North African drums and vocals.
It's good late night chill music, not downtempo but energetic in a laid back way musically. Gaelan D'costa