Face the Reign - Song Release - Open Source Musick Projekt

https://web.facebook.com/TheOSMProjekt/

The info in the description of this song is here:

One thing I dislike about conventional music production is that it does not allow for spontaneous music creation and production.

You must spend months on a single set of songs in order to get them properly recorded and produced and then spend more months promoting exactly the same songs you started with, with slight variations.

The issue I have with this, is that musick is coming out of me all the time. And I can't wait months to get something that is current to the energy flow of mass consciousness out. It must be expressed as soon as it is created and made available. As a channel of a symbol of energy this is my responsibility to 'mind'. I must get it out now! So I must have a method of production and recording with which I can immediately produce and distribute music.

Spend a week on a song if you have to but not months and months and months and by the time we get it, it tastes like a piece of sour stale bread and we expect people to eat it up and say, "Yes, this is good music."

Musick when having lost its spontaneity is no longer musick. It is not authentic. It has simply become a robotic repetition.

This is my view, criticize it if you will but I demand - musick must be spontaneous! The more spontaneous, the more authentic. We are channels of energy and that energy flows through us current-ly.

I wrote this song two days ago, I found a feel in another song I really liked and I reproduced that feel, I recorded it and produced it today. Here it is for your listening pleasure.

"Freely you have received, freely give."

Music is Free.

- MONTEGO IKARUS

facebook.com/montegoikarus


Lyrics:
Face the Reign by MONTEGO IKARUS

How much longer can we suffer like this?
The storm rips the ether to and fro, everything, is empty
We all do what we can with what we have until we're dead
Good luck surviving out there, in weather like this

Stay here and face the demon or wander amongst the dead
In the face of the storm's peak, the rain thunders down with no sign of stopping
Face the demon or get wet, very wet
As above so below, I'll soak if I have to

Independence, independence, we dream of independence
Slave away for 20 years get your house where you can sit
Remedy your pain with addiction, And die when you're dead
Dead inside for being forced through a small hole with a tight push

The clock listens intently and responds with a click
Bound by a body that can only get sick and die
What a sick joke, god, as we know it, does not exist
No god would rationally make this, Chaos in a form reigns

Have another coffee, add more sugar, shut up and drink your black muck
Complain and get a worse lot, those who fight die fighting
Travel light my dear friend, may substance not be your only friend
except maybe oxygen, it's all you've got is breath

Outro:
Allow yourself to breathe
Allow yourself to breathe
It's all you've got, is breath
It's all you've got, is breath

Concept Album Release by Montego Ikarus, "Domestic Terrorist"

The Concept Album of 'Domestic Terrorist' can be downloaded here:https://archive.org/details/DoomIsDoctorRarest

Crowd funding for a professional production of the album can be found here: https://www.gofundme.com/22vgx397

Enjoy!

First World Country Blues - Open Source Musick Projekt Release

"You were born in a first world country, good for you, what an achievement, good for you, yeah." - Montego Ikarus

Another Open Source Musick Projekt Release (fb.com/TheOSMProjekt) by Montego Ikarus (fb.com/MontegoIkarus)

Copyright the Open Source Musick Projekt 2015

Here is a recording of the song played LIVE - The lyrics and soloing are improvised (as all good music should be) so the lyrics below are not exactly the recording, but muck around with the song - it's really fun to write new verses for this one.

If you want to start writing but haven't got the confidence yet - TRY THIS - 1. Feel the song (if you don't feel it, don't do it). 2. Empathize with the intent/starting point of the song and feel yourself in that position (or change it according to something that you can feel it for - eg, I sing Folsom Prison Blues from the perspective that first world life and all its boxes is really just a fluffed up style of fancy prison for higher class slaves). 3. Write. 4. Sing and make it rote (repeat until you don't need to read it). 5. Put your own feel into it, every time you perform. 6. Don't be frightened of forgetting lyrics or singing the wrong thing, improvise! In the moment sing what is true for you, and if you are feeling it, the words come!

The entire Live performance is here:
soundcloud.com/montego-ikarus/liveatthemooreandmoore

The song "First World Country Blues" starts @ 13:43

The chords are Am7 dropping down to Gm7 and sometimes playing the Abm7 in between. Played sometimes as A7 or G7 instead.  The turn-around drops down to F, E and then up to G and back to the regular rhythm pattern.

Make it into anything you like. Rock, classic soul, metal - muckaround, have fun and explore your musical self.

Lyrics:

First World Country Blues

If you wanna be a lover, well you can be a lover
If you wanna be a fool, you can be afraid
If you want the world to end, well it can end for you
All of these things can be true

If you wanna be a winner, well go out and win something
If you wanna be a thief, well go out and steal a thing
If you wanna be a stray, sit with your hat in front of you
If you wanna be an anarchist, go and burn a police vehicooole…

Chorus:
How hard it is to find, Good help around here
Who wants to serve the people, That need the servin’
If we’re gonna make it work, for all of us
Some of us sometime, may have to practice
Curbing our desires
You’re in control, first world country doll

If you wanna be a dickhead, well grow a dick on your head
If you wanna grow old, then tinker away
If you wanna make money, learn the apathy trade
All of these things you can do because you were born in a first world country
oh yeah…

If you wanna be the devil, then you can sign a pact
If you wanna be a critical thinker, then start looking at the facts
If you wanna be free so you can see, open your eyes,
You’ve had them closed all this time
First world country doll

Chorus

If you wanna be a pimple, then you can pop
If you wanna be dramatic, then get out of my way
If you want democracy, then you’re going to have to suffer majority rule
And I don’t like that very much because I am definitely, a minority
Oh baby…

If you want to be a worker in a fantasy trade
You can start selling cupcakes and live in sugar’s malaise
You want to walk on the moon? Then wake Stanley Kubrick from his grave
If you want to be a spiritual teacher, go jump in a lake
yeah… in a lake

Chorus

If you want to get married, have a cup of tea instead
It’s better than… all that
If you want to make real money
You’re going to have to start a war
That’s right, kill those slaves,
make them fight wars you paid for
‘cause you’re in control
First world doll
(at least for now)

If you want to be a love, well you can be a lover
If you want to be a fool, then you can be afraid
If you want the world to end, well it can end for you
All of these things can be true… for you
First world country doll
You’re in control
First world country boy
You’re in control
At least for now
You’re in control

Grab the iron while it’s hot
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Cut, copy, paste - live, play on the street!

As I am!

Love,

Monty xx

Questions and Information on the Open Source Musick Projekt

We are One and as each a point of awareness, we are equal

Q: Hello, can you tell me more about the project?

A: Hi,
This is at present just an idea and it requires the participation of those that agree with it for it to have any physical substance.

The idea is that consciousness is non-local and anything that we draw from it is collective anyway. In an attempt to isolate us from each other and from our expression we have been indoctrinated to believe we are special and unique and original.

While this is true in some respects, ownership and intellectual ownership of songs and music for the sake of mass-corporate marketing and money making for fat cats to get fatter, does not mix with the reality that consciousness is non-local.

Our expression once isolated and put on a CD in a three minute song is then copyrighted by a corporation and sold by the millions with artists getting a pittance and mass marketed lyrics written by ten people trying to evoke sex and appetite in every line to pour capital into Sonys coffers.

We must take our expression back and give music back to the people.

If a song represents a people it IS the people's - it is THEIR song. My idea for using Copyright The Open Musick Projekt 2015 [or respective year].. Is possibly a failsafe against people in the 'music' industry wanting to pick the music up and make a buck. There are others that frontier the idea of Open Source Music. This is the first I know of that admits consciousness is non-local and therefore nothing can be owned.

Thanks, Montego Ikarus

Write it down, get it out and spread it out, far and wide

Q: What about recognition? What about me making a living out of my music? What about my music staying mine and being mine because I made it?

A: Expression in the authentic sense, only happens in the moment. And by this, in the moment it is being expressed. When I sing a song - any song - in THAT moment it is MINE. I cannot lay claim to anything outside of the moment that I control. No one ever can. The moment in the future or the moment in the past, by definition do not exist and can only exist by coercion in an agreed system of time which generates hierarchy and extended realms of control.

It is time we stopped being little children in the sense that we must purify our expression and stop trying to own everything in a MINE MINE MINE sort of way, as if we can own eternally the future or the past of all expression your or my human physical body may have done.

If we really are serious about our music, well, in the moment, our music is our music and no one can ever take that away from you.

I can make money on the street busking, I could make CDs to sell on the street as well. But I do not lay claim to my music outside the domain of authentic expression.

If you want to be recognized for something, be recognized for remaining in the moment and harnessing the energy that people around you give freely so you can give them in return what they require to push forward in that moment.

We are the troubadours of old, let us purify this spiritual practice. We are energy workers of a kind and we have been doing this work throughout the millenia.

Are you a robotic repeater that triggers familiar songs and rhythms to make a buck or are you a master of the universe that lives eternally within and as the ever present singular moment that inhabits everything?

Artwork by Briony Marshall

Q: What is music about to you then?

Write music with feel, let your energy be free, learn that constricting energy with competition and industry actually destroys feel, which is what makes musick. 

LIVE musick is music, whoever is singing in that moment is making music. 

We make a recording of music into musick to us, by putting our energy into it, by putting our feel into it. Without our participation in it, it is a dead thing. Musick that is LIVE and expressed in the moment as if this is the only thing in existence is Real Musick because it is Alive.

And living musick gives life to everyone.

Take down the industry of dead music.

Write something, start with what you know and work from t'here'

Q: I'm not a songwriter and I rely on other people to put words to my emotions, I can still put feel into my music regardless but I'd like to start writing. How do I get started?

If you want to start writing but haven't got the confidence yet - TRY THIS -
1. Feel the song (if you don't feel it, don't do it).
2. Empathize with the intent/starting point of the song and feel yourself in that position (or change it according to something that you can feel it for - eg, I sing Folsom Prison Blues from the perspective that first world life and all its boxes is really just a fluffed up style of fancy prison for higher class slaves - that may not be what you feel, but it works for me to make it something that is authentic in my expression).
3. Write.
4. Sing and make it rote (repeat until you don't need to read it).
5. Put your own feel into it, every time you perform.
6. When performing don't be frightened you will forget lyrics or sing the wrong thing, improvise! In the moment sing what is true for you, and if you are feeling it, the words come!

Trust yourself and your expression. 

Feeling has been made into something dirty and naughty by society but real musick utilises feeling and the ability to touch someone without using your hands.

Q: You speak a lot about 'feel'. I don't understand. What is feel, how do I 'feel' in music?
Express unconditionally what you want to sing from the bottom of your heart and feel will come.

Express the ability to touch other people physically but with musick instead. And this doesn't just mean sex but emotion, love, embrace, intimacy, truth - sing so others literally feel what you are singing and/or why you are singing it.

Trust yourself and feel will come. Music without feel is just a repetition. This is the different between LIVE music and a recording. But just because it is LIVE does not mean it is felt. Feeling is had within the moment and its expression is timeless.

Love,

Monty

fb.com/theOSMProjekt

Upperclass - Open Source Musick release

Here is another Open Source Musick Projekt (fb.com/theOSMProjekt)Release.

With love.

Soundcloud link:
https://soundcloud.com/montego-ikarus/upperclass

Chords and Lyrics =

Verse Chords: E G A B C G F
Chorus Chords: E A => G B

Upper Class

Upper middle-class how long will your wealth be safe
I wonder
You hold just enough capital collectively
to start the ball rolling on something serious
Or will you wait in safeness for your safeness to be plucked from you
and say goodbye
say goodbye to all the good reasons you like Bohemian Freo

Chorus:
We are demons and we have no control
And control is our opium, yeah                    x2

Oh future free people
Won’t you let go of the past
What we remember is what we repeat
The path that you focus on is the path that lights up
And it’s the path you repeat
War is now necessary
We’re bound to compete
Competitions’ bonds sold for every soul deceased
Reap your rewards now before the ripe time
Everybody dies in the end

Chorus

Oh audience of Freo
Won’t you look up at the sky and see the stars in your eyes
The earth is moving in a corkscrew fashion
We are never in the same place twice
The manner of each new moment is a new beginning
And every closing meme a necessary end
Won’t you look up to what will become
Because we’ve given it the space to be what it is

Chorus  x 2

Please replace 'Freo' with your chosen town or city that used to be a bohemian hotspot full of colour and life but is now a gentrified dungeon run by an upper middle class legion of zombies.

Freo referred to Fremantle, Western Australia.

Please share, edit, sing on the streets!

As I am.

Thanks,

Monty

"We are demons and we have no control; and control is our opium, yeah." - Montego Ikarus

Love Shit - Raw Acoustic

"Throw out the government!
Burn the Banks!"

To a nice jazzy arrangement.

Check out this new song written by Montego Ikarus released under The Open Source Musick Projekt (fb.com/theOSMProjekt)

Sound cloud -
https://soundcloud.com/montego-ikarus/love-shit-raw-and-acoustic

LYRICS and CHORDS =

Chords - I'm playing in Eb tuning, can be played in normal tuning just fine. the main chord for this is Am7 which drops to Abm7 occasionally. I fiddle with this variation for the verse bits. The chorus goes from D7 to C7 and then back to Am7. The little solo bit after the first 'Love Shit' before the song gets real drags it up from G7 up to Am7 after the C7. Muck around with it, add sevenths and jazzy chords here and there and you've got the song. Any questions just comment please.

Love Shit

This is the story of a girl

Her name is Lorelei
She convinced me I needed love
Or I would die

She had so much love to give
Out of thin air, love she made, Believe
She owns all my love
She is love’s inventor

Saved me from the meat market push and shove, yes she did
Saved me from the meat market push and shove, oh yeah

Then like a contract from the devil
She made me sign a pact
To owe her love back to a level
What to do with love’s die cast

This debt accrues with interest
She is the only one that can beset
Interest perpetually accumulates on interest
Creating an infinitely unpayable debt

What will it be, love struck folly
Deep love – deeper love – love slave … or deep shit

[guitar solo]

(This is a very different story
And I’m about to tell it to you now)

Lorelei is the bank that owns the world
Her love is the money that enslaves the people
It can never be paid back
Because the self-created source is not generous
(but spiteful and brooding)

To stop the cycle
That won’t stop until you act
One, love your neighbour
Two, burn the banks

And teach your children to produce as well as consume
Take control and run money as the people

Fat cats sit on their wealth
Dragons sleep on gold
They both know something we don’t
Only a select few can live and not be sold

Poverty and pain
Is inevitable and even necessary
To maintain the status quo
Of the current economic reign

Throw out the government
Burn the banks
They’re giving thin air for your blood
sweat and tears

Money is not good enough
Money cannot breathe
It’s not even good enough for a rag to wipe (something I can't say in front of the kids)

Deep love – deeper love – love slave – love *poop*

Deep love – deeper love – love slave – love *poop*

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Please sing this loud on the streets EVERYWHHERE!

As I am!

Thanks,

Monty

Extra verse for Zombie by the Cranberries

Thank slate.com for this photo which was accompanied by the following caption, "Why the zombie boom is really about the economic fears of white-collar workers."

I claim no rights to this song. I've just written an extra verse to it as part of the Open Source Musick Projekt. Which if sang alone without the other verses with its own chord variations and slightly different melody,  is lawfully a different song.

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Another loving human, trained to kill, dies needlessly
To fight rich men's war, protect their toys, how are we being fooled?

It's the same greedy man since all of this began
In your heads, in your heads,  they're controlling
With democracy, nationalism, statism, and their media
In your head,  in your head, the war is fighting

It's in your heads, in your heads
Zombie, Zombie, Zombie    x2

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Enjoy it. Have fun.  And make it yours.  Shout it out on the street,  share it with others.

Love,

Monty