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Echo And Refrain
11:49
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Echo And Refrain
M.Azanyah
It is this irony: That within so wide a field of so many disparate voices— Impassioned though they be— There comes forth no new song. (It would appear we still are victims of a never ending sing-along). So one must ask: to whom does what belong? When all that sounds upon the ear is merely echo and refrain, Echo and refrain, Echo and refrain…
Yes, here we are, Bound again within an evident insanity; Bent still beneath the burden of a cruel levity; Bowed now beneath the press of an invisibility: This self-fulfilling gravity.
To whom does what belong? For whom do we rehearse this current round of sing-along? If not to haunt the memories of those not yet come; To taunt the silence of those already gone?!? Perhaps more to avert the tears of this our painful reality: Our present impotent futility. Repeat after me.
Repeat after me. Repeat after me…
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The Empire
06:54
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The Empire
M.Azanyah
Today we must regrettably concede the failure of The Empire, whether we want to or not.
Pardon me sir, not meaning to be rude, but is everything okay? How… how… how yu mean okay!? Hey mate! Hey mate! Sir, is everything okay? How… how… how yu mean okay!? How… how… how yu mean okay!? How… how… how yu mean okay!?
Whether we want to or not… We have been the recipients of a good education. Whether we want to or not… We have been the recipients of a good education. Whether we want to or not… But is everything okay? Hey mate! Hey mate! Is everything okay? How… how… how yu mean okay!? We have been the recipients of a good education.
But is everything okay? How… how… how yu mean okay!? How… how… how yu mean okay!? How… how… how yu mean okay!? We have been the recipients of a good education. Whether we want to or not… Hey mate! Is everything okay? Hey mate! Is everything okay? How… how… how yu mean okay!?
The failure of The Empire... The failure of The Empire... The failure of The Empire… The failure of The Empire... The failure of The Empire…
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3. |
We Know Who You Are
05:13
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We Know Who You Are
M. Azanyah
Blinding The glare of a risen sun At the height of day Brilliant that light Beyond which none Discerned the way Impenetrable that haze Perpetual the maze A necessary means To realize as bright a future As was a beginning vague Hope kept alive For fear of an inevitable end
And yet came the rains Washing away a multitude of cares Accumulated burdens of innumerable years And in that refreshing We knew who we were We knew who we were
And now We know who you are And now we know who you are And now we know Who you are
So now We know who you are Yes Now we know who you are We know who you are
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4. |
The Emperor
05:16
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The Emperor
M.Azanyah
The Emperor wears his nakedness Like invisible makeup Open eyes dreaming Tears of laughter streaming— Not his own— But then he has grown up As one who walks amongst the shadows What then would he know of light?
Lost to visions of an island paradise Life twice imagined nice How then to awaken To void and desolate white sand beaches To seas violent and raging To the thunder of an age now ending?
No The Emperor wears his nakedness Like invisible makeup
Covering dark circles Of tired eyes wide open sleeping Tired eyes dreaming
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People Of Color
08:09
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People Of Color
M. Azanyah
Today we need to think about Where we are in this world, Who we are in this world, Why we are at all in this world, Now, at this present time
People of Color, People of Color, People of Color, People of Color, People of Color, People of Color.
Today we need to think about Where we are in this world, Who we are in this world, Why we are at all in this World, Now, at this present time
People of Color, People of Color, People of Color, People of Color, People of Color, People of Color.
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6. |
Wha Mek Dem Tink
02:30
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Wha Mek Dem Tink
M. Azanyah
I man a check fi all dat a gwan pan di Eart’ right now. Mek I tell yu dis: It cyaan’ las’
When I look aroun’ an see all di tings dem a cyarry on wit— All di oppression an’ dispossession an’ trickery an all dem ting deh-- Wha mek dem tink dem can just cyarry on fi’ever like dat? Man, it… it no gwine las’—cyaan’ las’…
All di oppression an’ dispossession an’ trickery an all dem ting deh Wha mek dem tink dem can jus cyarry on fi’ever like dat? Wha mek dem tink dem can jus cyarry on fi’ever like dat? Wha mek dem tink dem can jus cyarry on fi’ever like dat? It cyaan’ las’… It cyaan’ las’… It cyaan’ las’…
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7. |
Between The Lines
08:10
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Between The Lines
M. Azanyah/P. Jones
Na Na Na Na-Na Na-Na Bu-Na-Na Na Na-Na-Na
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8. |
My People, My People
07:06
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My People, My People
M. Azanyah
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Ay Yah Yah Yah Ay Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah Ay Yah Yah Yah Ay Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah Yah
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9. |
Like The Wind
09:22
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M. Azanyah Atlanta, Georgia
Of Jamaican parentage, and a native of London, England, Mamaniji Azanyah currently resides in Atlanta, Georgia, USA, working as bassist, composer, arranger and producer; performing as bassist for several ensembles including SOLAR, Mausiki Scales and the Common Ground Collective, Pure Soundz, Julie Dexter, The Alpiar Experiment, and his own groups, Azanyah, Mastery and MAK Trio. ... more
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