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Dawn-Song: Track By Track of ‘For Morgan’ by NickPEvans

Dawn-song aka NickPEvans narrates an intimate insight into the recording of his debut LP ‘For Morgan which is out now on Ffynnone Recordings. 

"This remarkable album........a gentler mood pervades, that peculiar Englishness, if a Welshman can forgive me for that, of Syd Barrett, Robyn Hitchcock and Julian Cope." ✭✭✭✭ Folk Radio UK "How singularly and unutterably beautiful is that?" ✭✭✭✭ Adam Walton, BBC Radio "I can't remember the last time I listened to an album three times straight through." ✭✭✭✭ Fatea Magazine "..and for someone singing (as in actual singing) for perhaps the first time, Evans has a very nice voice." ✭✭✭✭ BUZZ Magazine "...gives us a composition full of beauty, heart and soul." ✭✭✭✭ Diamond Deposits “Ought to be part of everyone’s collection. Like we all ought to own a Dylan, Miles Davis, Jacques Loussier, or certain recordings, Bright Phoebus, Wish You were Here, and Gorecki Symphony no.3. I can find nothing wrong with it. This belongs to that club of recordings that are classic” 

✭✭✭✭ John Eliot, Welsh Connections "The 'For Morgan' album is quite a beautiful one and touches on artists like Nick Drake at times vocally all performed with a sultry and calming feel." ✭✭✭✭ The Sounds Won't Stop

Early supporters of Dawn-song include Swami John Reis (Hot Snakes), Penny Rimbaud (Crass), Brendan Canty (Fugazi), Aldous Harding, Stephen Taverner, Laurence Bell, and we thank them for their love and positivity.

Released physically via Ffynnone Records on the 28th of May, 'For Morgan', the beautiful debut album by Dawn-Song will be available on Limited Edition Vinyl and Compact Disc. Come with us on an epic journey from Dark to Light, an extraordinary tale of total excess to finding ones inner calm, a musical time-capsule 'For Morgan' is an audio letter from Father to Son. Welshman Nick Evans originally from Penarth, South Wales found himself in the centre of London's consuming Music Business in the 90's. His Elemental Records a pioneering Label was home to Alabama 3, Rocket From The Crypt amounst others. "I made an album of my songs with some wonderful collaborators over the last couple of years. When I’m gone I wanted to continue to be able to sing for my son Morgan if he needed me. My father published a small book of poetry before he died and if I’m missing him a lot I read a bit of it and I feel reconnected. I also wanted to make something my mother could enjoy. So the record is for Morgan" - Nick Evans AKA Dawn-Song "When we were young We dreamed of creating a better future We Screamed, We Shouted We Loved, We Lost But We Lived Sometimes Together, Sometime Apart And Now I hear my friend talking from a future to his son I hear my friend imploring the world to do and to be better I hear the same song with a different sound I hear the Byrds, I hear Crass The shoutings gone, replaced with fragility and love I hear dawn Song" - Ffynnone Records Dawn-song - 'For Morgan' Tracklisting 1. Dark Sun 2. Holy Rain 3. She Has Spoken 4. Heartbeats Of My Son 5. Darker Shade Of Love 6. Her Majesty 7. Song Of Songs 8. A Blessing & A Curse 9. Prayer To Fire 10. Cloud Canopy 11. Maitri Links Online facebook.com/dawnSongforMorgan instagram.com/nickypevans theconsciousfire.tumblr.com twitter.com/NickypEvans https://dawn-song.bandcamp.comhttps://open.spotify.com/artist/4GIbtPTLlULXRwyHrzVdw7?si=hz5FLUrNRQS0fSvtWFg45g

[with-love-anu]

Dear James,

I don't know what prompted me to write this letter. I've heard that writing your feelings down when you can't say the words is a good way to express them. I do not intend to give you this letter, I am writing it simply for the purpose that I let go of some of the feelings and thoughts, for and of you, that seem to bubbling over.

Sometimes I wonder what good I did in this world to deserve you in my life. You... you are everything that is good and right in this world. You are intelligent, kind-hearted, cunning (in a good way), caring, funny and yes, handsome.

Everything about you is effervescently beautiful. Your mischevious smile when you're planning a new prank with the boys, the way your eyes light up whenever you see someone laughing in your presence, the kindness of your heart that bleeds through every single moment of your existence, your need to help anyone at any time whether they asked for you to or not. I could go on and on, but then I'd be sitting here writing till my hand cramps and days would bleed into months into years.

When I look at you, I feel an insurmountable happiness that I never thought was possible. You have shown me that there are good people in this cruel world, that people can stick to their promises. You have never once let me down or let me feel alone (and I know for a fact you never will).

I can never thank you enough for that.

The day you walked into my life, it was like sunshine breaking through dark clouds after a storm. You are the light of my life. And I hope, that I bring even the slightest amount of happiness and brightness into your life like you do in mine.

There are many words that one could use to describe you, James Potter. But I don't think any one, or combination, of them could ever live up to you because you truly are one of a kind.

I wish I had more time to write what I felt for you down. But unfortunately (and fortunately), I need to leave now or I'll be late to arriving at your house. I am very excited to see all the boys after weeks, but mostly I am ecstatic to finally be in your presence again.

With all my love and all my heart,

Maitri.

******

It would've been longer 💀 but then I realized this is an ask and not a draft for a fic. I hope you're still taking these but it's fine if you aren't 🙃

Dear Maitri,

I found a paper tucked in your drawer today and seeing my name on it, I couldn't help but read. I had no idea you felt this way.. All these years we spent together, all the late nights and hours— you never said a word. I know I shouldn't feel bad, but I do. Because I always thought I knew everything about you, that I was supposed to be your best friend. Because I've been in love with you since our 3rd year.

All this time Sirius and Remus teasing me relentlessly about the way I looked at you— you were always so beautiful, all the days I spent away wondering what it would be like to date you, to kiss you. I didn't think it was possible for me to love you any more but I was wrong. Falling for you was the easiest thing I have done.

I hinted you so many times but you always brushed it off— I kept on telling myself you see me as a friend. And now I see this and my emotions are just all over the place. I know if I decided to talk to you about this I would forget some things and I do not want to do that. Not when I love you such.

Maitri, you really are the best thing that happened to me. And I would love to take you out. As a date. Where I could bring you flowers, hold your hand and kiss you if you agree to. I'll be waiting for you in the restaurant you love to go to tomorrow. Same time.

Lots of love,

James.

****

PLEASE I LOVED WRITING THIS THANK YOU FOR SENDING IT IN.

HP Roleplay

[george-fabian-weasley]

I am here again :)

👁️👄👁️ - could you please review of Fred fic 👉🏼👈🏼 it's called 'Until Every Star In the Universe Dies'

HDIAJD MAITRI HONEY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR JOINING MY SLEEPOVER MUAH ILY 🥺💓

Until Every Star in the Universe Dies by @mytreec

Summary: Prompt 22. "Take me back to the night we met." (Lord Huron - The night we met)

For me personally, I don't mind if fics don't have summaries, one sentence is enough to pique my interest but others may not feel the same, so I would probably suggest do a short summary first, so people will know what they're diving into! Also I love the song so much KDHSJDJ i suggest yall read it with the song in the background!

They sat in the Great Hall surrounded by all the survivors. The battle was over, Voldemort was dead. But then why did they not feel the want to rejoice like everyone else around them? Why did they feel numb to their surroundings - the sounds, whispers, light, joy, everything? It was because the one person that mattered the most wasn’t there with them. How did any of this matter, winning the war and defeating the darkest wizard of all time, if they didn’t have them by their side? They’d lost their S/O; nothing mattered anymore.

I really love how you managed to describe the feelings, it really got me hooked so so good LIKE SO SO GOOD YOU HAVE NO IDEA

Filch’s footsteps and shouts drew closer. Y/N held her breath as they momentarily paused outside the tapestry before continuing onwards, releasing her breath only when she could no longer hear them. She turned to look up wide-eyed at the chocolate brown eyes staring down at her in curiosity. Both their chests heaved heavily, trying to get enough oxygen into their lungs.

DUDE THE TENSION HERE IS SO STRONG JSHDJSJJF I LOVE THIS YUH GET ITTTT

“You never told me your name!” she heard Fred shout out after her.

WAIT NO I LOVE THIS FRED WOULD DEFINITELY DO THIS OH MY DJSJJDJSHD there is just something about this sentence that makes me giddy like GAHHH HE WANTS TO KNOW HER NAMEEE

In the kitchen, Molly could be seen gripping onto the countertop, her knuckles white, not being to deal with the gut-wrenching sobs that sounded through the Burrow. George remained quiet, holding his best friend and rocking them back and forth.

WAIT NO— MOLLY NOOOO PLEASE I WANNA HUG HER SHSKHXJS NOOOOO NOT MOLLY

“Take me back,” they muttered over and over again, pleading the universe to rewind time and let them live these past seven years with their S/O again.

wow. this one right here broke me. IT BROKE ME MAITRI YOU KNOW THIS WOULD HAPPEN DIDNT YOU

Fred’s eyes didn’t waver from Y/N as he answered, “I’m going to marry her mum,” His eyes drifted away from Y/N to look at his mother, “I know we’re only seventeen and we’re still young but there can be no one but her.”

OH FUCK NO MAITRI THE FEELS IS TOO STRONG IM CRYING LEGIT TEARS

“Come dance with me,” he whispered into the quiet of the morning.

I'm weak for this. I aint strong for this mAITRI WHAT HAVE YOU DONE

They laid there in silence, staring into each other's eyes, relishing in the feeling of being in the other’s arms because who knew if they would be able to do this again. The war was coming, everyone could feel it. The darkness looming over the world had reached its optimum point, the muggles noticed it too whether they knew what it was about or not.

This paragraph right here, it's just beautiful. You described the situation so well and the feeling so wonderfully. HDJWJJDD YOURE SO GOOD AT THIS WHAT

They laid in bed that night in each other’s arms. Sleep was the last thing on their mind as they exchanged small kisses and quiet I-love-you’s, and wiped each other’s tears away. They stayed awake as the morning light streamed into the bedroom lighting up the world in a soft orange glow, staring at each other knowing that could very well be the last night they got to do this.

the way this broke me so much 🥺 MAITRI IS BREAKING MY HEART WHAT YOU WANTED?

“Why? Why did you leave me? Why do I get to live whereas you died?” they asked, their throat constricting as they compelled themself not to cry, “Why? Why did you push me out of the way?”

BROOOO NOOO NOT THE BREAKDOWN—JUST ANYTHING BUT THE BREAKDOWN IM CRYING

“No. Please no. No no no,” they choked out, hurrying to move the broken wall pieces aside and uncover the body, hoping it wasn’t them even though deep down they knew it was. The world fell silent as they fell onto their knees, numb to the shock that went up through their legs. They let out a blood-curdling cry at the sight of their S/O’s unmoving body; eyes unblinking, staring up at the ceiling but seeing nothing. They gathered them up in their arms, moving their hair and dust out of their face.

One question. How dare you

They continued to fight against Ron, shouting at him to let them go. They couldn't leave them alone, they had to get back to them. Their S/O couldn’t wake up all alone in the middle of an ongoing war.

MAITRI NOOOOO IM SOBBING THIS IS TOO SAD FOR ME PLEASE

The first smile, in months, broke out on their face, similar to the rays of sunshine peeking through the breaks in the clouds after a storm, as a gentle breeze grazed their cheeks, the feeling equivalent to fingers tracing the freckles on their cheeks and nose, playing connect-the-dots.

Momma this one right here is one good paragraph of words. I can't explain it but I love it so much

Also I won't spoil the ending but here is my reaction basically

Overall: I- Wow. That was a fucking beautiful emotional rollercoaster. I haven't cried so much for a fic for a long while now, holy crap. 10/10 would recommend, 10/10 would read back just to shed a few (more like a fuckton) tears, 10/10 would share this to my mom and let her cry too, 10/10 one of my fav Fred Weasley fics from now on BUT MAITRI YOU BROKE MEEEE HOW CAN I HEAL NOW I LOVE YOU BUT YOU HURT ME 😭

JOIN MY SLEEPOVER!

[thatsoundssobeautiful]

Maitri - All About Creation And Innovation In The Musical Landscape

Maitri – All About Creation And Innovation In The Musical Landscape

https://open.spotify.com/track/7xKbqZlka6F5y2u9Fibozu Reflection and contemplation,  Eyes search for light and elevation, Just like trees do in the morning dew, A cloudy sky might announce the Good Time to be on Cloud nine High on life, rooted in Brooklyn, Maitri blooms and soothes with the smoothest tunes. Maitri (“my tree”), translated from Sanskrit, inspires unconditional friendship and…

[cfor36garh]

Exploring with: @honey_lens_picture_ - I don't want to be in some big beautiful place that nobody want me, because I play the blues..................................................................... 🎨 🌿 🔝 #love #instagood #photooftheday @top.tags #photoeveryday #cute #picture #beautiful #followme #happy #nature #toptags #sky #nature_lovers #nature_brilliance #ff_nature #naturephotography #natureshots #outdoors #clouds #weather #art #artist #artistic #artists #arte #artlovers #instaartoftheday #myart #artwork #photography #cfor36garh (at Maitri Garden) https://www.instagram.com/p/BnY45uZBig6/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1rf596e3p2bon

[ziyingchua-blog]

LOVE (Maitri/Metta) The first aspect of true love is maitri(metta, in Pali), the intention and capacity to offer joy and happiness. To develop that capacity, we have to practice looking and listening deeply so that we know what to do and what not to do to make others happy. If you offer your beloved something she does not need, that is not maitri. You have to see her real situation or what you offer might bring her unhappiness. Without understanding, your love is not true love. You must look deeply in order to see and understand the needs, aspirations, and suffering of the one you love. We all need love. Love brings us joy and well-being. It is as natural as the air. We are loved by the air; we need fresh air to be happy and well. We are loved by trees. We need trees to be healthy. In order to be loved, we have to love, which means we have to understand. For our love to continue, we have to take the appropriate action or non-action to protect the air, the trees, and our beloved. Maitri can be translated as “love” or “loving kindness.” Some Buddhist teachers prefer “loving kindness,” as they find the word “love” too dangerous. But I prefer the word “love.” Words sometimes get sick and we have to heal them. We have been using the word “love” to mean appetite or desire, as in “I love hamburgers.” We have to use language more carefully. “Love” is a beautiful word; we have to restore its meaning. The word “maitri” has roots in the word mitra which means friend. In Buddhism, the primary meaning of love is friendship. We all have the seeds of love in us. We can develop this wonderful source of energy, nurturing the unconditional love that does not expect anything in return. When we understand someone deeply, even someone who has done us harm, we cannot resist loving him or her. Shakyamuni Buddha declared that the Buddha of the next eon will be named “Maitreya, the Buddha of Love.” COMPASSION (Karuna) The second aspect of true love is karuna, the intention and capacity to relieve and transform suffering and lighten sorrows. Karuna is usually translated as “compassion,” but that is not exactly correct. “Compassion” is composed of com (“together with”) and passion (“to suffer”). But we do not need to suffer to remove suffering from another person. Doctors, for instance, can relieve their patients’ suffering without experiencing the same disease in themselves. If we suffer too much, we may be crushed and unable to help. Still, until we find a better word, let us use “compassion” to translate karuna. To develop compassion in ourselves, we need to practice mindful breathing, deep listening, and deep looking. The Lotus Sutra describes Avalokiteshvara as the bodhisattva who practices “looking with the eyes of compassion and listening deeply to the cries of the world.” Compassion contains deep concern. You know the other person is suffering, so you sit close to her. You look and listen deeply to her to be able to touch her pain. You are in deep communication, deep communion with her, and that alone brings some relief. One compassionate word, action, or thought can reduce another person’s suffering and bring him joy. One word can give comfort and confidence, destroy doubt, help someone avoid a mistake, reconcile a conflict, or open the door to liberation. One action can save a person’s life or help him take advantage of a rare opportunity. One thought can do the same, because thoughts always lead to words and actions. With compassion in our heart, every thought, word, and deed can bring about a miracle. When I was a novice, I could not understand why, if the world is filled with suffering, the Buddha has such a beautiful smile. Why isn’t he disturbed by all the suffering? Later I discovered that the Buddha has enough understanding, calm, and strength; that is why the suffering does not overwhelm him. He is able to smile to suffering because he knows how to take care of it and to help transform it. We need to be aware of the suffering, but retain our clarity, calmness, and strength so we can help transform the situation. The ocean of tears cannot drown us if karuna is there. That is why the Buddha’s smile is possible. JOY (Mudita) The third element of true love is mudita, joy. True love always brings joy to ourselves and to the one we love. If our love does not bring joy to both of us, it is not true love. Commentators explain that happiness relates to both body and mind, whereas joy relates primarily to mind. This example is often given: Someone traveling in the desert sees a stream of cool water and experiences joy. On drinking the water, he experiences happiness. Ditthadhamma sukhavihari means “dwelling happily in the present moment.” We don’t rush to the future; we know that everything is here in the present moment. Many small things can bring us tremendous joy, such as the awareness that we have eyes in good condition. We just have to open our eyes and we can see the blue sky, the violet flowers, the children, the trees, and so many other kinds of forms and colors. Dwelling in mindfulness, we can touch these wondrous and refreshing things, and our mind of joy arises naturally. Joy contains happiness and happiness contains joy. Some commentators have said that mudita means “sympathetic joy” or “altruistic joy,” the happiness we feel when others are happy. But that is too limited. It discriminates between self and others. A deeper definition of mudita is a joy that is filled with peace and contentment. We rejoice when we see others happy, but we rejoice in our own wellbeing as well. How can we feel joy for another person when we do not feel joy for ourselves? Joy is for everyone. EQUANIMITY (Upeksha) The fourth element of true love is upeksha, which means equanimity, nonattachment, nondiscrimination, even- mindedness, or letting go. Upa means “over,” and iksha means “to look.” You climb the mountain to be able to look over the whole situation, not bound by one side or the other. If your love has attachment, discrimination, prejudice, or clinging in it, it is not true love. People who do not understand Buddhism sometimes think upeksha means indifference, but true equanimity is neither cold nor indifferent. If you have more than one child, they are all your children. Upeksha does not mean that you don’t love. You love in a way that all your children receive your love, without discrimination. Upeksha has the mark called samatajñana, “the wisdom of equality,” the ability to see everyone as equal, not discriminating between ourselves and others. In a, conflict, even though we are deeply concerned, we remain impartial, able to love and to understand both sides. We shed all discrimination and prejudice, and remove all boundaries between ourselves and others. As long as we see ourselves as the one who loves and the other as the one who is loved, as long as we value ourselves more than others or see ourselves as different from others, we do not have true equanimity. We have to put ourselves “into the other person’s skin” and become one with him if we want to understand and truly love him. When that happens, there is no “self’ and no “other.” Without upeksha, your love may become possessive. A summer breeze can be very refreshing; but if we try to put it in a tin can so we can have it entirely for ourselves, the breeze will die. Our beloved is the same. He is like a cloud, a breeze, a flower. If you imprison him in a tin can, he will die. Yet many people do just that. They rob their loved one of his liberty, until he can no longer be himself. They live to satisfy themselves and use their loved one to help them fulfill that. That is not loving; it is destroying. You say you love him, but if you do not understand his aspirations, his needs, his difficulties, he is in a prison called love. True love allows you to preserve your freedom and the freedom of your beloved. That is upeksha. For love to be true love, it must contain compassion, joy, and equanimity. For compassion to be true compassion, it has to have love, joy, and equanimity in it. True joy has to contain love, compassion, and equanimity. And true equanimity has to have love, compassion, and joy in it.