....and who is saying that British poetry died with Auden & his generation.....Kate is showing dem old farts how to master that lingual bridge , giving way to the treasure of ones own inner utmost sacred feelings and dreams to the world around.,.... she's a True Authentic Anglo Saxon Wordsmith.. ...fam,bigup Miss Rasclaad Tempest 🙏✨💚🤙🏼
Truly amazing! Great to see somebody not settling for the mainstream formulaic style of lyric-writing and instead marrying actual intelligent poetry to superb menacing electronica. The more I listen the greater my appreciation grows.
[Verse 1] I touch the beginning Animating animals and tree Gods Scratching out legends in cave walls The days pour down into nights as we watched We mapped stars with peaks, we fought beasts We caught food for the feast And we walked to a breast to receive the bound wheat The grass, black and strange As we razed plains to ash We laid claims, exchanged grains, and made pacts And we clashed, and we strained, and the rains lashed The young maids were brave, but they were made to lay flat The old ways were too ingrained to make the reins snap We laid traps We gave our names back to the Saints We sang out thanks and complaints We burned fat, arranged bones into flames Each bird a great catch Our songs were spells, and our spells were plain facts [Verse 2] She laid down in the road where the people go by And declared herself willing to try I laid down beside her But all I could see were the feet as they walked over me That's when she told me, "I was holy elixir" She said "I thought I knew the world, but it was only a picture" She said "We’re all written in the holiest scripture It's just we're living in this time that says no inhibitions Get yours, keep going the distance, no limits And don’t bother protesting because nobody listens Besides, all your solutions dissolve under scrutiny And you can't stand a note of derision Instead, seek approval to justify your existence Have opinions, but have no resolve or conviction Just keep your head down Breathe the fumes and indulge your addictions Routine is healthy, ignore the affliction The cost to the soul and the constant constriction Don't consider too closely, have no intermission Keep throwing your fists in slow repetition Most of us manage, what makes you so different? Now, you seem a bright spark Go ahead, take the road with the pilgrims Head for the temples of democracy Freedom, growth, reason, liberty, hope But don't pay attention to what's hanging from the rope" She said, "Decode the language, unfold the symbols I'm told disciples got lost in the hillside Following intellect, they let go of wisdom And now they'll tell you the soul's a closed system They sacrificed instinct to phony ambition And now what they hold in their fist has become all that there is But total existence needs meaning and myth Many misjudged the way and got lost in the mist Your loneliness is the symptom, not the sickness"
And the moment her lips said "peace" my peace melted. I became a memory. I felt myself peel. I was atoms, I was magnesium, I was calcium, I was real. She said "we are born of collision. We are divisions of a bigger vision, and yet we run around like hamsters spinning the wheel. I was on my knees then, I was begging for pardon. I was old and I was clothed in white garments in a vast red desert where the rocks were dark blue and varnished. Thats when the voice said "this is the garden. now you better start sewing or there wont be a harvest."
I love this poem, I love this performance and I love the beats, but I also just want to say - this animation is freaking amazing and just absolutely perfect. Natalya Lobanova, you have a new fan in me.
Love it! A magical way with words.. Thank you for your creation, it's such a joy to hear poetry like this and to remember so much of us are on the same way, pioneering for a new way of life. It's slowly slowly happening, each day more of us are waking up to our authenticity and learning to hold strong by it
Kae ❤️❤️❤️ I’m nonbinary. You inspired me before, but now you’re my first ever out nonbinary role model. I can’t wait to to cut the sleeves and dead name off my traps/lessons shirt. Much love!
You are a very interesting young lady! I need to check out more of your stuff (I first heard you in 'People's Faces' played by a radio station in Minneapolis - St. Paul).
as an atheist I dislike the religious (= christian) undertone but chapeau for "freedom, growth, reason, liberty, hope but don't pay attention to what's hanging from the rope"! I also really like the album, great stuff.
....and who is saying that British poetry died with Auden & his generation.....Kate is showing dem old farts how to master that lingual bridge , giving way to the treasure of ones own inner utmost sacred feelings and dreams to the world around.,.... she's a True Authentic Anglo Saxon Wordsmith.. ...fam,bigup Miss Rasclaad Tempest 🙏✨💚🤙🏼
Truly amazing! Great to see somebody not settling for the mainstream formulaic style of lyric-writing and instead marrying actual intelligent poetry to superb menacing electronica. The more I listen the greater my appreciation grows.
Modernising myth bringing it right back to where it should be. Can't get enough of this.
Deeper than deep storytelling music. Never stop.
[Verse 1]
I touch the beginning
Animating animals and tree Gods
Scratching out legends in cave walls
The days pour down into nights as we watched
We mapped stars with peaks, we fought beasts
We caught food for the feast
And we walked to a breast to receive the bound wheat
The grass, black and strange
As we razed plains to ash
We laid claims, exchanged grains, and made pacts
And we clashed, and we strained, and the rains lashed
The young maids were brave, but they were made to lay flat
The old ways were too ingrained to make the reins snap
We laid traps
We gave our names back to the Saints
We sang out thanks and complaints
We burned fat, arranged bones into flames
Each bird a great catch
Our songs were spells, and our spells were plain facts
[Verse 2]
She laid down in the road where the people go by
And declared herself willing to try
I laid down beside her
But all I could see were the feet as they walked over me
That's when she told me, "I was holy elixir"
She said "I thought I knew the world, but it was only a picture"
She said "We’re all written in the holiest scripture
It's just we're living in this time that says no inhibitions
Get yours, keep going the distance, no limits
And don’t bother protesting because nobody listens
Besides, all your solutions dissolve under scrutiny
And you can't stand a note of derision
Instead, seek approval to justify your existence
Have opinions, but have no resolve or conviction
Just keep your head down
Breathe the fumes and indulge your addictions
Routine is healthy, ignore the affliction
The cost to the soul and the constant constriction
Don't consider too closely, have no intermission
Keep throwing your fists in slow repetition
Most of us manage, what makes you so different?
Now, you seem a bright spark
Go ahead, take the road with the pilgrims
Head for the temples of democracy
Freedom, growth, reason, liberty, hope
But don't pay attention to what's hanging from the rope"
She said, "Decode the language, unfold the symbols
I'm told disciples got lost in the hillside
Following intellect, they let go of wisdom
And now they'll tell you the soul's a closed system
They sacrificed instinct to phony ambition
And now what they hold in their fist has become all that there is
But total existence needs meaning and myth
Many misjudged the way and got lost in the mist
Your loneliness is the symptom, not the sickness"
And the moment her lips said "peace" my peace melted.
I became a memory. I felt myself peel.
I was atoms, I was magnesium, I was calcium, I was real.
She said "we are born of collision. We are divisions of a bigger vision, and yet we run around like hamsters spinning the wheel.
I was on my knees then, I was begging for pardon.
I was old and I was clothed in white garments in a vast red desert where the rocks were dark blue and varnished.
Thats when the voice said "this is the garden. now you better start sewing or there wont be a harvest."
@@OngoingDiscovery Sewing = sowing
Kate, you can make us feel the feeling... That's a rare gift... Keep going... Love ya...
Poetry at its finest.
Holy shit this track is BRUTAL! Don't know how many times I've heard it but it gives me the goosebumps everytime!
she really gets it,the battle for the light in our present time of chaos
I love this poem, I love this performance and I love the beats, but I also just want to say - this animation is freaking amazing and just absolutely perfect. Natalya Lobanova, you have a new fan in me.
I seriously love you and your wordcraft.. dam.. so much soul
GROSSE CLAQUE👍🤙✌️🤟🕊️☮️🌈
0:56 is a stunning visual. More great work from Kate it’s hard not to expect it from here anymore. She is always quality and beyond professional
I've not enjoyed anything by Kate Tempest.. until I heard this on 6 Music last week. Fucking amazing.
Haven't felt this since Digable Planets.
Sublime.
All killer no filler, everything she says is relatable. When I wake at #4:18 my first thought is THIS THE MOMENT. UK'S Marshall Mathers ❤️💯
Lyrical genius and poet...very clever! Well done you x
Thank-you Kate and musicians ... pathway to freedom xx
Love it.
Getting Faithless vives from this, somehow.
Juste merci !!!
Love it! A magical way with words.. Thank you for your creation, it's such a joy to hear poetry like this and to remember so much of us are on the same way, pioneering for a new way of life. It's slowly slowly happening, each day more of us are waking up to our authenticity and learning to hold strong by it
Blimey
Really love this Kate and folks, such lush synths and brilliant words. Cheers for this one.
Unreal just love it thanks❤❤
Just lovely x
You are a raw gift that makes people think and rethink shit. Big love 💕
I had to stop when I first heard this track. Powerful. Truthful. Amazing.
same
Keep spinning the wheel great tune
😍🌹😍🌹😍💪✌️💪✌️💪🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩 Literally speechless.. Feckin love you, this your vibe!! You my kinda tribe!!
Big respect!
Getting a nice Aesop Rock vibe. Excellent!
beautiful
Awesome.
Superb . . .
to prove this world isn't just, this song is still seriously lacking recognition. Kate summed up humanity and existence in 5 mins.
Kae ❤️❤️❤️ I’m nonbinary. You inspired me before, but now you’re my first ever out nonbinary role model. I can’t wait to to cut the sleeves and dead name off my traps/lessons shirt. Much love!
Totally transfixed and amazed at the insight. Pure genius.
I love this way more than the original!! CHRIST 🔥
Holy talent.... wow
breat-loosing...what a great ..
Stunning.
Wow love it, Thank You.
So real.
Nice flow to it.
Mind blown. That was awesome.
It’s really striking, thank you for this gift !
Playing a different game.....Best British Act bar none.
Love❤
Wow!
this is HARD
I want to write many praises but none do it justice.
Unadulterated Genius.
When I 1st heard you on Radio 6 I couldn't stop listening you are amazing with words
The visuals are great but the original „holy elixir“ is much more beautiful
That's some pagan fyah!
You are a very interesting young lady! I need to check out more of your stuff (I first heard you in 'People's Faces' played by a radio station in Minneapolis - St. Paul).
Holy Elixir or Unholy Elixer? They are both so good I just can't decide.
Wow! Amazing tune!
Exactly what I needed rn, ty
I love the album version too, but this is sick
Great tune / TREPANIC
Dope
👍👍👍👍👍👍🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩
Is there two versions of this track ?
Yes, Holy Elixir and Unholy Elixir
😎
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Clairvoyant agitator, it isn't the way to make people learn things, they'll just get scared! (though she is quite Accurate)
I hear Helena Hauff. Anyone else?
Fucking awfully delicious
Ouch.
INFJ
as an atheist I dislike the religious (= christian) undertone but chapeau for "freedom, growth, reason, liberty, hope but don't pay attention to what's hanging from the rope"! I also really like the album, great stuff.
As a firm believer in nothing, you should be ashamed of yourself for having such strong beliefs!
Pro or anti the truth the lyrics sound pro but at sometimes she sounds pro witch
Getting a headache
This woman has less flow than Lake Mead
Shite