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My sister Morning Star You oft before me overhead. My sister Evening Star You cast the fire that I cleave. To usher on, Son of the dawn. My sister Evening Star. My sister Morning Star.
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Medicine 05:06
“Movement through. You, vaguely sibylline, portend all manner of things. I wake in you, our sleep begins, my ribs give beneath an absence of wings. Veg’table sister how you bring it home. You manifest me as I you some. Now that I’ve found me in a state, I’ll find some space to intergrate your tender icaro, it brought me along. I call to you, barely enochian, as a word begotten. When it comes to you the glands expand amidst my crest. My ribs hold an outburst of wings. Well I might have known; you’ve got a dharma of your own and you rode that sucker on. You got it right where I got it wrong. Got your prima materia, you’ve got a dharma of your own; and you rode the sucker on. You got it right where I got it wrong.”
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Langoustine 03:13
I've got but one last lesson, It'll keep me guessing, Until I've seen it through. Is that not a choice that I'd made? I'll leave that one up to you. And cross the abyss from all that's known. If I'd only been a langoustine I'd never have to find my home.
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Mirror Mine 02:51
Mirror of mine, from this distance you glow. I've been a Specularing now how long I don't know. And what I see, I see that much better, Now, and so. What has awaken and what will it bring, All that awaits me is a subtle tempering. Mirror Mine, distance you glow. I'll be vivifying for a moment or so. Every time I'm permitted to do, I've been Specularing a moment or two. And what I gleam, I see that much better, Now, and so. Within the mirror at last, Future shapes what is passed, And the Crescent's bow is primed. And may it ever be so for me each time, By the Mother and Child, And the Three Points of Time, And those higher still than I. Mirror of Mine.
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Bad Scene 03:37
Saw me a girl or was it a dream? Baby been out on the carpe diem. Doing what you don't and dancing off those dreams, The fervent guff on the bad scene. Babe ain't nothin get through 'less you allow it to. Babe then when you get in hell I'll know it's you. When you get home then, I know where you've been The Maudlin gloat on the bad scene. Fought me a boy, how I wish that it weren't, But baby been out where the angels daren't Leaving it to soak and dancing off those dreams, The ashen smirk on the bad scene. Babe ain't nothin get through else you allow it to Babe then when you get in how I'll know it's you. When you get home then, you know what I mean, The turgid glare on the bad scene. And should we ever get there. Darling it's best we prepare, For when our two stars align, 'Pon their ordinant time, We be outta here. Babe ain't nothing get through 'less you allow it to, When baby get in then I'll know it's you, When you get home how you'll know what it means, The Serbonian suck of the bad scene.
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If I leave my heart in the open, Is it an elephant? Should I make these feelings outspoken, Would they be relevant? And if I fling my being to the seven winds, And to the elements, Did all this as a token, Is iit self evident? That we dissolve, little babe, in the light, Coagulating when the feeling's right, Dissolve little babe in the all around, Talk o' the towne. Talk to me of the Autumn please, The storming samaras. With all my feelings debunked at least, They would be out at last. To dissolve, little babe, in the light, Coagulating when the feelings right, Dissolve little babe in the all around, Talk o' the towne. You've got it all now, That being everything one might find. Do you get the same dumb feeling when I'm around, And is it now our time? D'you get the same dumb feeling when I'm around, D'you get the same dumb feeling when I'm around, D'you get the same dumb feeling when I'm around, And do you get it now? If I leave my heart in the open, Is it a metaphor? If I make these feelings outspoken, What would you take me for?
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I once was a babe, baby boy, No sense of propriety. Shame for my shameful wiles, Shame on little ol' me. But now I'm the full grown man, Gots to kick it the best that I can, Got to lie when I deem it right to, I've got my own self to justify to. I once was an apple an eye, No place in society. My whole constitution, Relied on a somebody But now I'm the full grown man, Gots to kick it the best that I can. Got to lie when I deem it right to, I've got my own self to justify to. Pour shame on my shameful heart, Shame on my progeny. Shame to the shameless.
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Here I raised the sun. Compelled mascaretting from Annum, In the hewn twilight of the dawn, We shall be together anon. Else how will I go on. For how could I have Known? How do I atone for the things I have done? Or might I gain repose from my own sunken soul. How do I atone for the things I have done And how do I go on? Here I raised my palms, I poised them loft toward the centre and then on. In the very light of the dawn We shall be together anon. And we shall delight in the close of the night. And we shall belong there. Else how do I go on? For how could I have known? How do I atone for the things I have done? Or might I gain repose from my own sunken soul. How do I atone for the things I have done And how do I go on? When I can only be me? I must only be.
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Lumine 04:05
You're hand held steady gripped my sol, Hand held steady gripped my soul, And I'm left wondering Where'd in the hell it gone to. Hand held steady and you're glyph like eyes, Get the f*ck outta here, I'll catch you in the long year.
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*Atone 04:26
Here I raised the sun. Compelled mascaretting from Annum, In the hewn twilight of the dawn, We shall be together anon. Else how will I go on. For how could I have Known? How do I go on with the things I have done, Or might I atone to my own sullen soul? How do I atone for the things I have done? And how do I go on? Here I raised my palms, I poised them loft toward the centre and then on. In the very light of the dawn We shall be together anon. And we shall delight in the close of the night. And we shall belong there. Else how do I go on? For how could I have known? How do I atone for the things I have done? Or might I gain repose from my own sunken soul. How do I atone for the things I have done And how do I go on? When I can only be me? I must only be.
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Né by Marc Lee

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released September 9, 2016

All music and arrangements written and performed by Marc Lee.

Additional drums on 'Medicine' provided by Phillip Moxham (Young Marble Giants).

All songs produced by Marc Lee and Meurig Hailstone and engineered by Meurig Hailstone, except for "Medicine", produced by Marc Lee and Julio Bigbang and engineered by Julio Bigbang; and 'Lumine' produced by Marc Lee & Cut From Moons.

Album Mastered by Donal Whelan.

©℗MarcBarrettLee 2016

Recorded at Cathays Community Centre, United Kingdom.
www.reeltimesoundservices.co.uk

Layout by Laura Redburn:
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'Né' Graphic Design by Marc-Barrett-Lee

All Photography by Marc Davies
cutfrommoons.bandcamp.com/releases

'Winter Incantor' donated by Qubias Ghazala:
www.anti-theory.com

Megabass Waterphone designed and built by Richard Waters:
www.waterphone.com

Ice-cream van sample on 'Lumine': 'Turkey in the Straw'(trad.)

For Sandra and Wyndham.

Special acknowledgement:
'Music Time' (BBC Television)

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"The heart moved by love, wants to fly.
My chest holds an outburst of wings.
The hand of a tambourine girl."
Abbas Ibn al-Ahnaf

Né Live: youtu.be/Y6u_62xbdYY

Marc Lee ‘Né’, 2016

Exposition:
The Language of Birds part One: Marc Lee’s debut album Né, explores the theme of alchemical transmutation. Elements of the Archaic, Mesolithic, Neolithic Shamanism; Medieval Renaissance and Reformation and Baroque. Premodernism and Early Modernism. The themes of childhood and adolescence; of teen angst and immaturity; of school music classes and wooden percussion; of the hamlet, village, town and countryside; of nativity and naivety; and of innocence and it's loss are present as leitmotifs in the initial record of a larger triplicity. Audio satire and social commentary are used along side neologisms, simulated number stations and television shut-downs of a previous age. This album has a negative/passive polarity.

Visionary Audio Technics 2016:- Marc Lee

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