Machines from Witch Fields by The Rowan Amber Mill
As we prepare to greet the tipping point of machine intelligence and efficiency, do we need to start thinking about what we do now?
There has been a lot of talk about AI use in music making, and in production of art. I for one, do not want to buy music made by algorithm. The human mind and the human touch is everything. The song itself is a Luddite's riposte to rural mechanisation and the nature of egregious power. It's very 2024.
Tracklist
| 9. | Machines | 5:13 |
Lyrics
All you can see has been stolen away.
They're salting the land for the rise of the machines.
Stealing the stones from beneath our homes.
Doing us wrong for the rise of the machines.
Beating us down got our heads against the ground.
Keeping us down but we can hear the sound.
Don't lose your head keep your powder dry.
Don't sell yourself at any price.
All too soon will come the day.
They'll turn their backs you can make your play.
To break the yoke and their machines.
For these golden fields we're scything cos we're
Striking a blow to the heart of the machine.
Stealing the chains we'll use as a flail
Keeping them back halt the rise of the machines.
Deep underground got the waves to ring the sound.
Taking them down, now they can hear the sound.
Long ago when the celandine opened wide neath the sun,
The master and his gun.
Buried here, all that was once won, cast aside,
Like we're blind to the evil that's been done.
Credits
Written, composed, played, sung, produced and mixed by Stephen Stannard.
License
All rights reserved.
Since 2007 The Rowan Amber Mill have been purveyors of Woodland Folkadelica/alt-Folk. Releases include: "folk devils & moral panics", "midsummers" and "Heartwood". The Book of the Lost (with Emily Jones). Silent Night Songs (with Angeline Morrison).The folk horror collection Harvest the Ears. The synth album Follows Shortly (as Making Tea For Robots). They are half of Rowan:Morrison.