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you are beautiful, u are dark, u are majik, u r one of a kind, ur sensual, u r different, ur imagination on how you sing to put the lyrics together the videos together? I would like to know where or what made u think of how to put the music sounds and ur tone of singing and the lyrics all together like that? cause it came from somewhere? but nothing of the norm? was it inspiration from somewhere, something? was it weird dreams youve had,mixed with life experiences? was it a spiritual visit of a sort? cause this kind of music DOES NOT COME FROM A NORMAL PLACE, its not bad...... its almost as if a higher being gave you a vision or a gift! its trippy, theres alot of empowerment for us women feeling ur music, it does something to me! I dance to ur music and record myself and wen i watch myself something beautiful comes out of me! I dance not knowing how to! but for some reason i look like someone else a very sensual,sexy woman that can put a love spell on a man
I don't normally buy physical copies, but since your music is so good and you posted the ENTIRE album in youtube for us to equally experience it, I'm buying it and some for my friends.
Kudos & Ditto Bro. Am especially surprised by the quality / fullness of sound in this upload. Can only imagine how much more visceral an experience the full file versions are going to sound (44,000 💯🔣). Hoping to afford a physical copy. The compression on downloaded music is like buying only a fraction of the whole thing. Unless it's a minimum of 256 bitrate, it's going to be subpar for a good loud system. When I produced cabaret shows I explicitly demanded that any canned music be no lower than 192 bitrate, otherwise it has a broken glass saw wave thin crunch sound; like you're walking on dry leaves. Even still, 192 could set my teeth on edge. I'm a bit of freak in the game: "Name That Bitrate". I can tell 96 versus 128 and others.. Then again consistently experiencing synesthesia with sound (usually colors) makes for a more intricate experience. The music of Sevdaliza occasionally produces a favorite & rare cross-sense of smelling the music. Just exquisite!
@@winnylamb7362 One doesn't exclude the other ;) I'm actually the kind of guy who would not pay for mainstream stupid stuff, but the moment I get something creative and made available for free, my first reaction would be to search for a way to pay for it. It actually makes sens from a commercial point of view as well; as opposed to material good (a car, for instance), a dematerialized intellectual good costs basically the same regardless of whether 10 or 10 millon people get to enjoy it, so better make it available and allow people to pay if they want to or want some kind of service associated with it (be it some support and maintenance when it comes to software for instance, or concerts when it comes to music). Plus, I spent years consuming intellectual goods without paying for it (boo, pirate!) because I couldn't afford it, and it feels totally natural to me that now I am able to pay for what I enjoy, I should do it not only for me but also for people who can't.
Please like so everyone can have this as reference =). Cheers! 1) 00:01 Shahmaran 2) 05:11 Libertine 3) 08:59 Marilyn Monroe 4) 12:28 Hubris 5) 16:34 Amandine Insensible 6) 20:48 Heroes 7) 24:49 Scarlette 8) 28:12 Bluecid 9) 32:42 Loves Way 10) 39:37 Human 11) 42:51 Do You Feel Real 12) 45:20 The Language of Limbo 13) 49:07 Replaceable 14) 53:03 Grace 15) 56:59 When I Reside 16) 59:17 Angel At first I was wondering where songs like Time, Bebin, and Men of Glass are... but those songs are amazing by themselves and ill still revisit them. Everything Sevdaliza makes is amazing. I have a Persian co worker and she really enjoys the power of Bebin, she's trying to teach me Farsi as I can speak Russian right now, and i'm finding so many similarities. Just thought to share!
She is a true artist , I can not believe she shared the entire album.Such beautiful work , graphics are amazing and her music is too organic.Loved the album so much I bought it .She has a big fan in South Africa now.
Isaac Ram it's true she didn't ask for it but producing an album is extremely expensive and she is an independent artist, it would help her . I do see your point ,she is more about to sharing her talent and vision. I can only dream to see her perform live one day. Xoxo
This album is probably my favorite album of the decade. The production is EVERYTHING. The lyrics are so minimalist yet all you need to hear. I really love her voice and style. I've seen her live once and it was a beautiful experience. I really hope she keeps being great and more people recognize her talent!
I tend to partly disagree, my dear.Over 830.OO0 views and positive remarks is not really underrated. Please don't compare this Iranian gem to all the Kate Perry's, Justin Biebers etc. She creates something new and unexpected; a differents kind of observation. Many overrated artists create illusions but don't contribute to progress... Many people are not open to new things, nor at authenticity !
Did anyone else literally cry when they heard this album for the first time? An unbelievably haunting, ethereal aural experience. It completely moved me.
you know... after my breakup with my ex I completely understand her pain and this albumI can relate because you love some one so much that is hard to let go. you start to hate them because they left but your trying to let go and I still am trying to. I haven't spoke or texted her ever since she left 2 months ago and listening to this album 2 times really relieves my pain because I know I'm not the only one that got hurt. right now I'm just listening to the slow beat as I'm typing this and it goes with what I'm saying. just read this while listening to amandine insensible it goes with it.
this album had helped me so much with my depression lately. I listen to it while I lay in bed trying to relax and clear my head. thank you so much. this music means so much to me.
Thank you Sev, not many other artists would post their whole album for free. It means a lot to those of us who can't afford it or who are unable to purchase in a small country.
So stunned. Months of anticipation, not knowing when a song will be out. Then one day the whole album is just sitting there for us, quietly... Easy like a dream. And its beautiful.
SEVDALIZA - ISON. (Step I) [Lyrics] Shahmaran. -00:10 I'd weigh a million pounds If you were gravity I'd take a billion pills If they gave me sanity Time has passed me by Share my great advice For granted, taken nice Weigh a pit underneath the light The flaws that perfect us And all the affections As they infect us Love couldn't help us Ooh, you crawl underneath me I'd die a million deaths And you'd resurrect me I'd fall a billion times But you wouldn't let me You wouldn't let me The flaws that perfect us And all the affections As they infect us Love couldn't help us Where would I go? Where would I go? Where would I go? Where would I go? Where would I go? Ooh, you crawl underneath me ------------------------------------------------------------------ Libertine. -05:12 Libertine, if you fall I come for you Libertine, if you fall I come for you God is whatever you feel Whatever you feel God is whatever you feel God is whatever you feel Whatever you feel Libertine, if you fall I come for you Libertine, if you fall I come for you I come for you I come for you I come for you I come for you I come for you I come for you God is whatever you feel God is whatever you feel Whatever you feel God is whatever you feel Whatever you feel Whatever you feel I come running I come running I come running I come running I come running I come running ------------------------------------------------ Marilyn Monroe. -09:01 It's true In this life I've never been the one In your eyes I've never been the truth All you saw Was a broken mirror And they told Me to care When tryin' to fix your heart It's unfair I'm tryin' to fix myself And not care Too much about you It's true In this life I've never been the one In your eyes I've never been the truth All you saw Was a broken mirror And they told Me to care When tryin' to fix your heart It's unfair I'm tryin' to fix myself And not care Too much about you He never really wanted me to be his wife I was nothing more than a trophy It was incredibly suffocating I'd find myself wanting him Rather dead than alive...me ------------------------------------------------------------------ Hubris. -12:30 Oh, my man I hold your heart Oh, pretend You ain't my fault And oh, I don't love you Anymore And oh, I don't love you Anymore No, I never did Oh, my man I hold your heart Oh, pretend You ain't my fault And oh, I don't love you Anymore, anymore Uh Oh, my friend I hope you're here Oh, pretend You ain't my fault And oh, I don't love you Anymore And oh, I don't love you Anymore Oh You and me We fail To see And oh, deep in my eyes We fail To fly The autopsy report read The insides were beautiful The autopsy report read The insides that's what's beautiful The autopsy report read The insides that's what's beautiful Insides were beautiful Insides that's what's beautiful We're inside it's beautiful ------------------------------------------------------------------ Amandine Insensible. -16:36 There's a woman She fails him every time She can't come down She lives to be declined There's a woman She's every fantasy And no reality In one There's some gravity Pulling her essence down There's a remedy For them motherfuckers around There's a woman She's every fantasy And no reality In one It bring her back to life How can I suffer without the pain Can we struggle without our shame It brings me back to life How I can suffer without the pain Can we struggle without our shame I wish I could cry I wish I could die I wish I could cry for help (But my heart is too cold) ------------------------------------------------------------------ Hero. -20:50 Hard faced gentle Soldier meant for Depression is a virus That could undermine us Heroes never cry Headaches, blend all Work hard, spend all Character assassination An inverted phase The enemy is us Hero I could never make you love me Hero I could never make you love me (I could never make you love me) Clear the way Not to mind Teach to walk Not to find Hopelessness, it causes Targeted rejection Of ourselves Forces of the masses We want for ourselves What we don't want For our children Hero I could never make you love me (I could never make you love me) Hero I could never make you love me (Never make you love) [x37] (Never make you love) [x10] Hero I could never make you love me (Never make you love) [x16] Hero I could never make you love me (Never make you love) [x6] ---------------------------------------- Scarlette. -24:49 Start it over A new life, on sane ground Can we mold love? Reframe the truth Make the world tell What you think you are Poser Nobody wanted your scars Mmm, mmm Start it over A new life, on sane ground Can we mold love? Reframe the truth Make the world tell What you think you are Poser Nobody wanted your scars Mmm, mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm, mmm Make the world tell What you think you are Poser Nobody wanted your scars Mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm, mmm Mmm, mmm ------------------------------------------------ Bluecid. -28:15 Man with the cigarette I'd always look around for his fitting brain I'm torn between obsession and hate For the mess that he made me make Man with the cigarette I'd always wonder if he's always spinning thread I'm torn between the mess that he made For the mess that you made me make And I could only have you in my dreams Oh, so it seems, so it seems And I could only have you in my dreams Oh, so it seems, so it seems And I could only have you in my dreams So it seems And I could only have you in my dreams So it seems, so it seems And I could only have you in my dreams Oh, so it seems, so it seems ------------------------------------------------------------------ Loves Way. -32:44 I pray even if I take no part My aim Takes place In the aimless heart And oh, our secrets will Find the day And oh, our love is pure Put poison And oh, our bitters pure Even in devour I wouldn't pray for you if I only knew love's way I stay even if I don't believe My aim Takes place In the aimless heart And oh, our secrets will Find the way And our sides Poison's heart And oh, our bitters pure Even in devour I wouldn't pray for you if I only knew love's way I wouldn't pray for you if I only knew love's way ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Preacher. -37:00 (Spoken Interlude). No woman is getting in the right situation with a man who already tells her, by his actions, that whatever I wanna do and whenever I wanna do it, you will have no say even over your own body. What goes wrong with us is, for whatever reason, we begin with compromise. Because only God can give you proper compatibility. Since He knows you better than anybody else and you can find His giving gifts, the first thing you have to do is not compromise. Now, I'm gonna go real wild on this one. In order for you to get what God would've had you to have, you have to be prepared not to have anything at all. I might be a little crazy, y'know, but your mindset has to be, if you don't give it all, I don't want it. That's what your mindset has to be, you have to be prepared to hold out. So now psychologically, you have to understand that many of us in here are not by ourselves, because we have to be. Neither are you by yourself, because you're below standard. Some folk are by themselves, because they are special. And ain't nobody measure that! And you gotta quit going down. Oh, I wish I could talk to ya. And let's all come up! I'm up here, and I ain't going down there. I've been through too much hell to get up here. And I sure ain't going back down there! Hmm... ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Human. -39:39 Nothing... I am, I have I breathe in and out I own a heart An ear and an eye I've only been here one time It's passing me by Been in and out And in front of my judgmental eyes My precious disguise Business so cold Can't cope with my own How to not fail I am flesh, bones I am skin, soul I am human Nothing more than human I am sweat, flaws I am veins, scars I am human Nothing more than human I am flesh, bones I am skin, soul I am human Nothing more than human I am human I am human ------------------------------------------------ Do You Feel Real. -42:51 I thought I'd silenced you But here you are again Welcoming my anxiety I wanted to throw you out Since you are the gate I remained imprisoned I thought I'd hear from you though you Had escaped from me Maybe I'm too scared to forget you I just can't remember how it feels like to function without Absorbed in total free fall It's a waste of time It's not that serious And then, guilt consumes you in your yoga class And your teacher convinces you You have to come back more often To solve these issues...right? I look around and realize I am the prop Am I put into this world solely to admire? ---------------------------------------------------------------- The Language Of Limbo. -45:21 Without translation Would I be limited In Aim? You are a failing misianterpretant Of what I meant to say What I meant What I meant What I meant To say What I meant What I meant What I meant To say What I meant What I meant What I meant To say What I meant What I meant What I meant To say What is it That you want to hear? My love And how you want to hear it Is this all that you want to see? My love And how you could've loved feeling What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What I meant What is it That you want to hear? My love And how you want to hear it Is this all that you want to see? My love And how you could've loved feeling ------------------------------------------------------- BELOW IN THE COMMENT IS THE REST OF THE LYRICS ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓ ↓
SEVDALIZA - ISON. (Step II) [Lyrics] Replaceable. -49:08 My darling You love him Clocks ticking Don't waste your time It would be selfish To leave him But you are destined Don't waste your time They come, they go So replaceable As long as your own river flows Their highs, their lows As distraction folds As long as your own river flows Don't waste your time Don't waste your time Don't waste your time And as long as your own river flows Our skin In time would tell Can I hold on to our genes In my life I could not fail When I run out will you leave? When I run out will you leave? When I run out will you leave? When I run out will you leave? When I run out will you leave? Don't waste your time Don't waste your time Don't waste your time As long as your own river flows ------------------------------------------------ Grace. -53:03 Lord, grace me With continuous power I do not fight The war again The common grave Is nothing more Than soft insecurity Think with your heart And feel for yourself Think about intention When we invented the air Close your eyes Do you see what I see? Close your eyes The war in you is the war in me I do not fight The war again I'll come and breathe It's nothing more Than insecurity Think with your heart And feel for yourself Think about intention When we invented the air Close your eyes Do you see what I see? Close your eyes The war in you is the war in me Close your eyes Do you see what I see? Close your eyes The war in you is the war in me Lord, grace me With continuous power ------------------------------------------------ When I Reside. -57:00 My house is black Filled with watered roses In darkness I reside Where thoughts can't cope To mark their growth Neither time can frame The phenomenon of purpose Neither I can frame The blessings, nor the burdens Time let us be Let our thorns have their way The brighter the light becomes I hope it will unveil It was all worth my pain ------------------------------------------------ Bonus: Angel. -59:19 It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel Ahh It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel Hmm It shouldn't hurt Ohh it It It shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt, it shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt, it shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt, it shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't Angel It shouldn't Ooh It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel Ahh It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt this much to be your angel It shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt It shouldn't hurt It -------------------------------------------------------------------- ⛓️thanks for reading, i hope u enjoyed. ⛓️
it's been a long time since i paid for music instead of streaming it, but there's something about posting the whole album for free that makes me want to...
Its the beauty in shareing. Money is an object of trade, but now that she has given to us, we would be more than happy to give to her. Its a gift now. in fair trade.
This is probably one of the best albums of this decade. Continuing good traditions by connecting 90's Massive Attack trip-hop tempo, 00's Radiohead alternativity and the R&B soul. But that sample from the Heroes 4 on Do You Feel Real literally just BLEW my mind.
You can get the official download off of Amazon, and if you google "Sevdaliza ISON CD" (or vinyl if you want it in that format), it's available for preorder (release date is July 28th).
Im listening this album again after 5 years without playing it. I come back because I have gone through one of the worst feelings a person can have in this life, a breakup. I need to heal and I think it's the album to start the journey. I need to love myself, take care of myself and learn from myself. And that's life, loves way. This message is for me in the future or for someone who is going through the same situation as me. We'll be better soon. Thanks Luc for these amazing years of my life. Forever grateful. ❤❤❤
Yes. And Angel still does it to me every time. Especially that wail of pain that starts at 4:18 on the single video. Sevdaliza is unlike anyone else I've ever heard
I dropped dead when this popped up in my notification. My friend had to revive me. I love Sevdeliza to death. Her music takes over me. I seem to be under her control. It's mesmerizing. Hope everyone enjoys it just as much as I do. Stay beautiful in this unpredictable world we live in. ❤
I do not listen modern pop but.. but this is a new level. I gave your album a try and liked it! This authenticity in the admixture of styles is sublime and has a darkness that impressed me. I'm especially fond of the Persian sounds & voices. The rich music of middle eastern world has always fascinated me, I'm glad you give this beautiful album these melodies & vocals that remind me of remote times and cultures. You give the modern and bored pop/hop a new touch of mystery. Thanks @sevdaliza for uploading this! I'm from Argentina, South America.
The first day in the land of apples was a bitter-cold one; for the snow still covered the ground, and the trees were bare. A large bell rang for breakfast, its loud metallic voice crashing through the belfry overhead and into our sensitive ears. The annoying clatter of shoes on bare floors gave us no peace. The constant clash of harsh noises, with an undercurrent of many voices murmuring an unknown tongue, made a bedlam within which I was securely tied. And though my spirit tore itself in struggling for its lost freedom, all was useless. A paleface woman, with white hair, came up after us. We were placed in a line of girls who were marching into the dining room. These were Indian girls, in stiff shoes and closely clinging dresses. The small girls wore sleeved aprons and shingled hair. As I walked noiselessly in my soft moccasins, I felt like sinking to the floor, for my blanket had been stripped from my shoulders. I looked hard at the Indian girls, who seemed not to care that they were even more immodestly dressed than I, in their tightly fitting clothes. While we marched in, the boys entered at an opposite door. I watched for the three young braves who came in our party. I spied them in the rear ranks, looking as uncomfortable as I felt. A small bell was tapped, and each of the pupils drew a chair from under the table. Supposing this act meant they were to be seated, I pulled out mine and at once slipped into it from one side. But when I turned my head, I saw that I was the only one seated, and all the rest at our table remained standing. Just as I began to rise, looking shyly around to see how chairs were to be used, a second bell was sounded. All were seated at last, and I had to crawl back into my chair again. I heard a man's voice at one end of the hall, and I looked around to see him. But all the others hung their heads over their plates. As I glanced at the long chain of tables, I caught the eyes of a paleface woman upon me. Immediately I dropped my eyes, wondering why I was so keenly watched by the strange woman. The man ceased his mutterings, and then a third bell was tapped. Every one picked up his knife and fork and began eating. I began crying instead, for by this time I was afraid to venture anything more. But this eating by formula was not the hardest trial in that first day. Late in the morning, my friend Judéwin gave me a terrible warning. Judéwin knew a few words of English, and she had overheard the paleface woman talk about cutting our long, heavy hair. Our mothers had taught us that only unskilled warriors who were captured had their hair shingled by the enemy. Among our people, short hair was worn by mourners, and shingled hair by cowards! We discussed our fate some moments, and when Judéwin said, "We have to submit, because they are strong," I rebelled. "No, I will not submit! I will struggle first!" I answered. I watched my chance, and when no one noticed I disappeared. I crept up the stairs as quietly as I could in my squeaking shoes, - my moccasins had been exchanged for shoes. Along the hall I passed, without knowing whither I was going. Turning aside to an open door, I found a large room with three white beds in it. The windows were covered with dark green curtains, which made the room very dim. Thankful that no one was there, I directed my steps toward the corner farthest from the door. On my hands and knees I crawled under the bed, and cuddled myself in the dark corner. From my hiding place I peered out, shuddering with fear whenever I heard footsteps near by. Though in the hall loud voices were calling my name, and I knew that even Judéwin was searching for me, I did not open my mouth to answer. Then the steps were quickened and the voices became excited. The sounds came nearer and nearer. Women and girls entered the room. I held my breath, and watched them open closet doors and peep behind large trunks. Some one threw up the curtains, and the room was filled with sudden light. What caused them to stoop and look under the bed I do not know. I remember being dragged out, though I resisted by kicking and scratching wildly. In spite of myself, I was carried downstairs and tied fast in a chair. I cried aloud, shaking my head all the while until I felt the cold blades of the scissors against my neck, and heard them gnaw off one of my thick braids. Then I lost my spirit. Since the day I was taken from my mother I had suffered extreme indignities. People had stared at me. I had been tossed about in the air like a wooden puppet. And now my long hair was shingled like a coward's! In my anguish I moaned for my mother, but no one came to comfort me. Not a soul reasoned quietly with me, as my own mother used to do; for now I was only one of many little animals driven by a herder. The Cutting of My Long Hair, Zitkala-Sa
Im so tipsy right now and just started reading the comments and this made me so happy i teared up, thank for this album made it my day of walking around my neighborhood on a hot ass day alone just looking at the sky . :) thank you i will buy your album. 😘 much love a awkward west Indian girl
No, art like this belongs exactly here, where we all can witness and enjoy it from almost anywhere in the world. Art like paintings, which are dependent on their materiality to be fully witnessed and do not fully translate into digitized copies belong in discrete spaces like the Louvre so that we can fully witness them. Please, humanity, be sensitive to differences.
38:40 - This little lecture is absolutely heartbreaking. Reminds me that those of us who hold out for idealism and virtue amount to being something like the 'beautiful ones' in a human version of the mouse utopia experiment.
Trump's travel ban will prevent Sevdaliza from being able to enter/tour America cos she has an Iranian passport. Good thing it was lifted long enough for her to do some show in the US in June It might be awhile before she can come back
she is otherworldly! eccentric! EXQUISITE! she posted this, i think, because, she really wants us to buy her album. Please, lets all support a truly gifted artist like her! Love her so much! Her music is my salvation!
I think that is one of the most beautiful albums that i've heard in my life. "Loves Way" is absolutely gorgeous. Thanks for sharing this masterpiece. I really love it.
Was listening to 'LORN - SELF CONFIDENCE VOL 3'. My eyes wandered to the 'recommended for you' sidebar. Thank you YT algorithm for introducing me to Sevdaliza, I'm instantly smitten!
I have no idea how many times I replied this album. Every song is a perfect mix of melodies, vocals and senses. This is the first time I can say this is art created by an true artist with the right produrcers...thanks for this album.
To make the most out of the album listen, you gotta let go of your gut instinct to put your guard up, or else you will succumb to a lie that says this album is a psychic threat rather than an opportunity.
This joint just started; and, I've heard only three songs, between the start of it, and the co-sign by my girl...FIRE: ...Do your thing-thing, Sevdaliza. I shall support you, most definitely: putting your music into my situations, monetarily, and otherwise. Salute, and Love...
