ERIEL INDIGO /// GALACTIVATE // Episode I /// INNOCENCE http://www.erielindigo.com/ Galactivate Mission Statement ∞ https://soundcloud.com/eriel-indigo/eriel-indigo-galactivate ∞ INNOCENCE ∞ CREDITS "INNOCENCE" MUSIC WRITTEN, PRODUCED & ARRANGED BY ERIEL INDIGO & JOHNNY WHAT ADDITIONAL PRODUCTION & MIXED BY THE MAN, THE LEGEND, ADAM MOSELEY MASTERED BY PETE LYMAN // INFRASONIC MASTERING VIDEO WRITTEN BY ERIEL INDIGO DIRECTED BY RYAN GREGORY PHILLIPS & ERIEL INDIGO ∞ PRODUCED BY RYAN GREGORY PHILLIPS & ERIEL INDIGO CINEMATOGRAPHY... RYAN GREGORY PHILLIPS FIRST ASSISTANT DIRECTOR ... DERICK ERICK PRODUCTION DESIGNERS....ERIC BELLEW & DERRICK REED EDITED BY... RYAN GREGORY PHILLIPS SOUND .... ERIC BELLEW GRIP ... BELLEW DERRICK GAFFER ... REED ERICK CAST/// ERIEL INDIGO…. HERSELF THE TOTEM…….. JOHNNY WHAT CUPID……… LEO J. CORTEZ FAIRY GODMOTHER........PAT ROSENWALD KITTIES/// ARIELLE HARRIS CAROLYNE CASS CHRISTI WILD ELEN POLIXENA YANNIS DOGS/// CARSON RAPSILVER JOHNNY MCLANE REGINALD ROACH CREATIVE /// WARDROBE /// ERIEL INDIGO CAROLYNE CASS BELLE STAR AHNI RADVANYI /// HAIR LUANNE HORNER MAKEUP /// LEO J. CORTEZ TITLE DESIGN /// CHRIS SAUNDERS ILL ART MANIFEST & THE PARADISE COLLECTIVE www.THEPARADISECOLLECTIVE.com www.erielindigo.com Instagram // Twitter @erielindigo contact: email@example.com LYRICS Heart shapes, straight lace, angel face Knee socks, blonde locks, second base School yard, cock tease, state of grace Pig tail, lollipop, jail-bate Innocence innocence, in a sense, I’ve been good Playin kitty in the yard with the dogs Innocence, innocence, in a sense, I’ve been bad Chasin’ paper, hidin’ aces, playin' God What's a girl like you been doin’ in a place like this? Place like this What's a girl like you been doin’ in a place like this? Place like this Boy scout, got clout, whatchu know about? Black rims, black tint, murdered out So rare, long hair, fuck fame Outlaw fate, don’t hate the player, hate the game Innocence innocence, in a sense, I’ve been good Playin kitty in the yard with the dogs Innocence, innocence, in a sense, I’ve been bad Chasin’ paper, hidin’ aces, playin' God What's a girl like you been doin’ in a place like this? Place like this What's a girl like you been doin’ in a place like this? Place like this Come on along, we chasin' life, that's all we know That's all we know Breakin' the rules and makin' love all day love, that's all we know (RPT) Trouble causin', bullet dodgin' skirt, what's in a name? Double crossin', panty droppin' flirt, this ain't a game Shit starting, outsmarting, kiss stealing, Mota dealing Question askin', Dirty dancin', smart talkin' dame What's a girl like you been doin’ in a place like this? Place like this What's a girl like you been doin’ in a place like this? Place like this Innocence innocence, in a sense, I’ve been good I’ve been good I've been bad
WATCH GALACTIVATE 1 INNOCENCE www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bno02qEdYuk ERIEL INDIGO /// GALACTIVATE /// E1.5 WRITTEN BY ERIEL INDIGO DIRECTED BY RYAN GREGORY PHILLIPS & ERIEL INDIGO MUSIC PRODUCED BY JOHNNY WHAT PRODUCED BY RYAN GREGORY PHILLIPS & ERIEL INDIGO ILL ART MANIFEST & THE PARADISE COLLECTIVE EDITED BY RYAN GREGORY PHILLIPS CAST ERIEL INDIGO…. HERSELF GODDESS......JORDYN NICOLE ROSE GOD.....REGINALD ROACH CUPID……. LEO J. CORTEZ DON JUAN......JOHNNY MCLANE Waves of peace like pink streamered handlebars, your eyes break me wide open; that voice makes me wet like the the atmosphere, pant like a labrador, sweat like the sea. Forget this takin’ it slow story, I wanna be fast as a matador with you. I wanna make you love me hard as a massacre. You’ve been circlin' my stratosphere for too damn long now, B. You make my kitty cry like summer showers, warm & sopping & wanting more. The freeze has gone now with the great gray beast of winter’s scorn & I welcome you, daddy. Ha! Daddy... I like to call you names of things I used to wish I had. Like him... Like the fall of fame & the bliss of ignorant men, but so many boys ain't barely grown in this wild age of the imbalance of masculine & femme; the ever constant teetering between dark & light. Old money rich boys, wealthy with paper & metal & powder but poor in spirit, gasping & grasping for clues of survival in the wake of the sins of their fathers; so many still programmed to feel nothing & want everything, to see no one. Not even themselves. ...& then tell them little girls to go be dirty, & by that they mean sexy. & make no mistake, words are put in place to propagate shame & separation, make 'em all barbie up & then call em a whore when they play it just right like they taught 'em to. Where's the innocence & light gone from makin’ with the love in the media these days, huh? Tell 'em to be pretty, but no too damn pretty. Just enough for you. Tell 'em be tight, taught, curt but not too coy. Nah, silly little boys, Man up! Be soft & open & hopin' for sexual revolution like the other girl on prom night. & man, please don’t gimme that ‘How you make ya money, what’s ya sign, where ya live?’ small talk bullshit. I want your big, Hard words, your strong, broad temper. I’m artist, God bless it! I wasn’t born in a boardroom. & if I want you, I’ll take you as real as you can muster. I’m an outlaw & I'll huff kittens off’a rosaries all the the live long day if I so good God damn please just to seize a little piece of God, or rather remind my thick as fuck ego of the knowing that I am one with it & all. & if you're uh lookin’ for the girl next door then you had best just go on & go next door, 'cuz I wanna talk the real talk... Like about back when the stars were brighter & the moon was bigger & the air was easier to breathe. The Universe was younger then & time moved in different ways. Tell me your stories. About dirt roads & dandelions. Auburn leaves & the smell of sage. Picking indian paintbrushes to draw in the sky. Ginger beer cooling in the creek. Trail rides & dinner bells. Tell me about your other worlds. Other homes. Your other lives. Your moms. Your daddies. Sissies & brothers. Galaxies away. Rifts in time & space. Cosmic cousins. Because I remember you... & even if you don’t remember me. I know you. & we are.
ERIEL INDIGO - WONDERLAND (Official Video) http://www.erielindigo.com/ Song Produced by JOHNNY WHAT http://www.johnnywhat.com/ Directed by THOR WIXOM & ERIEL INDIGO http://www.thorwixom.com/ Written by ERIEL INDIGO Visual Effects by NICK DARLING Visionary Artist ERIAL ALI http://erial.us/ Styled by JILLIAN ANN http://makelifearitual.com/ Head Dresses by MISS G DESIGNS http://missgdesigns.com/ Featuring GALACTIC FEDERATION OF LIGHT GODDESSES Spirit of the Rainbow Cosmos ~ ERIEL INDIGO http://www.erielindigo.com/ Divine Earth Mother ~ ALEXIS K ALLEN https://www.instagram.com/embodied.myinnergoddess/ Goddess of Water ~ HANNAH FRASER http://www.hannahfraser.com/ Goddess of Fire ~ KALEY VICTORIA ROSE http://www.kaleyvictoriarose.net/ Goddess of Wind ~ LUCINDA LOVES http://lovespresence.com/ Goddess of Lightning ~ MADELINE MONACO https://www.backstage.com/MadelineMonaco/ Indigo Child of the Universe ~ ROZLYN SOPHIA ROSS MUA ~ KIMBERLY YOUNG http://www.kimberlyyoungmakeupartist.com/ LEO J CORTEZ https://www.instagram.com/universalize/ Art Director ~ ERIEL INDIGO Produced by ERIEL INDIGO & THOR WIXOM Edited by THOR WIXOM & ERIEL INDIGO Copyright by ILL ART MANIFEST 2016 WONDERLAND LYRICS PROLOGUE I used to dream of her, shrouded in technicolor flame; a rainbow body of pure, unequivocal Love. Back then I suppose I regarded her as a guardian of sorts. Less a fae mother than an angel, which in a way still holds some measure of truth... And In the hazy, albeit mystic naivety of my youth, it failed to dawn that she was me… /// Holy fight Take my hand now Holy fight Down we float Holy fight Take my hand now, Take my had now, Take my hand now Firefly, moon in shadow Dream me home, dance me high Second sight, desperado We’ve overthrows, we’ve found the light Cedar sticks and bags of tricks We’ve come to take our wonderland Pumped up kicks and black onyx We’re running hand and hand Leader kid wave flags betwixt the forest thick with thunder and Jump the creek and drum the trees We’re handing for our plan Holy fight, take my hand now Hold me tight, down we float Slowly try to expand now Soul be light, now let go Dynamite, approaching plateau Sing me Om, le me fly Beckon light, escapade We’ve overthrown, we run the night Cedar sticks and bags of Cedar sticks and bags of tricks We’ve come to take our wonderland Pumped up kicks and black onyx We’re running hand and hand Leader kid wave flags betwixt the forest thick with thunder and Jump the creek and drum the trees We’re handing for our plan Holy fight, take my hand now Hold me tight, down we float Slowly try to expand now Soul be light, now let go Heart be strong, Soul be free Mind be open, So mote it be Love be long, Eyes believe I’ve been hoping For the change /// EPILOGUE At night in my childhood, sounds lashed out at me and colors spiraled into me from a place seemingly far away and yet tucked between creases of reality in my room as palpable as the folds of my downy cover. Then, I didn’t comprehend that I could exist in more than one place. My soul, my spirit, my fractured sisters of self, moving through a multi-dimensional map of space and time in perfectly choreographed chaos on the long cosmic runway back towards each other, that after so much life, I can still only partially begin to grasp. Reintegration; the magnetic pull of the pieces of ourselves left behind, ever yearning to find each other once again and ignite the process of melding with the remainder of consciousness. The seemingly eternal pilgrimage to oneness that is all at once terrifying and more beautiful than anything in existence. I see now who I am. I am the instigator, the system breaker; an Arcturian activator of light. Vibrational realignment and upliftment flows from my lightning touch, my rebel yell, my angel song. My intent for this world and her people bleeds forth from every cell of my being with the urgency of a prayer on the battlefield. I do not wish to crumble the power of those who would have you believe that you have none; that they control your fate. This, I have faith they will accomplish all on their own. What I do intend, however is for you and every Earthling to recover the fire that was lost in your slavery to an imagined world; one that lacks the spark necessary to seed the luscious majesty of your own evolution. What I do intend is for you to fearlessly seek the path that will ignite a revolution within you. I used to dream of her, shrouded in technicolor flame; A rainbow body of pure, unequivocal Love. ~ERIEL INDIGO