Sabine Silver

“Definitely one of the best/most memorable acts we played with on this tour.”

-Rachel Roomian, Bassist of Xasthur Unplugged

“I'm beyond speechless, my breath is taken away. You're the most original music act I've seen in such a long time if not ever, the world needs to experience your gift. Wow, there's so much I could say, I'd love to see your grace and wisdom live, thank you for what you do, I'm a big fan already....it's the only music that can truly put me in a trance and listening every second wondering what's going to happen next....You're truly an artist way ahead of your time with essences of the past, in my honest opinion the world isn't worthy of such talent.” -Sergio Cornejo, Fan

“The San Diego performance was hauntingly beautiful, as was Sabine herself. The power of her artistic expression was deeply moving. I've never seen anything like it. I hope to see more, soon.”

-Tom Zacharoff, Fan

"You're like the wonderful Alice at the tea party!" -Markus Hagen, Fan

Sabine Silver is a solo performing avant garde vocalist and harpist. For 3 years she has been presenting her dreamy and evocative spectacle and 5 year project

The Haunted Theatre  in Taos, New Mexico and the bay area of California. The Haunted Theatre is Sabine’s personal project of actualized musical expression through which she has released four albums born of her unique lyricism and finely tuned musicianship with her 36 string full sized harp amplified through TC Electronics Triple Flashback Delay Processors to set the psychedelic stage for the stories and characters she channels and archetypes she interprets in herself, in the world, and in people. Her winding, depth-plumbing lyrics and compositions are innovative and vanguard expressions that together present a soulful and atmospheric experience in sound. Her harp compositions are delightfully dark, magnetically elegant, psychedelic and troubadour while her vocal style ranges from ephemeral to haunting in its power and command. One can feel the echoes and dancing shadows of her childhood realities and background rooted in spiritual worship as a choir soloist in a cult religion. These influences upon Sabine are woven intricately and inexorably with the rebellious and revolutionary nature of her music. The juxtaposition of her utopian anarchist spirit and the otherworldly and angelic qualities of the harp leave in the dust more traditional approaches to this classical instrument and forge new pathways within the genres of ethereal gothic and modern psychedelia. The intensity of the music expresses richly felt rock and roll interpretations of her own making. Sabine creates unusual song structures that beckon the listener to her home planet upon memorable and ethereal dark romantic pathways, worlds all their own. Combining different keys throughout her compositions and utilizing gracefully the fully levered quality of her celtic harp, Sabine's music is theatrical and sensual; grounded and relevant to the age we are living in and in direct resistance to encroaching theocracy. In live performance, in the magnetic quality of her live recordings, and through the medium of sound she channels an evocative energy of old world propensity that penetrates the caverns of the heart and calls deeply to the colorful spectrum of human experience and imagination. It is Sabine’s intention to create a dream world through the vibrations and octaves of the harp and voice that the audience can experience hypnosis within, for in trance she believes we can find catalytic healing and reach into our authentic natures for reprogramming from the dying systems of a modern world that in its fundamental nature disrupts the awakening of our true power. ​Sabine Silver is presenting The Haunted Theatre to the world and released on February 4th, 2018 three albums: Cult, Acts I &II (Double Live Album), The Billionaire Blues (three song concept album exploring themes of wealth expression & inequality, power & control, betrayal & revenge, petitions made in facing death, destiny & fate), & Nine Lives, Acts I & II (Double Live Album). Sabine recorded her fourth live album, Lucky Penny on May 30th, 2019 in San Francisco, and released it on June 11th, 2019.

With her project The Haunted Theatre now complete and circled softly in flames, Sabine Silver is embarking on a new creative project and through it new musical releases:

The Unbreakable China Doll.

Sabine is currently writing and composing this winter

 

The Unbreakable China Doll: Act I

 

Current News & Upcoming Performances of The Haunted Theatre &

The Unbreakable China Doll:

*****************

💚 *Some Updated Show Information* 💚

Hello my name is Sabine Silver and I put a sweet show together for you all for Wednesday, November 27th at 9pm and I really hope to see your beautiful faces there on the eve before we collectively give thanks for the abundance reaped in the autumn harvests. I will be storming the stage with my rock and roll harp presenting my musical project The Haunted Theatre with a focus on songs from two of my four albums Nine Lives, Acts I & II, and Cult, Acts I & II. If you are unfamiliar with my work here's a music video directly below this post that I made this summer if you'd like to check out what I'm all about (https://www.facebook.com/sabinesilvermusic/videos/474428736460883/)

We have a very berry cranberry supa dupa special performance DEBUT in Santa Cruz by the young up and coming Latin Pop artist Chirriz, he's gonna be opening the show!! You can find his live performance videos on his you tube channel, search up Chirriz. You NEED this artist in your life. Look up his performance art out of Oaxaca, Mexico here - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=idj-MMq8-M4.

🍀🌈☯️Jordan Fickel will be gifting us all with the experience of his mesmerizing double projector liquid light show as a hypnotic visual backdrop to the performances💗💚🍀

And then AS IF it couldnt get any more sique than this we have San Francisco rock and rollers Vertacyn Arc Materializer sharing their work on the stage to send the evening on out to the winds of the eternal cosmick mysterium. I invite you to get into this recent live performance video of theirs out of The Golden Bull in Oakland, (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DiC3w1Lzo7Q), I am looking forward to seriously trancing out to this situation, their music is old school droney AF, its psychedelic and hypnotic, it makes me want to dance in circular rainbow fashion, and the band themselves describe their label's releases as: ".......multiple releases recorded at two different particle accelerators where the collision energy was 10GeV (giga-electron-volts) an energy where you can see a small asymmetry between matter and anti-matter. Without this asymmetry in the early universe the atoms currently participating in your sparkling white smile would long ago have annihilated into pure energy, saving you a fortune in Colgate whitening strips."

This is a show I won't be missing. Happy Danksgiving!

Love,
Sabine Silver

($5, 21+, 9pm till midnight)

www.thebluelagoon.com
www.sabinesilver.com
You Tube - Vertacyn Arc Materializer
You Yube - Chirriz
Facebook event - https://www.facebook.com/events/695767137611977/

Hello beautiful friends. How are you? 
I am feeling like I just want
LOVE to shatter through the illusionary shell of disconnect and heavy tragedy on the planet that is becoming increasingly difficult to cope with. I want you to know that if you ever need a listening ear, I will always listen to you and I am here for you. I am so grateful for my human family. I love you and you all keep me around and you make me feel every day how truly beautiful this world actually is. I celebrate our differences and whatever you make me feel I search for deep meaning in it. In making this video I found that it became clear that my foundational intention in creating a piece of art in visual expression to the song Lucky Penny has been to construct for you a softly tranquilizing, flowing in water-like and visceral, sensory soothing and gently stimulating, psychedelic, therapeutic and relaxing experience. Like an escape to a dream world for a timeless ritual I desire to give to you a sunset meadow born from my own personal auditory and light therapy practices that keep me healthy and appropriately sensory soothed and visually stimulated. Through the angelic and otherworldly vibrations of the harp and the doors that it opens in the soul cave, the octaves of the voice, and my own explorations into the video editing process I feel that here I can share my internal world with you, and also my collaboration with the unusual magic of Santa Cruz, California. If it contributes to the serenity of your moments, I get up from the table now, my work here is done. 

So from my warm hearth I stand in my front door to welcome you with humble quality to my surreality. 

I thank you deeply Santa Cruz for taking me in safekeeping to one full year now. I whisper that I adore and appreciate it all, and that it feels like home. 

As time passes I realize more intensely that all I want to do is bring some relaxation into people’s lives through my work, to offer some serenity and healing vibes to the nervous system and to palliate from some of that harshness and insanity of the world. I have a lot of difficulty in existing and feeling safe and at home in my body house for some reason and so my art is my lifeline sunlight outlet for deep caverns within and that which interconnects us in collective sorrow, joy, rage, beauty, love. I channel in the spirit of collective and subjective evolution and transmutation and to avoid the unhealthy supression of these powerful energies so I feel I may have no choice but to share myself continuously with you as I have for a couple of years now through music and the moving visual partner to it as well as personal photography. Thank you for your time and your receptivity or not, whatever feelings and colors my work conjures within you I thank you for, for I am your mirror and you are mine and I honor this. This song and video were created by the sea, and are dedicated to the sea, and every thing and every being in this beautiful land. 

*This music video was shot in Santa Cruz, California at Mount Madonna and the Boardwalk.
*Mount Madonna and ample boardwalk evening beach footage shot by my beautiful friend Nicolas V Quiroz who I thank profusely for his friendship, time, and efforts in this collaboration. 
*All other footage, all video editing, and music and lyrics by Sabine Silver.
This song is the title track to my recently released fourth album, Lucky Penny. The song was recorded live and in one take in San Francisco, California, on May 30th, 2019. The album was released June 13th, 2019. 
The lyrics as well as live performance videos of this song can be found 

Love Always, 

Sabine Silver........................

SANTA CRUZ MUSIC FESTIVAL! SATURDAY 10/19 AT THE POET AND PATRIOT IN DOWNTOWN SANTA CRUZ, 3PM!!!

I have an emotive connection to the little faery lights💓 and I felt like a small child playing with my imaginary friends again in my bedroom and in that always complex space between spaces on the stage saturday afternoon I felt my five year project The Haunted Theatre softly encircle in flames and I release all of those hours of music through the project in preparation for the next dream season whatever it brings. What is it all for? I do not know, it is a heart mystery. I love my friend's ingenuity with his light shows, he could not do a liquid light show in the well lit pub so he got ((Jordan Fickel's quote)) "a rotisserie motor, some prism/crystal/suncatchers, and a tomato cage and rigged this. I used two makeup mirrors to reflect sunlight through them at different angles on the wall behind her." Dream beauty.

💚Hello everyone💚....Thank you for your support of my art. After four released albums of dark classical theatre spawned psychedelia like desert rainfall threaded through eclipse guarded sunlight I am dreaming up music in a new direction that I must say I am quite fired up about, so I am immersed in the process of song writing currently, it is my favorite room in the house to spend time in. Thank you for being my inspiration. 😊🌈 Some new things:
🧚‍♀️I am really pleased to be working with my artistic comrade Harry Rotker (#brokenfadermusic / @broken_Fader_music) on a remix of my song Lucky Penny.

***UPDATE***THIS COLLABoration is not happening....my friend has too much goin on :( I would desire to find the right artist to work with on this fun project, be it so!
🧚‍♀️I will be performing in July on the stage in Santa Cruz and in the Bay Area on these dates:
💚
July 6th in Oakland, CA at Classic Cars West Beer Garden for Golgatha, an art opening by the stained glass sculptor and digital object creator visual artist and musician Dani Robison
🖤
July 8th at The Blue Lagoon in Santa Cruz with Tuscon psychedelic garage rock and rollers Black Medicine
♥️
July 17th at The Blue Lagoon, "Sabine Silver Presents" with San Jose rap artist Redd Baron, Santa Cruz psychedelic, progressive and experimental rock band Operation C, with Jordan Fickel presenting his mesmerizing light show which I am very excited about
💜 
July 26th at The Blue Lagoon with Machinist!, Vultures At Arms Reach, Vampirates.....it'll be a sweet show......

Monday, September 16th at The Blue Lagoon Santa Cruz - Sabine Silver, The Virtuals, The Cohesion

💚November 14th in Santa Monica, CA in A Guest Production in The Artist's Entrance at Santa Monica Playhouse
🧚‍♀️I am rescheduling my mid July road trip down to Los Angeles and San Diego and performances to the middle of November. After a series of dreams regarding the journey and family happenings that have needed my total attention I have rescheduled to avoid overload💜 I love going down to SoCal to play for you so I will keep you posted about November dates. I would rather travel by myself during Scorpio season anyhow. If ya have not listened to my latest release, I invite you to do so simply because I think they are my best recordings. The music can be found here: www.sabinesilver.com/music.
And this new song in particular that I am writing, daaaamn I just can't wait in time to share it with you!! I am in a disco state of mind. Okay, bye for now.

***UPDATE REGUARDING THIS SHOW***

U GUYS..... i JUST CAN'T GO TO LOS ANGELES RIGHT NOW. I just can't.  I don't think I can balance it, I want to so much, I have been trying to get down there for two summers now, I need to approach this differently. 

Love Always,
Sabine♥️

A beautiful gift to be featured in The Good Times of Santa Cruz!!!

*(From Luke Sauer's  FB post)

*Tune in Sunday June 2nd at noon on fccfreeradio.com in studio 2b. Guests this Sunday are vocalist and harpist Sabine Silver. Her uniqueness is perfect for the show. She’s gotta delightfully dark and magnetically elegant way about her I am looking forward too. Also on the show is singer Marina Crouse , who proves it’s Never too soon. You can find her on Spotify. Also on the show is rapper Jacque Conner (Lady Kyd) and fresh from celebrating his bday founder of progress and numbers rapper Redd Baron. 

Hello beautiful people, the full podcast from Sunday on "What's Really Happening?" With Luke Sauer on FCC Radio San Francisco "Radio For The People, By The People" can be listened to at this link below, my live performance of my songs "Good Afternoon" and "Lucky Penny" are about 40 minutes into the podcast. Here it is:
http://www.fccfreeradio.com/whats-really-happening-129/
.....&Please ASAP check the music of bay area rappers Lady Kyd (Jacque Conner), Redd Baron, Kraemo, and soul blues sister Marina Crouse; it was such an honor to share the mics and the room with such talented artists devoted to their crafts. I hope we meet again. Many thanks to Luke Sauer for the opportunity.

It was so much fun recording with Bozho in

San Francisco on May 30th!!!

Fresh Music Video Art!!!

"Eyes Of Amber"

Hello! Here is a video that first came into creation on my 30th birthday this past March 9th, 2019. I am excited to share it with you. All downtown Santa Cruz footage was shot by the one and only Nicolas V Quiroz, whom I am stoaked as a toasted marshmallow to shoot with again in the future. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have in creating the music as well as this new video.

The purity of expression lit from within the human face and from behind the veiled windows of the eyes are the looking glass into the soul and to me express the most infinite and kaleidescopic heart breaking and healing encapsulation of beauty. It is through this video art that I chose to explore this deep facination of mine in sensing the humanness of another beyond our body houses, for when I look into another's eyes for any length of time, I always sense some world dissolving away completely, and I sense that it melts the chain bondage of sadness and all of the weights we carry with us in this human experience, and in celebration like a gushing volcano in connection I trust. I thank the ones that participated with me in this artistic actualization of the dance.

"Eyes Of Amber" (from my album "Cult, Acts I & II")

Eviternity, eviternity, eviternity
Of power and pleasure the night of 1000 years of ormen and amber
My name is amber
The bees call me amber
The thieves call me amber
Lift up the 29th seal and let the pother froth
In power and in pleasure
The bees call me amber
The thieves call me amber
Smash a bitter peach into a little pill
Bring it for a goat atop an amber hill
Who animates the puppets with his will
In feudal plots they reap us flowers to the mill
And I'm not a sorceress you can kill
And I'll take my power and pleasure still
Listen to your guts
That haruspecting rush
We form the circle slow
Now take my hand, let's go
Monarch puss, pure of heart, off the trolley, look the part
Wand of holly, safe and sound
Find the others, they're waiting, the state is fading
Follow my eyes
Find the others, they're waiting, the state is fading
Now disappear!
Eviternity, eviternity
Lift up the 29th seal and let the pother froth
In power and in pleasure
The thieves call me amber
Smash a bitter peach into a little pill
Bring it for a goat atop an amber hill
Who animates the puppets with his will
In feudal plots they reap us flowers for a bill
And I'm not a sorceress you can kill
And I'll take my power and pleasure still
Listen to your guts
That haruspecting rush
We form the circle slow
Now take my hand, let's glow
Eviternity, eviternity, eviternity!

Hello! Here is my newest song, it is the title track off my upcoming fourth album, Lucky Penny, and I am very happy to share with you a raw video that was recorded the first time I ever shared it with an audience at Felix Kulpa Gallery in Santa Cruz, California on March 30th, 2019. Thank you for watching.

"Lucky Penny"

Get your breakfast in bed
Get your coffee with your cream
Meow meow meow
Nothing pressin’ but the oven
Your my criss-cross apple sauce peanut butter jelly sauce cookie dream
Meow meow meow
And in the spirit of evolution I can see that you are for sure a nice thing
You are a nice thing, you are a nice thing, you are a nice thing
And in the spirit of evolution I can see that you are for sure a nice thing
You are a nice thing, you are a nice thing, you are a nice thing
And in the spirit of evolution I can see that you are for sure a nice thing
You are a nice thing, you are a nice thing, you are a nice thing
I’ll bring you breakfast in bed, coffee with cream
Lions get fed, I want nice things, better be nice to me
We picked you a lucky penny a shinier luckier penny than all of the other pennies you ever spied your beautiful little eye on / let me now introduce you to Aurelie DeLorean from the aquarium, she is a crow for the shiniest thing and she is requesting a silver spoon ladeleful spoonful of neapolitan with a cone ice cream please / disheveled / all eavesdropped and peeked out from the kitchen trash / degenerate reverb soliloquy soul serenity mushroom thing / I AM THE MUSHROOM QUEEN! / moss bottom feeder / cloud hovered kaleidoscope stalactite cave covered scheme
Some childhood corner neighborhood all grave too grown so forges the right road own way off a freeway pass to finally have fun to feel joy and to eat fill of what makes us feel good
Won’t feel guilt no more for no one
Won’t pay nobody’s bills and then some
I got my own bills and my freedom and my own coat to wear and my dark hair and my basketball hoop and my skatewear
I AM THE MUSHROOM QUEEN! And we are coming up fast on your left! Vroom, vroom vroom / Celibacy I build ah tantra / do not mess with me / I got my chocolate vanilla swirl shiva linga soft serve and my beta glucans and I am a boy like a rose petal / I’m a boy like a rose petal and I’ll beat you to the top of the mountain say I got my chocolate vanilla swirl carob sprinkle shiva linga krishna kali soft serve / dealin’ the Capricorn hand / And I’m a boy like a rose petal / I’m a boy like a rose petal and I’m a bat like hell all get out!
And in the spirit of evolution we love the selves and on the top shelf nothing quite less
Give you the highest bunk bed and I will share with you all my spoils of the winter
You get the highest bunk bed and so I take my coffee with cream and sugar, thank you!
I am not a new ager more like an LSD spiked undertaker
You ain’t got nothin’ on me
I ain’t shootin’ no heroin got no powdered filament for fillin’ my livin’
Not gonna manipulate me like I’m a theramin
I am not a new ager more like an LSD spiked undertaker
Am I a psycho-tropic to want to be, am I a psychotropic to want to be a sleeping pill in your arms?
A sleeping pill in your arms? Am I a psychotropic to want to be a sleeping pill in your arms?
I am not a new ager more like an LSD spiked undertaker
I don’t want to to talk to you in this claustrophobic doom
I am a sky light natural boon and you were brought to life under the howlin’ full moon
And now I’m freaked out like I’m peeked out at community service at the landfill
I am not a new ager more like an LSD spiked undertaker
And are you the uh-oh boy? Psychedelic salted red rose petal?
I’m gonna make you come like your a chocolate heaven cherry whipped cream bedroom covered wah wah pedal
I question the why, won’t you please tell me why I give it to the top shelf? Yeah, always the top shelf?
<3 You get the highest bunk bed <3
Are you the uh-oh boy? Are you my uh-oh boy? Are you the uh-oh boy? Yeah, are you my uh-oh boy?
Are you the uh-oh boy? Yeah, are you my uh-oh boy?
I am dynamin, I am a cosmopolitan and if I love you then I bathe you in the light of alpha butter
So you better worship me, boy, back in alpha splendor
But see mortal men have really begun to bore me so when Apollo and I we got together I knew that I would stay married forever
Do you not see that I am the tea set master dish? No?
Then get out of my house! Go on and catch yourself a commoner trash kissing catfish! You are inharmonious with my circle of five’s pitch, hee dee ya ha ha ha ha ha!
I am not a new ager more like an LSD spiked undertaker
Am I a psycho-tropic to want to be a sleeping pill in your arms? Am I a psychotropic to want to be a sleeping pill in your arms? A sleeping pill in your arms?
So in the spirit of evolution if you purchase a meal that you place in your cupboard upon a lattice for a while / let it grow all of the colors and nebulous multi-dimensional bubbles as the holy moldy take over and then box it and then you wrap it and then you tie it in a bow tie and present it to me for my birthday then you might have just found the entrance to the cave of the little mushroom thing for I AM THE MUSHROOM QUEEN! And we are comin’ up fast on your left! Vroom, vroom vroom / Celibacy I build ah tantra / do not mess with me / I got my chocolate vanilla swirl shiva linga soft serve and my beta glucans and I am a boy like a rose petal / I’m a boy like a rose petal and I’ll beat you to the top of the mountain say I got my chocolate vanilla swirl carob sprinkle shiva linga krishna kali soft serve / dealin’ the Capricorn hand / And I’m a boy like a rose petal / I’m a boy like a rose petal and I’m a bat like hell all get out!
I am not a new ager more like an LSD spiked undertaker
Am I a psycho-tropic to want to be a sleeping pill in your arms? Am I a psychotropic to want to be a sleeping pill in your arms? A sleeping pill in your arms? Am I a psychotropic to want to be a sleeping pill in your arms? Am I a psychotropic to want to be a sleeping pill in your arms? A sleeping pill in your arms?

Hello! I really enjoyed my last performance on March 30th, 2019 at Felix Kulpa Gallery in Santa Cruz, California. Here are clips of my song "Apprentice of Eros", it will be one of five tracks on my upcoming fourth album, Lucky Penny, which I will be releasing this springtime. This video is not the entire song, but I thought it was still worth sharing. Thank you for watching.

I Present to You New Video Art For "Mysticomemetic" 

from "Cult, Acts I & II" 



Just because we can be in two places at once, does it mean, does it mean, does it mean
Just because we can be in three places at once, does it mean, does it mean, does it mean
I can feel what your feeling?
Can you see what I'm seeing?
You can feel what I'm feeling
And I know what you are thinking
Just because we can be in four places at once does it mean, does it mean, does it mean
Just because we can be in five places at once does it mean, does it mean, does it mean
I can feel what your feeling?
Can you see what I'm seeing?
You can feel what I'm feeling
And I know what you are thinking
Just because we can be in six places at once does it mean, does it mean, does it mean
Just because we can be in seven places at once
Dress up for supper in flour and butter and eat me on top of the table with honey till you have your fill
And the bread is baking and the bed's breaking in two
And the water is boiling over, shall we have a biscuit and tea?
Save a spot for me, sugar please!
Just because we can be in eight places at once does it mean, does it mean, does it mean
Just because we can be in nine places at once does it mean, does it mean, does it mean
Just because we can be in ten places at once does it mean, does it mean, does it mean
Just because we can be eleven places at once
You say there is a clue near the horseshoe and the mushroom where the grass grows like rain?
Where the grass grows like rain?
Will you be my friend where the grass grows like rain?
You say there is a clue near the horseshoe and the mushroom where the grass grows like rain?
Will you be my friend where the grass grows like rain?
Just because we can be in eleven places at once does it mean, does it mean, does it mean
Just because we can be in eleven places at once does it mean, does it mean, does it mean
I can feel what your feeling?
Can you see what I'm seeing?
You can feel what I'm feeling
And I know what you are thinking
I can feel what your feeling
Can you see what I'm seeing?
You can feel what I'm feeling
And I know what you are thinking
Dress up for supper in flour and butter and eat me on top of the table with honey till you have your fill, till you have your fill
Why don't we be friends!

*****************

I am very excited to share my new song with you, it is called

"Apprentice Of Eros. "

This is a home video I made recently. I will record this song with two others this winter for my fourth album to be released after the spring equinox 2019! 

I wrote this tonight, it's called

"Eliza Says Goodnight"

🖤

I got a roommate named Joey get low blood sugars sometimes a jelly sandwich wont help him / I get scared call up the paramedics and like a Friday night date snap my fingers have 9 gorgeous men surrounding the kitchen room thread my loom bread caverns into sorbet beat shoremate witchin' broom ah boom boom ah boom boom savin' life doin' what they do / golden heart fellas knead the dough / hey fellas remember the last time you fire boys was here / hell yea / there was a blonde he was tall yea taller than me when he stuck my roommate with the sugar sharp thing with like glucosamine? I don't know but I am a curios furious furry tail kitty and when his sugars came up and his face swivel up back around up from the violent horse bearer to valkyrie observer cover my salt the dough too loud ear and the eyes became clear and the shakes all subside at the quiet place Westside like a too dark boiling water park ride of merry go round fall out / hiiiii <3 / bare my fangs and I remember him sweetly / yea give him my number / tell him Sabine says ah hello / and for the wet roads would you care for a jelly sandwich or shall I make twenty? Do you all eat the sandwiches while savin' lives all the live long nights workin' men? / I got time to make them not that eager to please just got no where to be and I'm a kitchen witch dream just my roommate and me and my daughter and life oh so sweet and you never know when a peppermint tic tac toe gee hi there joe type helper sons act like men not children masquerading walkin' in / got no Valentine waiting felt the sting of rejection like Afghanistan Black Scorpion / still can't figure it out that one though / one of them hard elder stashes / not prepared to care / paid in cash broke the heart's bank / that one though / I'm sure that I'm worth more than apathy / pretty sure I'm at least a lucky penny if we're counting / or a juicy pretty berry all crusty in diamonds / or a billion dollar bill or surely just a nice girl / what do the kids call it these days? / ghosting / not hip to it, million years old, can't relate to it / too deep for ya walking ego trip / good luck with that / I got an ego too, about the size of Wisconsin / just as moldy and cheesy too / go on, pet her, she's pretty / not really a narcissus adore / too self reflective and way too hyper aware of the spaces between other people and prime cut empathic / (working in a factory frightens us and there is a ghost living in that corner over there I swear to it) / not really a narcissus j'adore but under Eros I am employed though I sure do revel in the lace button down pearl buttoned improper gamey shapes of the face / well why wouldn't I? / did somebody ever tell you that you shouldn't adore the faces you've grown into? / smile back at yourself, what's it to you? / What have you got to lose / you're adorable / your God's nightingale sculpture / my art is shit, I know, I know / all fuel for the fire / pursue what I can never from tire / got a heart in a crab shell hard shell bullshit bounce right off with a surprisingly soft meaty center / wish I didn't have this cream filling / but no one could never knife me any more than I've already been hurt / not a chance / still so much happier than I've ever been / I'm as tasty as a toasted marshmallow at campfire again / you'll never find me again / even if I'm standing right in front of you with my guts spilling through / tie a bow tie around my waist with it / try to reel me in then lock me outside again with nary a stitch or a scale on / there are beta fish that slip eternally through the nets and out of the graspy nature of red lipped fingers so don't think that you've got me get all comfy or I'm going away / my Disappearing Act is the best one that I have / but it's not like ghosting, superficial apparition cake frosting on a dead hollow bake / you'll know why I'm leavin' if I've left / felt like a walking dead rocking corpse / wouldn't keep a friend on deck handling that rope / like my sister say yesterday that she wish she had the balls to do this or to be stronger and I'm thinkin' Sis why would you ever say this / why don't you use the muscles god gave you that pushed out that baby? / Our puddy cat's done things that the boi's you could never dream so please cease using puddy casually or as a means to feel higher artificially as we all play along nicely in the nice little sandbox for it is highly displeasing to an actual female / so maybe the flash light fireman red sucker sunny tan give his tall yea very good looking comrade a hand give him the number wrapped up lollipop of the best lunar lady he'll ever have and maybe he'll call and whatever if he don't but I say to my daughter this is why we keep lipsticks in our pockets for such occasions and for non life threatening spontaneous medical situations with concentric reverberations and encounters with smokin' hot paramedics / do you feel me / like we need a pool where I can suddenly forget how to swim snap my fingers get 'em all back here again / and she just laughs at me oh mommy your so crazy and goes back to the pink pillows of Friday night fluffed lucky cartoons and a turmeric tea and a lucky spade cut out from the back of the bloodthirsty monofilament blacked out chrome lace dress doll deadpan timing to my heart ah boom boom a la hell yea a la boom boom 4×4×4 tap tap yep and the moon archy swoon getting up up there and the sugars up / Joey's laughing about the tale and we all's well and that's all for tonight! / Eliza says goodnight

🖤

*****************

"Apprentice Of Eros"

If it tastes like romance put it on

If it loves like his hands give me some

If my heart is not broken I must be dead

For I am the moss oak carriage, rotten, get me fed

In your dreams, in your dreams, mmmm yeah in your dreams

Round the hall hail Dionysus, we're feelin' fine

Chilled on a fastie with my bestie the rhythm much too kind

Boy, tryin' to reach you on the coy

Boy I got it bad

For you my extra extra coat shade of lipstick in diva red

I work hard for my money

Yo brown eyes, I wash my heart in hope and honey like love could be the new world religion like butter baby, signed Eros baby

And an Apprentice of Eros might say I don't need nothing, nobody today

And an Apprentice of Eros might say I don't need nothing, nobody today

Helios in love he say to the Apprentice of Eros he say in loss and love you'll stay

I don't need nothing, nobody today, say the Apprentice of Eros today

And so to the Apprentice of Eros he say roisina dipped arrow will pierce you today!

Chain me to the pillars of heaven

Limit me, well, aren't you gonna be me, my, merennial woodland?

In the company of queen and king I sing

And in the company of queen and king this I sing

In your dreams

I despair so therfore I love

You are my obsession and I am yours

In your dreams

Chain me to the pilars of heaven

Be patient baby, say, when are you gonna be me, my, merennial woodland?

In the company of king and queen I sing

And in the company of queen and king this I sing

In your dreams

I despair so therefore I love

You are my expression and I am yours

In your dreams

And an Apprentice of Eros might say I dont need nothing, nobody today

And an Aprentice of Eros might say I don't need nothing, nobody today

But then she say well I must admit I feel death upon me everyday

Yeah then she say well i must admit I feel death upon me everyday

So then he belay the graveyard in her dress and the flame lick her up for a hella boy, hush, your a sound I can see

Pretty please listen

In your, in your, in your, in your dreams

Hera wants to know does the secret farolita in your dreams match the one you show before the face of Aphridita in your dreams?

In your, in your, in your, in your dreams

Hera wants to know does the secret farolita in your dreams match the one you show before the face of Aphorodita in your dreams?

In your, in your, in your, in your dreams, hey!

Hera wants to know does the secret farolita in your dreams match the one you show before the face of Aphrodita in your dreams?

In your, in your, in your, in your dreams

In your, in your, in your, in your dreams, hey!

Hera wants to know does the secret farolita in your dreams match the one you show before the face of Aphrodita in your dreams?

In your dreams, in your dreams, in your dreams

Hera wants to know does the secret farolita in your dreams match the one you show before the face of Aphrodita in your dreams?

In your dreams, in your dreams, in your dreams

Hera wants to know does the secret farolita in your dreams.....
In your dreams....in your dreams....
In your, in your, in your dreams, hey!

Hera wants to know does the secret farolita in your dreams match the one you show before the face of Aphrodita in your dreams?

In your dreams, in your dreams, in your dreams

Hera wants to know does the secret farolita in your dreams match the one you show before the face of Aphrodita in your dreams?

Give us another hit, a triplecette

Give us another hit, a triplecette

Triplecette!

Take us to Era of Eros I say!

Give us another hit, a triplecette

Give us another hit, a triplecette

Triplecette!

Take us to Era of Eros I say!

Knead into sourdough sorry that I need mold to feel at home

Cull a terri-bull terrible will against the wall in the kitchen down the hall

And an Apprentice of Eros might say protect little one donnybrook down like a nun

And an apprentice of romance say romantika the mass, gotta build it and do it fast and on and on and on and

Give us another hit, a triplecette

Give us another hit, a triplecette

Triplecette!

Take us to Era of Eros I say!

Palla rosha hail, ALL HAIL!

and catch the ball like a ping like a pong

Come along Cromwell, well Isador sith them the song all your haunt and all your heart

Become Apprecntice of Eros who say semicoma the mass like a ping like a pong

Become Apprecntice of Eros who say semicoma the mass all your haunt and all your heart and on and on and on and like a ping like a pong

All your haunt and all your heart

Say, when are you gonna be my merennial woodland?

Are you ready? Are we steady, my merennial woodland?

*****************************************************************************************

 

Sabine Silver Presents The Haunted Theatre

“Catherine Disaster” Monologue
(in character with Madrone Malefic & Bellatrix Jones)

And now The Haunted Theatre proudly presents Catherine Disaster! The firstborn triplet sister pushed from the volcanic womb of uranian laughter! Catherine Disaster, her sister, Madrone Malefic, and her other sister, Bellatrix Jones. See, they remember the old ways, and the burning of pyres, and a phoenix collected their ashes of evolutionary transformation upon its wings, and now that phoenix rises with an underworld desire. Heart on fire like plutonian trash, red lipstick! Tricked out triplecettes in spiked heels trip the boulevard with a message:

"Isador! Come out, come out, wherever you are! We can smell your perfume, and you see we see a strand of your raven hair the blackbird has caught for his nest."

 

And Madrone Malefic calls out in her Madrone-y malificent fashion:

“Isador! The show must go on! If we must we will accept that you will always be like the billy goat on the farm, instrinsically innocent and psychedelic and with a near constant need to headbutt everything that it sees in order to experience the dream. And in a divine and unconscious cosmic effort to understand the world of the senses. An endless dance of powers and play with the other animals, Isador!”

 

And Bellatrix Jones interjects:

“Come with us darling, we will show you the rooms of the seventh house. You will feel our bodies etched in the sky, and also imprinted in the constellations upon your cells. And on the twenty fifth of December, just before the nightshades flee, you may look up and you will see that we are the virgins of Virgo, we bear many martyrs that influence the world. The light of the world. For without the sun, won’t we all perish? Ah Krishna, fair Jesus, bright Horus! Please come over, and restructure the roses on our suppertime table, and bring with you your fishes of two to be consumed, for the age of Pisces, it is ending, and you have assured us that you would be with us till the end of the age, and to keep a lookout for a man carrying a vessel filled with water…...Catherine Disaster! The stage is now yours! There you go, its yours…..”

************************************************************************************

*************************************************************************************************************

<<<song written by Sabine Silver for Catherine Disaster with video by Aurelie DeLorean from the aquarium, she is a crow for the shiniest thing / your shine blinded her see? Sorry! / I'll take an extra scoop of ice cream please / pretty please we are getting disheveled / all eavesdrops so she's peeked out from the kitchen trash and we are the mushroom thing / I Am The Mushroom Queen! / moss bottom feeder / cloud hovered kaleidoscope stalactite cave covered scheme / some childhood corner neighborhood all grave too grown so forges the right road own way off a freeway pass to finally have fun to feel joy and to eat fill of what makes us feel good / won't feel guilt no more for no one/ won't pay nobody's bills and then some / I've got my own bills and my freedom and my own coat to wear and my dark hair and my basketball hoop and skatewear / comin' up fast on your left vroom vroom vroom celibacy I build ah tantra do not mess with me / I got my chocolate vanilla swirl shiva linga soft serve and my beta glucans and I am love like a rose petal and I will beat you to the top o the mountain say I got my chocolate vanilla carob swirl sprinkled shiva linga krishna kali soft serve I got the capricorn hand and I am a boy like a rose petal and I am a bat like hell all get out / go forge your own way maybe you can sleep all day in somebody else's house / I got my own bills to pay so why don't you sleep all day and get in somebody else's way in like somebody else's house / glow ephemeral temple body I know that real love is so real and we love the selves one thousand percent and won't accept on the top shelf anything quite less / you get the highest bunk bed / give you the highest bunk bed and my spoils of winter and forever that way you shall remain / like a shot in the dark though the valentine rain / give me all the reasons from the strawberry climate why double dust rings of powdered sugar is better than a single and I take my coffee with cream and sugar thank you and why lions only mate wth lions and why I want to iron your shirts for the morning and cook you dinner when you come home / of gateways to alchemy / 24 carrots and a gold forked smile and spoon me in self mastery / slurp / silver rat pocket lockets of beauty in every thing / as above so below as within all without / sweet taste butter knife / slip into something like drip / turn it on turn the oven on / come over to my house / leo eclipse is happening / just go the ultimate speed limit of a light bird lust for death / some souls we see everyday and their pretty faces bless all the way and some souls a split moment and we miss them, yes we own it>>>


"Sol Invictus"

Catherine, Catherine, Catherine
Catherine, smile pretty, you are privy to the bells and the bells of the city of the masons, you think you know me, but you dare not tell of your wishing well, of your wishing well
We once were gods, now we are shells
Hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallellujah hey, hallelujah hey!
All praises to the sun of December
Praises to the eyes that see forever
Praises to the virgins who create the gods
O Catherine, your wishing lies in the well and the bells of hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey......
.........where am I? Oh! Well, I must have been dreaming.......
...........say, whats that I hear? What's that your saying?
You say Catherine's a sinner?
They say she's caught the original sin all upon her
But Catherine's been trained in sarcasm and can't be bothered
Born into sin or is it a sine (wave)? Won't you tell us, Catherine!
Hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey!
Praises to the sun of December
Praises to the eyes that see forever
Praises to the virgins who create the gods
O Catherine, your wishing lies in the well and the bells of hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah hey, hallelujah!


*************************************************************************************************************Written and composed by Sabine Silver

*************************************************************************************************************

Here is a nice little video I made frying in a pan together recently spent marks of winter road trip moments of simplicity and of the tea and of the honey from my realm to yours, for the sake of cathartic creation and of cathartic expression. I find the rich lessons and sweetness of life contained in the mundane. I like to observe in my 3am silk black lab coat and matching spectacles half eaten bowls of cereal pop and dissolve like the crush of morning-after freshly packed snow underneath my not-so snow boot. Or watching mold growing on the windowsill to experience my perception of the passage of time, and it slows down my million miles per hour of mind. Lots of things everyday and I cherish my friends and like to write so I wrote this over the course of three nights:

*************************************************************************************

If my heart is not broken I must be dead / desert rituals on the waning get it
fed / Alliance Of Self get it right get it fed / harp in the dark I crave solitude
like its nobody’s business / I’m trying to get good in my career and in
business but I still feel like a child binge reading my nancy drew books
alone in my room / I am the brussel sprout who left bright colored pencils in the cubbies of the girls who I couldn’t talk to but wanted to talk to / nice little
gift / be my friend / I sharpened them for you / Snuck into their pictures but
didn’t know what to say like Yikes! upon Yikes! I’m over and out but if I give
you small gifts it means to me you are platinum and I am a crow for the
shiniest thing / your shine blinded me, see? / sorry / see saw fish run away run away to the platinum lonesome cave with the platinum sheets super star black boot collection / saturnian depression / winter is so cold at the bottom of the sea / and everyone upon everyone means everything to me because I am of you and you are another me / should I be sorry? Ok, then I’m sorry / I remember feeling guilty to the mystery of life, like why would a 2000 year old sun god & nice guy die for me like that and say every day that he’d do it again? Ouch, well I just want to go soak bubble bath bubble sloth bathe but I gotta be honest we don’t want to be watched by the holy spirit or any of these holy angels only the holy hot water upon me I wanna feel / gotta go tell or go to hell all these men in dark suits of my secretive splendors / feel their hand’s resting surfaces on my ugly mouse hair / soft temple prayers / baptisms for the dead but do the dead really care? so my worship’s feeling ultra perfect around the circles of golden cattle and our hearts have tested pure, and the tithe has bought the cure/ Bite hard a fine emerald of ten carots and bezzle and crack my teeth laughing like Rumi suggested / should I conjure socratic discussion although I feel I know nothing forever but do I wish to remain this way? / No / My life selves my death selves meet to your selves / SPEAK / my ivory body’s all set up for supper / we’re baked into warm creosote bread that I punched full with your laughter / your smile is radiant, reticence, last sentence, last words, its a killer / I am a puritan and a kinky nun and a priestess of the sacred whore temple, Jesus was my keeper and I will always adore him / balance the goblets, my belly button’s deep / we’re connected to the Great Mother and her covenants we swore to keep / I’m a real person I think but I feel we’re disappearing, like I don’t know where my mind goes if I’m not painting my nails, you know it ain’t good if I’m not painting my nails, well I stopped painting them but I’ll get it back because black has made the comeback a utilitarian staple / the son of a celebrity once told me I was weak, he told me I was creepy, and I gotta be honest it stuck to me, really hurt me, took my feelings and stabbed me, said I shouldn’t make a name for myself, well I want to make a good name for myself, but am I strong enough? I see the best in things but sometimes that hurts me, I expect them to tie me, to twist me, to burn me on a stake and I am chased you see, don’t know why, but I have a hunch it is happening in a parallel sky / circumfrent reality / stake through the heart then / parallel sky / Catherine Disaster, she’s faster, I trust her, she can make me worthwhile / I am worthwhile / we are the head of the dragon / to live a highly vibrational life we must keep our circle strong / So all hail Apollo, be with me, civic order within me / warm the clarified butter to burn fast in your sleep like whats left in clear quartz phantom lanterns as it seeps / clarifying cast iron set up for hard knocks / with dreams that are soft as a rose petal / your shirts are like disparate red rose petals / I question the why / I give to it the top shelf? / always the top shelf! / <3 You get the highest bunk bed <3 / Give you the highest bunk bed and my spoils of winter / I am the hunter and also the gatherer / saturnian depression / exposure of fault lines / by crystallized salt in the hourglass I crush though some days like a bull through a china shoppe at a pinhole out the other side in the tunnel here comes the train / atop the marble relics of my unconditioned psyche I find the god induced idealism / Plato knows what to say, maybe optimistic is the seeker to see the dream created because what is more real, the shape or its shadow or the thought before the thing? / When I say I needed mold to feel at home I didn’t mean black mold, only my science experiments I grow in the fridge, and now my memory hurts and I think its getting worse / Welcome To The House Of Scales of Seven Boats with Seven Sails and would you like my favorite song if I took the script and burnt it? / I am a deer in the forest followed by headlights that suddenly spotlight through the trees, I get spooked by loud noises and apathy and subtle social cruelty / The circle is open, never broken, leave it open, blessed be / I want to share my colorful toys and roll all over the floor and be a doll on the bunk bed where I think this is belonging / I want to belong too, just like you / I want to belong to you, well, you know what I mean, don’t you? Just want to see how your eyes squint through a strong mint and hold you close forever fortnight / and in the spirit of evolution I can see that you are for sure a nice thing / breakfast in bed / coffee with cream / lions get fed / I want nice things / I seek myself these things, don’t just want any old thing for this mars in taurus, and if I can’t make some gold now from my copper and ores then I’ll put it on credit because I like to pay off my pleasures nice and slow honey / thought it for a nice thing but perhaps I am the dreaming / yeah maybe just a smidge / yeah I’m always dreaming so now the princess swimming planetoid fish hook probes them Chironic troubles / in the fogged out bathroom mirror I see holiest of endeavors / holy hot waters / nice and slow honey / ever eat play-dough? / Its yummy

*****************************************************************************************************

I am blessed to announce that I have very recently moved my daughter and I to Santa Cruz, California. I am deeply looking forward to sharing my music in the bay area and to experience my Saturn Return and further the work of my heart and soul. Performance dates to be posted soon. Please stay tuned. Thank you endlessly for your love and support.

To Contact Sabine,

Please Call

(575) 779-7543

Or Email:

All Images On This Website Are High Resolution

Please Right Click To Download For Press Purposes

Thank You For Visiting!

  • Facebook Social Icon
  • YouTube Social  Icon
  • SoundCloud Social Icon
  • White Bandcamp Icon
  • Instagram Social Icon
  • Twitter Social Icon