1. |
Death Whistles
07:35
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lyrics by Eli Wallis
the sleeping are charged with the last colours
before the tombs, in exquisite shadow
a death whistle lifts again the flowers
death whistle lifts again the flowers
the sleeping are charged with the last colours
before the tombs, in exquisite shadow
a death whistle
a death whistle
a death whistle lifts again the flowers
the light above the map, aged vermillion
spade on shoulder he enters the dark wood
the gravedigger
sees the watching crosses
the distance, as it doubtless does each night
greets this man with a grand gesture
a soft birdsong flying through silence
a light above the tombs lifts again
the sleeping entering the watching wood
in exquisite vermillion shadow
before the last colours see the gravedigger
a death whistle
greets the man with a spade
and a soft birdsong flying through silence,
soft birdsong flying through silence
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2. |
Buried In The Orchard
04:17
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lyrics by Eli Wallis
cottonwood floating
pink cloud and purple mountains
dogs and kids playing
friday the 13th
crescent moon gleaming blood red
in the smoke-choked sky
cat pauses at the
lilac drained of its color
for one final sniff
two hundred fifteen
children buried in unmarked
graves in the orchard
a hummingbird drinks from the
hanging coleus
two coyotes roam
forest hills park after dark
as the wind picks up
cottonwood floating
pink cloud and purple mountains
dogs and kids playing
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3. |
Drifts Down
04:29
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lyrics by Eli Wallis
poor Mona surrounded by bulletproof glass
fragile sea of iphones so far from Rome
redheaded hummingbird flits between two rhododendrons
keeping a close eye on me
lucius lips, lust, light, curves, cross nippes, nipples, naples and nipes
driving me into exile
self-imposed from the darkness of the world
lovely lights cross
lips curves a bonk et dante
et all the names
david marks on index cards
the way his father vladimir did
vivian dark his mother
was it something or other was
on one of his ill-fated index cards
sojourns for trees
little piece of what pine or some ever othertree
whose name escapes moments
airily me mind
drifts down x 3
Pa Pa Ra Ra x 3
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4. |
Drowning
06:42
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lyrics by Eli Wallis
Egyptian storm unleashes scorpions
killing at least three
wounding some dozen more
chainsaws and sirens singing a dirge
for the drowned mouse or rat
washed up on the front lawn
it's just a little weather
drowning out poor redheaded
hummingbirds cowering in
creaking clattering rain slick
phalanges of a leafless
bigleaf maple
cowering in battered rhododendrons
with dead flowers at their foots
their roots deep in a river
there's lots of cows, chickens and pigs
on these plains
drowning in their pens
not our concern now
of course certainly we could
have done something
but doing things is no silver bullet
black cat bounding silently
over moss-broken cobble stone
house sold over asking
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5. |
Flying Through Silence
04:25
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6. |
The Way Caresses You
07:45
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lyrics by Eli Wallis
an atmospheric river
the way caresses you
the way caresses you
the way caresses you
quiet the clutter of this drawer before you speak up
the mind is its own place you must mind
your own p's and q's
the way caresses you
an atmospheric river delicately designs a dervish
out of blood red leaves from the japanese maple
the way caresses you
it's only sweat making your skin crawl
over dressed for this weather
maybe learn a new tune the way canaries do
an atmospheric river delicately designs a dervish
out of blood red leaves from the japanese maple
the way caresses you
the way caresses you
quiet the clutter of this drawer before you speak up
the mind is its own place you must mind your own p's and q's
first pay no mind to the rising water
after all
water never hurt any body
pay no mind to the rising water
after all
water never hurt any body
pay no mind to the rising water
after all
water never hurt any body
an atmospheric river delicately designs a dervish
out of blood red leaves from the japanese maple
it's only sweat making your skin crawl
over dressed for this weather
maybe learn a new tune the way canaries do
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7. |
Under The Moon
04:34
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8. |
Drifts Down ( reprise)
08:17
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lyrics by Eli Wallis
poor Mona surrounded by bulletproof glass
fragile sea of iphones so far from Rome
redheaded hummingbird flits between two rhododendrons
keeping a close eye on me
lucius lips, lust, light, curves, cross nippes, nipples, naples and nipes
driving me into exile
self-imposed from the darkness of the world
lovely lights cross
lips curves a bonk et dante
et
redheaded hummingbird flits between two rhododendrons
keeping a close eye on me
lucius lips, lust, light, curves, cross nippes, nipples, naples and nipes
driving me into exile
self-imposed from the darkness of the world
lovely lights cross
lips curves a bonk et dante
et
all the names
david marks on index cards
the way his father vladimir did
vivian dark his mother
was it something or other was
on one of his ill-fated index cards
sojourns for trees
little piece of what pine or some ever othertree
whose name escapes moments
airily me mind
drifts down
poor Mona surrounded by bulletproof glass
fragile sea of iphones so far from Rome
redheaded hummingbird flits between two rhododendrons
keeping a close eye on me
keeping a close eye on me
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9. |
You Said You Love It
07:17
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lyrics by Eli Wallis
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10. |
That Doll
07:12
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lyrics by Eli Wallis
that doll doesn't look a thing like me
no, that doll doesn't look a thing like me
mondrian did not like his trees
no, mondrian did not like his trees
the sound of clorox and the smell of rain
I did not think I'd be back here again
can this go on? can I go on?
what do I need, ice cream and three days' leave?
I'm a new man baby, I'll shave my face
I'll drop the A, tell me: what does it take?
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11. |
Wretched Affair
06:29
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lyrics by Eli Wallis
a nippy morning for weathered wood
split stairs unpleasant texture
so stark in sharp october air
a nippy morning for weathered wood
split stairs unpleasant texture
so stark in sharp october air
moaning creaking under even a cursory glance
one wonders never a more wretched affair
a nippy morning for weathered wood
split stairs unpleasant texture
so stark in sharp october air
moaning creaking under even a cursory glance
one wonders never a more wretched affair
it's a wonder anyone can bear
this texture
unpleasant moaning
so sharp
in cold split air
in cold split air
weathered would creaks from split lips
a cloud
cursory like a glance
to his eyes
the sky
the wretched stairs
a nippy morning for weathered wood
split stairs unpleasant texture
so stark in sharp october air
moaning creaking under even a cursory glance
one wonders never a more wretched affair
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12. |
A Loud Secret
04:04
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lyrics by Asad Dhaumya
Ray Da Da
Ray Da Da
I know I am common but not ordinary
you assured me
and now I can crease myself with my shirt
Monsieur Valery
I know you think little of me
I still prostitute myself
making myself known to be understood
making myself known to be understood
ghosts of the masters
glorious day
one day I too shall die
glorious day
and while I do not expect admittance
I demand to be warmed at your hearth
In the endless dull white
their is a secret
and it's loud
In the endless dull white
their is a secret
and it's loud
from a blackberry bramble
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13. |
Blossoming
04:15
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In Fuse Vancouver, British Columbia
08/22/2022
Vancouver Art Gallery
750 Hornby Street Vancouver BC.
In Fuse music performance for Evelyn
Roth installation
10/15/2021
Vancouver Outsider Arts Festival
The Roundhouse Community Arts and Recreation Centre Theatre
In Fuse group music and dance performance.
07/21/2016
"Talking Trees"
Kits Community Hall, 2305 West 7th Ave. Vancouver.
In Fuse music performance and Dance.
... more
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