Concierto sábado 4 junio: Mini Festival Surpas

Freedonia
c/ Lleialtat, 6
Raval (Metro Paral·lel i Sant Antoni)
€5
22h

El tema del minifestival de este mes es la expresión minimalista, la necesidad natural de expresión, que nos revienta desde dentro.

Subirán al escenario la cantautora Katherine Sheng Morrison, un grupo de danza Butoh y la cantante de folk finlandesa Mirel Wagner.

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Shooting (new song)

Soldiers at the borderline
Guns pointing at the moon
Body reflective,
show up my fear
to shoot
for you

Fodder for the lightfire
Gather your bodies around
Breathe me brighter
Blow, bellows
Help me grow
Help me glow

This song wouldn't exist without the fight
It's a plea
Make peace with the weak
& maybe, if the moon can't be reached,

I'll fall among the shooting stars
& sing of fire
& sing of the war
of desire

Gather your bodies around
Dancing flame,
I'll give you sound

& the shape will come
& the shape will come
& the shape will come
as I awake

Wake me

3 April 2011

Barro (¡nueva canción!)

Soy barro
no formado
esperando al torno
mirando a las formas alrededor

No soy bueno, ni malo
Escucho a las voces
emanando de las vasijas alrededor

No soy nada, pero algo
y en algo he fallado
Sólo lo rígido se puede romper

Sin meter las manos
no sucede el trabajo
que la materia puede merecer

Estoy dispuesto, me pregunto,
a coger un color,
a tomar una forma que se puede romper

Cuando se va el água
lo que deja queda
Ya no es barro

28 febrero 2011

Claimed Again (New Song!)

Falling backwards off the roof of your house,
The body reborn in a new, bloody form
I can't help but laugh & cry

Losing vision, freefall in the nowhere land
This is as close to death as I've been
Now I don't need to figure out that nothing belongs to me

No house, no body, no one
Wonderful darkness, timelessness
Ridiculous to think
Just witnessing the rich unfolding
I have been claimed again

as one of the vibrant, fragile specks in the kaleidoscope
O, great hands, keep a-turning
I heard the silence you spoke

Losing balance when my string was cut
Re-done, redeemed, reset
Give me a laugh & a drop of life
I will give you all I've got

No house, no body, no one
Wonderful darkness, timelessness
Ridiculous to think
Just witnessing the rich unfolding
I have been claimed again

But on two legs, I feel I'm strong
& in my mind, I am someone
It just takes a fall to drop it all

I walk through the box I build with thoughts
Alive with maybes & maybe nots
There's no way to tell what is real

& in my life, I have a house
I have a body & a sense of self
But the darkness will come & undress me again

& I will be claimed again

Steppe to the Prairie (Bring Your Body Back To Me)

I started chewin' on my tongue after yours left mine
I started chewin' on my tongue, unknowing, in the night

And each dry lip's an ancient plain
Waitin' and a-waitin' and a-waitin' for rain
An ocean and two bone reefs in between

Bring your body back to me
Bring your bison back to feed
Bring your yurt back to this old dirt

Bring your body back to me
Bring each lip and let each leak
Rain ocean into sea

I started chewin' on my heart after I left my mind
I started chewin' on my heart mornin', noon, and night

And each blood beat's an ancient drum
Wantin' and a-wantin' you to back come, come
A dead skin and a live skin in between

Bring your body back to me
Bring your hot stones back to heat
Bring your hand back to this old land

Bring your body back to me
Bring your tongue and let it reach mine broken
Come mend each breach

I started chewin' on my time after I lost my place
I started chewin' on my time once I slowed down the race

And each earth crack's an empty sore
Thirsty for the sky to open up and pour
Fill the long, long spaces in between

Bring your body back to me
Bring the steppe to the prairie
Bring the branches back to seed

Grow a tree o' many limbs
Light a shade o' many dims

Let the dark fall for our bodies
Let the night fall for our bodies
Let the dark night fall for our bodies

Summer 2006, Ottawa

Honeydew

Was she honeydew or banana?

Did she taste like a voiceless dream?

And did she fulfill your fantasy of a moon-faced girl?

All innocence in the dark, surrounding sea

Was he animal or pirate?

Did he touch like you were the first he’d ever seen?

And did he stare, then smile like a kid?

Was he bearded or fresh as fifteen?

I love to make the bed

I’d rather make love

What are you?

What are you afraid of?

Did she save her kisses like stamps for letters she would never send?

And did she open like an envelope?

Naked in her burden

Did he hold her like a handcuff or like a railing?

Did he hold her underwater like breath?

Or did he hold off, unsure of her wanting?

He says we’re on a boat

She says she lost her watch in the sea

I’m a-holdin’ onto control

Just drop it, you don’t need it

There’s freedom shouting in me

It’s hard to melt, when you’re afraid of fire

And it’s hard to yell, when you’ve had to be quiet

For so long

Dharamsala, India 2008

Spiders on the Wall

Spiders on the wall

And my grandmother afraid

Candles on the ledge

And water boiling

I’m cold and I’ve got a hot bottle on my belly

She’s old and she’s got death coming to her one of these days

And I’ll go one of these days

This is the day she was born

How many suns has she been round?

First came John, he’s my father

Water sign, came of her water, born of her wine

And he gave it to me through my ma

This water in my eyes

Like spiders (when you’re not watching) crawling

Bones my of roots snappin’ and dreams like bean shoots falling

I’m makin’ a mulch pile, I’m makin’ tea

I’m makin’ a birthday party for you and my life for me

I’m running to water this tree

This is the branch that I am

It is dancing though it’s beat

But not beaten

By the whippin’ wind or by the night and its darkened lens

I bought candles, seven in your name

He-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-len

He-le-le-le-le-le-le-le-len

You are and I are silent

And slowly going into another world, each alone

Where we may find the unknown

Don’t be scared, I’m singin’ for you

I wrote this song on my Granny's birthday.

July 7th, 2008, Dharamsala, India.