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Revolutions



I have been thinking about the first few minutes of a recent Philip Glass interview that I recently came across in which he talks about how once you find your voice as an artist, the real question is how do you get rid of it? It's the getting rid of your found voice that is where the real discovery and journey for the artist begins.


I love this question.


We walk around wondering when the patterns will be interrupted. We wonder how the story ends or if it even holds together. As for me, I have also wondered how we 'birth bliss from bliss alone' from Andrew Gerber's brilliant lyrics (below). What does it mean to live outside the boundaries of contrast? Maybe in 2024, no matter our vocation, we will realize we are in the after that comes after what we've already found, and that this is the true beginning. Happy New Year.




My Private Gods

Lyrics by Andrew Gerber, Music by Heather Kropf


When my private gods took me to their room

To explain the path of down, down, down

When my private gods took me to their room

Where the clouds float just above the ground


I left home without packing my things

with the kettle still boiling for tea

I left home without bidding adieu

to go where the current moves through

I left home without waiting for you

to go where the current moves through


When my private gods woke me to their dream

So I could practice turning glances into stone

When my private gods woke me to their dream

So I could birth bliss from bliss alone


I left home....


When she opened my ear to her screams

In the chains of the silent jeweled tree

When she opened my ear to her screams

I laughed at those saying they were free


I left home.... 


~

artwork by Heather Kropf, all rights reserved

music is a demo sketch of a song I've been working and reworking for awhile

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