Matchbook Valley: Summer Home Recordings 2013

by Kate Powell

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01:21
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02:53
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01:15

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released September 9, 2013

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Kate Powell Santa Fe, New Mexico

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Track Name: Addy
I seek an audience with the divine spirit
of midnight abandoned car parks
come on Addy, comb my brain
give me thoughts that I can directly transpose
Track Name: Farewell
We are running out of time
when the sun breaks in
on charcoal-gray apartment nights
I have seen the end in dreams
it's more gracious than you'd think that it could be

Do you love me, I don't know
we draw lines between
the stars we see from home
but worlds away in their own skies
they are not the bears and snakes we recognize

When I am back in matchbook valley
I will have to make amends
in the meantime
should I give myself a second chance
to lean into the awkward rapture of the slow dance

Farewell
Farewell
Farewell
Farewell
Track Name: Empress Alexandra
Empress Alexandra, say it and it's true
the pretty girls from high school
ain't got shit to say to you
you can snap your fingers
and launch a thousand submarines
a thousand shining periscopes
rising through the arctic steam
Track Name: The House
Il y avait une fois une maison - un moulin, en fait - dont les jambes insectoïdes se cachaient dans la terre noire et humide d'un ancien cimitière ameroindien. Dans cette maison-moulin vivaient deux soeurs : l'une noire et silencieuse et indiciblement belle ; l'autre.... l'autre....

The house, the mill, a creature
crawling out its own rusty pipe
a throat, a monster
a brick-spitting monster
wakes me in the night
I am thirteen
consecrated to famine
this slow carving-out
of my insides

When it's over I will feel much better
I've been waiting for a long long long long time
when it's over I will walk away from --
and -- will not follow me

My sister in her own room
tapping into ancient frequencies
her throat a passage
a dimly-lit passage
home to swarming bees
she is eighteen
she will take her vows
she will speak the magic sounds

When it's over I will feel much better
I've been waiting for a long long long long time
when it's over I will walk away from --
and -- will not follow me

Eternellement à toi ma soeur
à mesure que je vis pour toi je meurs