about
About this audio:
I want to be defined. I want to know who I am. I want to know where I came from and where I’m going. I want to feel secure in my identity. I want to feel the warmth of that light.
About this visual (Megan Hart):
My piece focuses on identity and the desire to be comfortable with your own past, present, and future selves. I incorporated the faces of humans at different ages with beams of rose colored light shooting out from their eye sockets. Somewhere inside each of them is a core that is definable and unchanging even though circumstances of all sorts might move their identity around a bit in the day to day.
lyrics
Lyrics:
I’ve got a feeling you’ve got your reasons.
So solipsistic, I can’t believe you found another way down to
All the way down to earth.
Your condescension. The way you stand there.
Such strong dissention,
But how your face illuminated before you fixed your gaze down to earth.
When I first met you, you were a beacon.
You were a siren,
An admonition as the trumpets resound and bring it all down to earth.
What’s your name?
You are Apollo. You are Philomel.
Your cavatina recounting all regard for every last sound that
Brought the blue down to earth.
Now in the sunshine I see it shimmer.
And in the moonlight, I hear the music as it carries you under.
All the way down to earth.
When I last left you, you were afflicted.
Your convalescence concluding what you knew inside of your heart,
You never recover.
Never reclaim the light of your lover.
Never recite the rest of your song on earth.
What’s your name?
I know there are consequences for every new objection,
But I swear I’m not pissing into the wind to prove a point.
Let one hundred flowers bloom and prune the shoots,
And salt the roots.
It’s all the same if I have to forsake my soul to know my name.
credits
from
Language Burier,
released June 3, 2016
Written, performed, engineered, produced by Alan Goffinski.
Mastered by Adam Wisz.
Artwork by Megan Hart.
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