sparrows and doves

by ellen o

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02:51
2.
01:50
3.
03:57
4.
02:15
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7.
02:13
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02:07
10.

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released May 30, 2014

The Chicago Ghost Choir:
Adem Chapman on tracks 4, 6, 7, 8, 9 and 10
Emily Merollis on tracks 2, 3, 4, 7, 8, 9 and 10
Will Hulseman on tracks 2, 3, 4, 7, 8 and 10
Matthew Merryweather Wylder on tracks 2, 4, 7 and 10

Aliza Simons, euphonium on tracks 3 and 6

Recorded winter/spring 2014 in Brooklyn and Chicago.

All songs written by Ellen O'Meara except track 10 written by Adem Chapman.

Few Slept. I Ate Spring. text by Kristen Orser
Apples (for Alby) text from "Travel" by Robert Louis Stevenson

Cover art by Esther Neff

Mastered by Caley Monahon-Ward

Gold Bolus Recordings, 2014
more info at www.goldbolus.com

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Track Name: Few Slept. I Ate Spring.
Few Slept. I Ate Spring.
Kristen Orser

i.
Twice, I am least. Less
heart. I will give them
a heart sticking out of a rock.
And it is all the way spring.

ii.
Spring. I am buttercupped
at last. I found a way,
in textual notes, to a field:
language bright and round.

iii.
Round. I am
turned around. My eye
is a strange object
budded with thought.

iv.
Thought. I hear
everyone that is born
in Spring. I take up
a heart, but cannot
find the pulse.

v.
Pulse. Where it stirs
in the spring. Felt
spring. Whisper
a thousand pieces
of sky. Of pause.

vi.
Pause unfolding
into a rushing sound.
Perhaps
a thought.

vii.
Twice thought spring
round. Thought pause. Thought
a rushing sound.
Track Name: apples (for Alby)
I should like to rise and go
Where the golden apples grow;--
Where below another sky
Parrot islands anchored lie,
And, watched by cockatoos and goats,
Lonely Crusoes building boats;--
Where in sunshine reaching out
Eastern cities, miles about,
Are with mosque and minaret
Among sandy gardens set,

—Robert Louis Stevenson from "Travel"