The Spirits in my Blood Sing to me at Night
by Kristine Barrett
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Limited Edition Compact Disc
Beautiful 6-panel case with original artwork by Kristine Barrett
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A Beacon of Light
12:14
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Tsintsqaro
05:33
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Ghosts
03:47
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Trees
05:05
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Molly Malone
04:22
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Dimitro/Szerelem
07:40
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The Memory of Death
08:21
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The Sea, My Beloved
12:44
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about
An otherworldly collection of new and ancient songs from around the world.
"There is a place I go to in the Marin Headlands where I remember things from another life. I am filled with joy and homesickness for a place, for a body I have not known for these thousand years. When I look to the sea, it is the same. I am homesick.
We are born. With our breath, the spirits of air and of place drift through our transient bodies. Ancestors and memory course through our veins, taking up residence in the very marrow of our animal being. Spirit accumulates over the course of our lives. It surrounds us: the waters, the trees, a forest, a spider, a hill. We move between worlds."
"There is a place I go to in the Marin Headlands where I remember things from another life. I am filled with joy and homesickness for a place, for a body I have not known for these thousand years. When I look to the sea, it is the same. I am homesick.
We are born. With our breath, the spirits of air and of place drift through our transient bodies. Ancestors and memory course through our veins, taking up residence in the very marrow of our animal being. Spirit accumulates over the course of our lives. It surrounds us: the waters, the trees, a forest, a spider, a hill. We move between worlds."
credits
released 04 June 2013
music written & arranged by kristine barrett
kristine barrett, voice piano drums processing
meredith yayanos, violin
luis maurette, drums & signal processing {tracks 1, 3, 6}
agnes szelag, cello {track 1}
mastered by myles boisen at headless buddha mastering lab, oakland california
album artwork by kristine barrett
special thanks to my beloved husband whose support is so complete & whole-hearted; my parents for teaching me the value of kindness, gentleness, and love; all of my siblings both by blood and otherwise for their enduring friendship & unstinting support. my mentors, teachers, & inspirations: fred frith, elizabeth setzer, janet kutulas, carl linich, tzvetanka varimezova, kitka. and gratitude to all my dear friends scattered about the globe who have taught me not to be afraid of beauty, light, & goodness; in particular meredith yayanos, nate powell, jennie pakradooni, jen deyoe, marielle jakobsons, luis maurette, alejandra ortiz, cyan meeks, krystal kavney, the soophie nun squad crew, jenn harper, waterfront folk, & and my dear hawthorne who laid at my feet while I made this music, r.i.p. you gentle luminous soul.
music written & arranged by kristine barrett
kristine barrett, voice piano drums processing
meredith yayanos, violin
luis maurette, drums & signal processing {tracks 1, 3, 6}
agnes szelag, cello {track 1}
mastered by myles boisen at headless buddha mastering lab, oakland california
album artwork by kristine barrett
special thanks to my beloved husband whose support is so complete & whole-hearted; my parents for teaching me the value of kindness, gentleness, and love; all of my siblings both by blood and otherwise for their enduring friendship & unstinting support. my mentors, teachers, & inspirations: fred frith, elizabeth setzer, janet kutulas, carl linich, tzvetanka varimezova, kitka. and gratitude to all my dear friends scattered about the globe who have taught me not to be afraid of beauty, light, & goodness; in particular meredith yayanos, nate powell, jennie pakradooni, jen deyoe, marielle jakobsons, luis maurette, alejandra ortiz, cyan meeks, krystal kavney, the soophie nun squad crew, jenn harper, waterfront folk, & and my dear hawthorne who laid at my feet while I made this music, r.i.p. you gentle luminous soul.
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Kristine Barrett is an artist, composer, and vocalist specializing in folk music from Eastern Europe, the British Isles, and America.
discography
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Jun 2013 -
Dec 2011 -
Mar 2010 -
Mar 2008
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- Track Name: A Beacon of Light
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excerpts from the sufi poet hafiz:
What
Do sad people have in
Common?
It seems
They have all built a shrine
To the past
And often go there
And do a strange wail and
Worship.
What is the beginning of
Happiness?
It is to stop being
So religious
Like That.
i am
a hole in a flute
that the christ's breath moves through-
listen to this
music.
i am the concert
from the mouth of every
creature
singing with the myriad
chords. - Track Name: The Memory of Death
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excerpts from the epic of gilgamesh (trans. herbert mason):
all that is left to one who grieves
is convalescence. no change of heart or spiritual
conversion, for the heart has changed
and the soul has been converted
to a thing that sees
how much it costs to lose a friend it loved.
it has grown past conversion to a world
few enter without tasting loss
in which one spends a long time waiting
for something to move one to proceed.
it is that inner atmosphere that has
an unfamiliar gravity or none at all
where words are flung out in the air but stay
motionless without an answer,
hovering about one's lips
or arguing back to haunt
the memory with what one failed to say,
until one learns acceptance of the silence
amidst the new debris
or turns again to grief
as the only source of privacy,
alone with someone loved.
it could go on for years and years,
and has, for centuries,
for being human holds a special grief
of privacy within the universe
that yearns and waits to be retouched
by someone who can take away
the memory of death.
