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Postcard #7 - Slab City - Songs from the Dust


1 - The Fire Lyrics Listen
2 - Intermezzo I- Char Lyrics Listen
3 - The Water Lyrics Listen
4 - Intermezzo II- David Lyrics Listen
5 - The Air Lyrics Listen
6 - Intermezzo III- Cuervo Lyrics Listen
7 - The Earth Lyrics Listen
8 - Intermezzo IV- Elaine Lyrics Listen
9 - Silence Lyrics Listen

The journey.
I watch the campfire crackle as the sun
fades. A rock on a mountain is my home,
a small sheltered place where I cut
avocados in half and burn things I need
to get rid of along with those dry twigs
and branches. Some melodies sprout on
lush lawns in the park, remember them,
record them half asleep in the blue
dreamy haze in the evening.
One moment she`s a stranger at a
downtown traffic light. And in the next
I`m drowning in a twisted life`s long
story, being poured into my ear so
boldly and yet trustfully sincere, that I
don`t dare to run, although I never asked
about her foster parents, nor about
her alcoholic husband, her despair.
Out there in the desert I find dust and heat
and horseflies. The wind out here, when
coming as a gentle, cooling breeze, can
bring relief from all that makes the place
unbearable - but also be unbearable
itself, tear camps apart, press dust into
the tents and trailers, there`s no way to
block it when you have no house.
But living under the sky for two months
and a half, you`ll get used to all that. And
learn to cherish that the ground is firm
and that the wind is cooling. That there is
water there, replenishing your strength,
and people, and a fire burning when it`s
cold at night. The desert`s your home.
And it makes for a powerful teacher.
Slab City, May 2013


these songs were written, mixed and arranged by Julia Kotowski aka. entertainment for the braindead, done in spring 2013 in the Southern Californian desert.

To be released as the seventh and last in a series of acoustic Postcards in June 2013.

the ocean drum on The Earth was played by Magpie Malcolm. thanks fo that!
special thanks to Tom who was a sister and Neil who was a puzzle to me, to Cuervo and Wil, my Slab family and other companions. I`m sure we`ll soon meet traveling again.

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