For whatever we lose (like a you or a me) it’s always ourselves we find in the sea
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A frozen plane behind the misted porthole. A far away melody in the room.
Then a chair, a piano. Through a corridor the wind is whistling these words from E.E Cummings.
‘maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach (to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles, and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles: and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea ‘
Recorded and mixed by Frédéric D. Oberland between Paris (Magnum Diva studio, Le Moulin Fondu), France, and Reykjavik, Iceland. Fender rhodes, electric bowed guitar, piano, field recordings, theremin, electronics, photograph : Frédéric D. Oberland
Taken from the free download album Classwar Karaoke