Cecil found the chords underlying my vocal, and has developed them in a new direction. I am having trouble matching his time (swing, swing) but it’s fun trying on this take of No Outside.
No Outside
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Cecil found the chords underlying my vocal, and has developed them in a new direction. I am having trouble matching his time (swing, swing) but it’s fun trying on this take of No Outside.
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I am thinking of Leonard Cohen as I hear this. “Remember when I moved in you, and the holy doves were moving to, and the angels up above sang Hallejujah.”
A lovely germ of a song, or is it the whole song?
I got dem ol postcartesian metaphysical west coast homes [sic] blues:
In Christ there is no east or west
There is no north or south
There’s no up or down, no left nor right
There is nothing inside or outside
In Christ there is no boss or slave
There is no day, there is no night
There’s no work, no play, no go away
There is no one inside or outside
In Christ there is no straight or gay
There is no shame, there is no pride
There’s no black or white nor puerto rican
There’s no man, there’s no woman, no child
In Christ there is no in the past
There is no once or future time
There is only now, there’s a way somehow
There is nowhen inside or outside
In Christ there is no major scale
There is no capo and no slide
There’s no syncopation played too square
There is no way to play too outside
In Christ there is no earth or air
There is no water, there’s no fire
There’s no sky nor sea, no you, no me
There is nowhere inside or outside