Radiophonic World

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"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer."

Soundtrack to an imaginary film.

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released March 6, 2017

All pieces recorded and produced by me.
Pieces 1, 2, 4, 6, and 7 written by me.
Piece 3 written by Mikis Theodorakis and adapted by me.
Piece 5 written by Bill Evans and adapted by me.
Poem at end of piece 7 by Sylvia Plath.

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Track Name: Lady Lazarus
Lady Lazarus

I have done it again.
One year in every ten
I manage it,

A sort of walking miracle, my skin
Bright as a Nazi lampshade,
My right foot

A paperweight,
My face a featureless, fine
Jew linen.

Peel off the napkin
O my enemy.
Do I terrify?

Yes, yes, Herr Professor it is I,
Can you deny
The nose, the eye pits, the full set of teeth?
The sour breath
Will vanish in a day.

Soon, soon the flesh
The grave cave ate will be
At home on me

And I a smiling woman.
I am only thirty.
And like the cat I have nine times to die.

This is Number Three.
What a trash
To annihilate each decade.

What a million filaments.
The Peanut-crunching crowd
Shoves in to see

Them unwrap me hand and foot,
The big strip tease.
Gentleman , ladies

These are my hands, my knees.
I may be skin and bone,
I may be Japanese,

Nevertheless, I am the same, identical woman.
The first time it happened I was ten.
It was an accident.

The second time I meant
To last it out and not come back at all.
I rocked shut

As a seashell.
They had to call and call
And pick the worms off me like sticky pearls.

Dying
Is an art, like everything else.
I do it exceptionally well.

I do it so it feels like hell.
I do it so it feels real.
I guess you could say I've a call.

It's easy enough to do it in a cell.
It's easy enough to do it and stay put.
It's the theatrical

Comeback in broad day
To the same place, the same face, the same brute
Amused shout:

'A miracle!'
That knocks me out.
There is a charge

For the eyeing of my scars, there is a charge,
For the hearing of my heart-
It really goes.

And there is a charge, a very large charge,
For a word or a touch,
Or a bit of blood,

Or a piece of my hair on my clothes.
So, so, Herr Doktor.
So, Herr Enemy.

I am your opus,
I am your valuable,
The pure gold baby

That melts to a shriek.
I turn and burn.
Do not think I underestimate your great concern.

Ash, ash,
You poke and stir.
Flesh, bone, there is nothing there.

A cake of soap,
A wedding ring,
A gold filling.

Herr God, Herr Lucifer ,
Beware,
Beware.

Out of the ash
I rise with my red hair,
And I eat men like air.