Water Weight

Nostalgia

A song response to a haunting poem by Chris Boyden

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Check out Chris's poem:
Last of Time 
Foot by foot I scrape along the ash coated burial grounds of the mighty.
I am the coroner, born out of necessity.
Granting care to all, I spoil none,
I am the only one.

Through their deaths they gave back the mother of all loans,
they blessed me with radiance as well as one another.
I too must pay my dues,
but Mother has passed too soon.

The limbs of my brothers are scattered across the ground,
no more tears can be given as mourning.
My mission is to give gratitude to them all,
but due to their numbers, before that I will fall.

The brightest of all fires acts as a constant reminder of my mortality.
I can feel it seeping out of me without a place to go.
I am the last remaining soul,
I too shall fall to the coal.

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Last of Time (for Chris Boyden)

A song response to a Beautiful poem by Alex Black

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I rhyme no meaningless lines
I waste not precious time
I dance out in the rain
I claim hearts not mine
But you do not know my face
You hardly know my name
You see what you want to see
You are more deluded than me
Nothing is as it seems
So as you fall asleep
Think about what this means

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Rain Fall (For Alex Black)

A song response to an enchanting, passionate poem about Italy by my mom! Ann Moran! 

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I feel Italy as I wander through narrow streets and pathways, in awe of the beauty around every turn..(my 7,000+ photos attest to that).  I feel Italy as I smell tropical wild flowers, or fresh tomato sauce simmering in someone's kitchen while walking by.  I feel Italy when I frequently shop at a market, dealing with a tired, elderly woman who rarely smiles....but celebrate that day when she finally smiles at me with the warm greeting, "Buongiono!".  I feel Italy when I sit for hours having espresso or dinner, with or without friends, savoring each and every bite of proudly prepared seafood and pasta.  I feel Italy when I hear the laughter of school children walking home together, walking arm in arm, regardless of gender.  I feel Italy when I dangle my feet off of a boat, splashing in the warm, clear blue waters of the sea.  I feel Italy while having deep conversations with friends who live here, sharing in laughter, and when they help me with my slightly-better-than-poor command of the Italian language.  As I watch busloads of people drive by with their camera lenses pressed against windows, trying to capture the beauty of the Amalfi Coast while the bus quickly drives through each village on a day trip, I am grateful for the opportunities to truly feel Italy.  
Ti amo, Italia.  A presto.  ❤️

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Warmth (for Ann Moran)

I believe there is beauty in everyday life. Each drip of coffee in your mug, each car you pass on the freeway, Each new person you meet, is an opportunity to learn and discover. Chute is a lens to capture this beauty. Everything Floats.

This EP Contains live field recordings of the following;
-Sitting by the Tumalo Waterfall, Bend OR
-Sitting in a driveway by a river, somewhere in OR
-Going for a walk under the stars, Bristol NH
-typing on my laptop, Norfolk MA
-my crappy dryer (while Ali listens to music in the other room), Newhall CA

Willow

Throne

A Solemn Moment

Pong

A nostalgic track. Reminiscing on an old friend.

Three goose-hens walk along the rolling brook
Cheery red fire blazes in a nearby fireplace
The songs of forever silent winds whistle through the twigs and leaves
A savory mushroom stew bubbles on the victorian stove.
Jolly good songs and jolly good cheers, 
Our old faces wrinkled with laughter.
-Sean Hogan

Old Friends

Creator based in Los Angeles. My music has been described as a lush, multilayered journey. Old Friends is out NOW

Sounds like: Flying Lotus // Exmag. 
Rich Layers // Soulful Melodies // Syncopated Beats

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