Laughing with everyone, but I didn't catch the joke.
Beaming from one to another, but I'm not sure why.
If it comes up again, I'll just pretend that I forgot.
Maybe I should be honest but my laughter is genuine.

Look down at your hands
Everybody look down at your hands
Stare at the ceiling for a while
How will you feel about this
10 minutes from now?
Just act natural!

Please shut up! Stop drowning in your own tears
Don't do anything you don't wanna do.
When you judge somebody, you're really just picking apart yourself,
and you only loved me when we were around nobody else.

Look down at my hands,
everybody have a look at my hands.
I needed this so bad.
How will I feel about this
10 minutes from now?
And where the fuck is my refund?!

Pull back on this rubber band until it's just about to break.
Let it soar across the room
And the only one that can change me is myself.
I'm testing the limits of my punchline
I'm testing the limits of my spirit.

This Is A Test, This Is Only A Test

Adam Tendler performs John Cage’s “A Valentine Out of Season” (1944), recorded for All Things Cage on Wave Farm Radio, hosted by Laura Kuhn, executive director of the John Cage Trust.

A Valentine Out of Season (1944)—John Cage

http://www.mediafire.com/download/sa75w0e3mtwz8y6/hyperballad%28isagen+jerseyedit%29.mp3

Bjork - Hyperballad (isagen Jerseyedit)

Distance

Save Me

For voice and percussion quartet. Performed by Jennifer Walshe and the Schlagquartett Köln. 

For James Tilly Matthews. 

Physics For The Girl In the Street (2007)

A violin concerto in three movements. In this version orchestrated for violin and electronics. The work meditates on sounds of water and rivers, focusing on the San Antonio river named Yanaguana, which roughly translates to "refreshing waters".

Poem for movement II: Rivers flow and refresh
Bring new breath
From fresh waters to new city.

Rush by the steady banks
As sun and moon
Smile evenly 
Riding clouds as ferry
Across your rippling skirt.

Wisps of your hair
Mist the air
As new eyes find you - 
First native,
Then distant,
Then current.

All who find you claim you 
Smiling
Evenly
As they rush past now their banks
Having brought 
New breath
With refreshing waters
To older city.

And cycle. Refresh. Cycle. Refresh. Rush. Refresh. Stagnate.

And cycle. Refresh. Cycle. Refresh. Rush. Refresh. Stagnate.

Who remembers
Refreshing waters? 
They remember
Yanaguana.

I. Fluid

composed by alex s.k. brown

Piano - Lydia Qiu
Bassoon - Alex Brown

Recorded by Dave Schall at the University of Michigan School of Music, Theatre & Dance Watkins Lecture Hall
4/2/2016

meditation, then emergence (excerpt 3)

Scotland

Recorded by Brian Knox at the Shenandoah University Recording Studio.
Greg Brown - vocals, trumpet, piano, synth bass, percussions
Matt Wolfe - guitar
Chelsea Meynig - flute
Eric Taylor - clarinet


I. Fluid

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