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Koto Tuning
05:04
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Sue Ann Harkey: Prepared 12-string guitar solo improvisation
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Sue Ann Harkey: Tenor guitar, words and vocals
Drew Vogelman: Afican Hand Drum
Tim Schellenbaum: Dulcimer
It's Not About Them, It's About Us
It's not about them, it's about us
I'm the one touching
And the one being touched
What comfort comes from
A common enemy
Its been the easy way out for too long
I have no pride
I have no shame
I have no guilt
Not hiding behind blame
It's not about them, it's about us
We are them and they are us
My thoughts have been forming as words
Silently on my lips
Details turn into generalities
Righteousness stays nice and clean
Polished by blame
Hope is replaced by disappointment
Disappointment into acceptance
nations of the dissatisfied
Rage scares me because of its effectiveness
The potential harm with or without intent
By resorting to their own methods
To achieve our objectives of peace
We enslave ourselves to the rifle forever
In defense we forsake our cause
Fascism is in every 'ISM'
Every person in every nation
Pessimism is in optimism
Truth is found in sarcasm
Hypocrisy is not unrecognizable
But it goes unrecognized
Subjectively objectified
Simple in its complexity
The end of violence
It stops at the beginning
Before it gets started
We become like them otherwise
Get them to lay down their guns
It's not up to us to pick them up
Fascism is in every 'ISM'
Every person in every nation
Pessimism is in optimism
Truth is found in sarcasm
It's not about them, it's about us
We are them and they are us
Jan. 1986
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Hear The Distance
04:08
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Sue Ann Harkey: Mandolin
Cinnie Cole: Banjo
LaDonna Smith: Viola
Lesli Dalaba: Trumpet
An improvisational over-dub.
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Kinetic Harmony
05:07
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Sue Ann Harkey: Harp-Guitar, Steel Drum, Percussion, Words and Vocals
Paul Hoskin: ContraBass Clarinet, Alto Sax
Guy Yarden: Electric Violin
Kinetic Harmony
Exploring conversations composed of light
With sight we see the presence of empathy
Through our eyes we sink
The pupils calibrate
Telepathic phrases expressing the experience
In sharing of another being
The profoundness of the statement
Came at me from an arch
I tell you everything
Just not out loud
We hear our breath in music and words
We feel our sincerity where we meet as one
We smell the taste of response with participation
We see our beings converge
Our eyes conceive of our love
You and I do Exist before we met
You and I are existing since we met
Conditional conditions
Contrive our
Evolution
Into the revolution
Evolutions--Revolution
You ask:
What do you want from me?
What is it that you want from me?
I want kinetic harmony
Mutuality
Time now passes easily
Jan. 1984
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Open Tuning
05:36
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Sue Ann Harkey: Prepared 12-string guitar solo improvisation
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Garret Intrigues
06:49
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Sue Ann Harkey: Prepared 12-string guitar
Chris Cunningham: Stick
Live to DAT improvisation.
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Sue Ann Harkey: Tenor Guitar,Drums, Words and Vocals
Steve Peters: Fiddle
There's No Such Thing As Then Masses
Will they blame you
Will they blame you for
For their life
Blame them for their lives
Or will we blame them
For our death
And distraction of this planet
There will be no change
There will be no BIG change
No revolution
No resurrection
There is only the slow steady pace
Of this planet in motion
If there were no wars
If there were no boundaries
Do you think that moralities would
Become like nations?
There's no such thing as the masses
The military is a class of its own
Death is for the living
"History is a recent invention"
I feel like I am in the midst of a very slow dawn
The shadows show themselves gradually, timidly
You can't use violence against violent society
Because they are prepared for it
Because they are better at it
Because they are the ones who built the arsenal
I'm not fighting for their arsenal
One-by-one we unite as pacifists
Leaving no one for their armies
Leaving no one for their factories
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Only if they would destroy it themselves
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Only if they will destroy it themselves
I feel like I have just let go of a balloon
And am watching it be pulled up into the sky
The means and the end in pacifism
"Passivity does not mean non-action
It's abstaining from activity contrary to nature"
Governments are doing nothing more than
Practicing their own personal politics
July 1987
(Quotes from Paul Hoskin and Marilyn French, Beyond Power)
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From The Yoga Tapes
07:05
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Sue Ann Harkey: Prepared 12-string guitar solo improvisation
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9. |
The Homless
05:43
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Sue Ann Harkey: Harp-Guitar, Vocals
Robert Hinrix: Harmony Vocals
Chris Cochrane: Guitar
Sue Garner: Bass
Words are an excerpt from 'We Homeless Ones' BookV of 'Joyful Wisdom' by F. Nietzsche; translated by 'Art and Language' V:110-82'.
The Homeless
Ingenious exercise indeed
With these my words to meet
The need of an inconsolable breed
Children of the future
Used to roam across the continent
How could we come
To take this little present as our home?
We who will not sleep and be possessed
By dreams in which this time of change, this mess, is stabilized
How could we be at rest?
We conserve nothing
Nor would we restore past circumstance.
Liberals we are not
Nor is what's know as progress what we labour for.
We have heard unmoved the insistent cry of the market
Heard the high and plangent siren voices sigh
For their future
Signing of how free those who plunge and drown
Will be their unreachable society
We do not set ourselves to work
For the realm of righteousness and peace on earth
For we know what mediocrity is worth
We rejoice in those who relish danger as we do
Who court conflict and adventure
And will not compromise or be captured
We ponder often on the need for change
But with a conqueror's consciousness
Those who raise and strengthen 'Man'
Create new kinds of slaves
And no concern of ours
All they display is sick men's need
To cover up decay
Wear them as virtues though they may
No we are not lovers of mankind
Nor are we through indifferent or blind
To the blackness of the nationalist mind
Foul passions to be pure
Hate for the race of others
The heart itch, the set face twitching
The insular disgrace
Ourselves the pain of rage at this
The present form of politics
Which breeds both vanity and barrenness
Walls of distrust prop up the petty state
Where space is made by mutual, moral hate
It stokes its roots, withdrawn, inviolate
Too various, too adulterate to claim membership
Of the class of modern men
Though we set our minds against theirs
We shall not forget
(Words for The Homeless are excerpts from 'We Homeless Ones' bookV of Joyful Wisdom by F. Neitzsche; translated in Art and Language V: 1 10-82')
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