about
Eleuthera Diconca-Lippert is a member of Fruiting Bodies and the Experimental Choir of Montreal. Her solo live performances involve a combination of throat-singing, screeching, loop pedals, trumpet, going to really dark places, spoken word, lots of improv, and whatever else comes her way.
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lyrics
Snow falls silent
dark trees stand
crisp in contrast,
against winter sky.
She walks alone.
Breathes,
the woods,
the winds,
untouched.
Crisp contours await paths yet trodden,
foreseen.
In this my waking dream
I am mute.
Words would muddle this perfection,
Smear its lines,
Bring me to a place of longing.
So the song that I sing is one of silence,
One of listening.
One that my body sings while I walk unaware into unknown futures.
Sweat, breath and blood.
Heart beats and the many places where
inside meets out
These fertile edges of inner breath and cold air,
parted lips,
These thresholds are rites of passage,
the crossing of which recognizes one as fundamentally changed.
This silent dream is acted out by my tribe of one,
made manifest in the waking world of sound, shared, thus bridging our gaps,
taking one step towards the merging of worlds,
hoping for a flood.
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