The Sliver of Light

by Alma Garnett

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The Sliver of Light is a 14-song cycle of songs to be sung. Recorded in one day in February 2009, this edited live performance features fanciful story-song lyrics and multi-instrument midi & instrumental orchestration. Complex digital/analog layering creates a unique audio space. Think of it as a soundtrack.

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released June 1, 2011

Songs written by Madeleine Fix-Hansen
Recorded, mixed & mastered by Marcos Sueiro Bal at Masterdisk: www.masterdisk.com/en/engineer/marcos-sueiro-bal

Musicians:
Madeleine Fix-Hansen - guitar, vox, keyboards,midi
Paula Puhak Chang - piano/keyboard, background vox
Douglas Chang - acoustic guitar
Homay King - Bass, background Vox
Toby King - Banjo interludes
David Novak - electric guitar on "Slither like
the Snake" & extra vocal recordings & harmonies
Jen Gherardi - background vocals & harmony on “All
These Riddled Maps"
Martha Colby - cello
Marcos Sueiro Bal - midi, sound effects
Brent Popolizio - drums
Mike Lattanzio - drums on "Wire Hair"
Arianne Vena - background vox on "Weighted Air"

contact Alma Garnett at almagarnett@gmail.com

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Track Name: Weighted Air
And nothing comes to something
Comes from nothing, this I see.
In front of me it's waiting time
To find what's planted growing.

Just flying high through Weighted Air
I look to see what's down below
It's a city, it's a town
I guess that's where their money goes.
I guess that's where their money goes.

And if I touched that seashore wave
I'm sure that maybe I would drown
I'd lose my pocket change to ride
That seahorse or that monster clown.

Just flying high through weighted air.
I look to see what's down below -
It's a city, it's a town.
I guess that's where their money goes.
I guess that's where their money goes.

And if I touched that seashore wave
I'm sure that maybe I would drown
I'd lose my pocket change to ride
That seahorse or that monster clown.

And nothing comes to something
Comes from nothing, this I see.
In front of me it's waiting time
To find what's planted growing.
Track Name: Song of the Chicken Fair
Summer birds roost in the trees
And the cat looks like she could eat them all.
And the sunset portends a dusty fall;
We gather here to try to save it.

For when the summer moon sets
And another day goes by.
When the temperature drops
And the green leaves turn.
When the crickets sing
Of colder days to arrive;
We line up under the sun
And shield our eyes.

We line up for the fair
Where the postcards go for
10 cents each.
Where the summer birds
Chirp in the trees;
Where we eat sugared things
And bring bumblebees.

Because the next place we move to
Will be more expensive
Than where we are now.
And gray hairs sprout
From our beanie heads.
To put a stop to this
We line up at the gate.
And sing a song
For the chicken fair.

As we walk through the barn
The rabbits stare with
Mournful eyes.
They've seen the feet of their elders
Turned into charms
For passing whims.

So we hope for the best
And wait for colder days to arrive.
We line up under the sun
And shield our eyes.
To put a stop to this
We line up at the gate.
And sing a song
For the chicken fair.

Doo doo doo doo doo doo, doo dee doo dee doo ....
Track Name: In Through the Outdoor
The chiming of the west wind
The changing of the guard.
You spent a lot of worry
It's not the kind you want.
It's seems to me
There is something colliding
But it's nothing good
To spend all your time hiding.

If Dorothy had surrendered
She'd have wound up stuck in Oz.
Amidst the flying monkeys
And their sticky little paws.
So stand up straight;
You've got vertebrae, use 'em;
Anticipate!
You can pick and then choose 'em.

And yawning in the cracks of
An old forgetting place
The song of dandelions
And the changing of your face;
It seems to me
You've outgrown that sweater
It seems to me
You better try to forget it.

Cause I've heard a lot of stories;
Some of them were lies -
Some of them had owls inside -
Some were not so kind.
So it seems to me
Your circles are binding.
It seems to me
You've left everything crying.

Well you're a long coming
I almost turned my tail.
I was racing for a cheetah,
Not waiting on a snail.
So it seems to me
You've got something shiny;
It could be dull
Or it could be a diamond.

And there was something really winning
In the way you tied your shoe.
And when you're on an airplane
There's nothing much to do.
So think of me
Going in through the out door.
It seems to be
Your pocket's filled with
A lot more.
Track Name: Brilliant Fiend
Meet yourself halfway
Heading for a deeper mirror
Oh, true heart, false heart
Please be more sincere.

Oh, you brilliant fiend -
You shine brightly.
Just don't fall into disrepair
Be sure to always comb your hair.
Heading for a deeper mirror
Meet yourself halfway
Heading for a deeper mirror
Meet yourself halfway.

Meet yourself halfway
Heading for a deeper mirror
Oh, true heart, false heart
Please be more sincere.
Track Name: Wire Hair
Hair
Like wire, so it's said:
Hard to brush, hard to mend.
Hard to brush, hard to mend.
Wrapped up in a tangled tree.
Stinging like an angry bee.

Feet
Like bricks Wire Hair can see
Stomping around
Stomping around
Stomping around
That brambled tree
Won't take her very far
And won't erase that scar.

But flying through a starry sky
Wire Hair's glad time passed by
And looking down below
She sees that's where their money goes.

Hands
Like clawed paws
Are capable
Of cutting down
Of cutting down
Of cutting down
Like saws
Felling brambled tree
Setting Wire Hair free.

But flying through a starry sky
Wire Hair's glad time passed by
And looking down below
She sees that's where their money goes.
Track Name: Slither Like the Snake
Now is the time
To slither like the snake
Upon the ground
With belly down.

Now is the time
To wander like the camel through
The desert dry.
One hump or two
One lump or two
Avoiding mines.

Now is the time
To shiver like the fieldmouse in
The barnhouse twine.
Curling up
Becoming small
That way it won't hurt to fall.

Now is the time
To slither like the snake
Upon the ground
With belly down.

Now is the time
To wander like the camel through
The desert dry.
One hump or two
One lump or two
Avoiding mines.

Now is the time
To shiver like the fieldmouse in
The barnhouse twine.
Curling up
Becoming small
That way I can see it all.
Track Name: Wanderer
Hush now darlin
Don't you cry
Don't you know most things they tell you
Are really lies.

Once I took a train
Round this place
Saw a white horse
Headed for a red door.

Hope your horse arrives work done
Step, step lively
Into the sun.
Things are changing;
Work to be done.
Step, step lively -
Into the sun.

Sun is rising
In the east
I wake up and know
That you have found peace.
Track Name: Fool of the World
Sometimes
You feel like the fool of the world
On his flying ship.
The fool of the world
Could not be turned back
By callous words.

Those boy-men.
They're 25 in the morning,
45 in the afternoon.
Those boy-men.
They're 45 in the afternoon
And old in the evening.

Even Jonah fair
Was swallowed by a whale
And lost his way.
Though it was dark in there
He pulled up a chair
And wiled the time away.

Those boy-men.
They're 25 in the morning,
45 in the afternoon.
Those boy-men.
They're 45 in the afternoon
And old in the evening.
Track Name: All These Riddled Maps
They sat there in their coats of fur on a Saturday
The rain came down, slid on the glass and dripped tearfully away.
They got out the atlas to see all the people they could be.

Well, turtles they bask in the sun every day.
When the weather's cold, they jump in the water, they sink away.
They float to the bottom of the pond,
Close their eyes humming a swan song.

Lying on their backs
Watching circling bats.
All these riddled maps -
It seems to be impossible.

Ah, ah, ha ha, ah -

And all the ferry rides are on Saturdays.
They follow directions but the seagulls laugh
They fly merrily away.
They are charting the course of a changing time.
Now the pennie's a nickel and the dollar's a dime.

Lying on their backs
Watching circling bats.
All these riddled maps -
It seems to be impossible.

All these riddled maps will soon turn away.
All these riddled maps will soon burn away.
Track Name: Juniper Tree
Well I'm a bird now
And I am flying
And I will make my way to the sea.
And I am gathering and collecting
All the things that I see.
And if you need me
Then raise a red flag
And I will see you
Cause I am flying
Flying from a juniper tree.

Well I'm a bird now
And I am flying
And am making my way cross the sea.
And I have gathered up and bundled up
All the things that I need.
And I will bring you all these treasures,
Yes, all the gifts of the world.
I am flying,
Flying from a juniper tree.

Well I"m a bird now
And I am flying
And I have made my way cross the sea.
And I've brought you gifts
And a wish
For all the things that you need.
And I've also brought the power
That will release you.
Yes, I am flying.
Flying from a juniper tree.

Ah - ha ha ha - ah ....
Track Name: The Sliver of Light
Well she's been walkin'
Through the darkness
Through these dingy streets
Eating strange meat
And she's been thinking
That this reminds her
Of something she's heard before
Of something she couldn't ignore
Because it saved him
From all that sorrow
From all that flyin' through a darkenin' sky
Each day more time goes by
And she's been thinking
That this reminds her
Of the good times
That the sun shines
That the moon climbs
That the star shines too
And if you want them
You can find them
Flyin' through the sliver of light
Turning in the sliver of light
And she is sitting
There on that tree branch
Sitting in a sliver of light
A brand new sliver of light.

Whoooooo - whoo wee hoo - whooo whooo .....