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Evocations: Exotic Settlers

by Rusty Kjarvik

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I remember Africa A skeletal footprint Awakening humanity To Earth Her Being Mater selflessness is the father of human survival a feathered ear upwards a hummed prayer soars without me March 11, 2011 Overlooking the Bow River, Calgary
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homo- erect, explorations into same sex soundings, flourishings, embellishments a blip into sonic humanity, striking the most sensitive chord western civility estranged captivity in genital awareness a rough and tumble, hide and seek gathering pushing into skin draped exotic law, broken by caress and gentle magic, winning over the ravaged tragedy of attraction, a sounding for the war on sex March 9, 2011 Chinatown Calgary by night
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and not leading, trying, attempting, nor bluntly giving, allowing or assuming, yet to leave an ear, as offering, sacrificial listening, to give an ear that attached a host lets down the body into the cured mammal's coat, whose friendship bore a spiritual communion to dash human isolation into a silent greeting with nature in even breath, to leave that altar, as it survives within us a space through which a command may pass, one totally absorptive and proud as the enthroned mythic law, expressed from the bearded name whose secret existence frightens no one its instantaneous insignificance is to be always present, in the moment and never born nor witnessed by any thing manifest, that whispered from a most minute creation, a passing glut forgotten by the entire visible universe, only to return through a remembering heard in voiceless rhythm, to create from nothing! an identity beyond the mimicking mold, shaped by more hands. March 30, 2011 Chinatown Calgary
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I drank in the stupor of cacophonous snow blind midnight blood horrors till dawn's resurrected weed drawn beyond - hoarse, grotesque awe, forever naming the ingrained hosts of cemetery brooding under fine wintry lights, the ancient melancholic seed planted woodland northeast, Georgia to Maine, climactic conflicts astir amid native rumors climbing upward into the dimming roosts' long call granting palm wishes in the Mexican eyeball drool on John Lennon street fair-minded donating beautiful soundless hearts through world music motion of our one universal language emotion and the commonly evolved ground broken through violent social awareness meant to survive generations with the traumatic blessing of the great earthly groan from MA, virgin, temptress, my Kuan Yin March 7, 2011 Remembering Staring at My Love Expressing Alone on the Day of the Virgin of Guadalupe, written in Calgary
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memories and the aftermath of a wordless crisis vagaries of mind bound by geographic boom into the obscured continental pole driven estranged to unknown homes sacrificed to roaming
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a distant, dry flame turning over the ashes of the unnamed fallen in pits beware, the presidential return breeding with genocidal urns loving the tirades that sink oceans into Charybdis swarms alone, centered by intoxication and my forlorn host brother, in demise a lonesome paradox in disguise read and weep, as the ancients' rowing cabins alight with pages in the eyes of warring children who cry in blood and tear from the sod with teeth, cracked amid the skeleton earth, war torn greed, strapped aimlessly to the butterfly home bearing Trotskyan steeds in the fight to bring back wealth to the lands of Zapatista covered with stark, oppressive emotion and chained, now to the oriental rug March 7, 2011 Chinatown Calgary
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celebrating her love in an instantaneous flash, begging at the feet of an all-encompassing Mother at the breast, featureless nipple, dropped into the fornicating mouth purple with newborn fear loosening the strung demons frequenting with a mental fine earned through saturated yesterdays and plagued hideaways lonesome distress in this unshakable trespass into the inter-racial fallout shelter, my only body in union with earthly desire transcended in the felt Lust buns eaten and craved low follicles broken to her anal rash grunting in forgotten praise for reason and being whose eyes prostituted Love into the ever-waking burn a forsaken need swollen whole and dreaming in phrases of paranoia the random blessing falling on her forehead resting free the cyclic name

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The album, "Evocations: Exotic Settlers" is an evocative musing on the sound language nestled deep within the poetic substance of orated selections from a collection of works under the same title. In continuity with the theme of "exotic settlers", the album is an experimental narrative-sound art exploration into the imagination of a journey of settlement, both archaic and modern.

Here, voice soundings are mixed with one instrument at a time, to convey a sense of the traveler, whose light pack is ideal for the road ahead, and whose voice traverses the simple grandeur of sonic revelry from a single instrumental accompaniment.

Themes of travel are juxtaposed with settlement, both in the settlement of tradition and ecology, and the inner and outer journey to that destination. To settle on one instrument at a time is a metaphor for the inward/outward experience of settlement for the migrant, who eventually becomes an "exotic settler".


Exotic Settlers charts the journey of experiencing the naturally transformative process of ending a period of transitional residence, and beginning to live in one place exclusively.

By the end of the sonic traversal, there is neither strict closure nor resolve about a permanent sense of home, only a greater awareness of perspective as it lies sometimes firmly, but mostly without any grasp on any actual "thing" on a ground of experimental, flowing, spontaneous expressions in language.

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released April 23, 2013

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Rusty Kjarvik Brooklyn, New York

My ancestors are from the lands in and around what is now Norway, Poland, Germany and Greece. They lived above the Arctic Circle, spoke Yiddish, were Romaniote Greek, English settlers during the revolutionary war of America, and from Germany pioneered in 19th century Alberta, Canada where they also took Blackfoot names. They were buried in religious fame; and so I also go by Menachem ben Asser. ... more

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