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Black Lodge Ensemble : Elliott Levin

by Black Lodge Ensemble

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Psycho Pathology of Every Day Nights It's been the kind of life to make you feel it's been "What's up?!" so long, it looks like down to me, for the count is to ten ticking... angel danger demon eyes see war as peace... Yet, work as play seems tangible enough a creed to pray into... Patience, a virtue... and a nascent curfew.. as after hours... jam, and coffee klatch.. dollar flowers... all secret(e) and seep into the late sprung pre-dawn showers of good shabbos... -EL NYC 06.03.06
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Memorial Daze A hand starting vertiginous rush overwhelms my abdominal stability as I must shae off an incoming Orange Line's blur of transfixation... before I lose my balance, lunch... or perhaps even consciousness... who knows what more lays in store beyond that ultr-climactic inversion of sensual upheaval... of in verse orgasmic thrust and impact... in fact, whether reality remains in tact, or slackens to a state of a black (sink) hol- istic tract, under- mining/whelming my soul's temple... (my minds housed in a love shack) firmly erected as though made from bricks, though somewhat- perhaps- out of whack -EL 02/28/07 Story Book (B)Ending As the osmosistically piped-on-board scored Everyman soundtrack brings yet another New (h)Amsterdam(n!) tread mill planet's orbit to a stand still!... With rent asunder we reap the Play Penned plunder of the Beauty of Wonder, Land booty ...Yo-gran-fruity-nola-nosh nourish, replenish and with a flourish our force of life for us nicely... prized wifely duties priced dearly... beloved, muscles flexed in imminent solar-plected subject... coming round ground, kicked to the curb again, mountain of strength... (in) inevitable tall convivial survival tales... ever eventually edited, and set soon enough... a tough forever. Coming late... chill bone... Viet chili bun.. burrrrr... grrrrrrr... (ing) all the way home like the gerrrrr... bellllllll... (ing) impounding butt-bound found dawn, we've grown accustomed to face... To lust life (more or) less(ons)... for the success is just another (word weighed) point of view... (World wide) s l i d- ing scale, shot through with good (to go) connot-a-&- inten-tions... in the least... likely to... scenario for the master plan sonic-scape-coat enthermally clothing the Common Man in all his stark, bleak unique glory... with some kind of story... to show for it. -EL 02/06/07
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Full Thank Be, For Got You What Ennui ...and why?... ...and way... ...on we... go... hit the pike... past the peak... hours where no pass longer musters the cut... in the new fare break down (first train) dance last longing before the shortly coming dawn... going out my inbound mind... to carry on ...perform, the norm, Drang and Sturm amidst the eternally diminishing return to warm the cockles of the Wild-Turkey-Flower hearts of the hymns (and hers) of the often intimate real deal gathering ranks in the Fall-back re-nov-ate-ember-ed time zones... Giving Thanks (God) for Fridays black... and blank... checks... Body... Mind... Divine... and Frankly... give a (don't mind if I, dearly) Damn... (I too)... Don't mind if I do. -EL 11/16/07
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Where Have All the Rememberence...? Where have all the rememberence of things past... presented future tense of deja-vued or lapsed time imbued sense of familiarity... regardless of consciousness continuum...and then some- are.. and some aren't... far from what's come- and gone? Gone? Gone!... with the sugar barrel, pickle barrel, milk pail... slap-happy 200 year old brass tapped tubs of dugga-dah dugga-dah... and rubber band clapped keys to the squared, shared velocity... of profound sound and inclined line of comprehension... A lineage fine tunes to higher dimension of concrete and consciousness... Direct and discrete and more-or-less... off bitter-sweet less-on... learned in the turn of events- today... Spawned and spurned from when and whence we commence to play -EL 07/15/07

about

"Sound Poetry meets Jazz Poetry is one of the best ways to describe this production that was released in 2009 under Black Lodge Productions.

On this occasion, Levin accompanied by Charles Cohen (1949-2017), Dylan S. McConnell, Eric Slick, Foster Longo and MD Long, give life to a high-caliber poetic jazz encounter. Commanded by the sax and flute of Levin, these excellent improvisers with an experimental instrumentation that goes from tape manipulation, spoken word, synthesizers and different types of percussion, illustrate us in a more than correct way about how jazz has evolved to such an extent that instruments of other genres are included to give shape to this indispensable work of his repertoire."
-Gerardo Peralta, POV

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released May 8, 2009

Elliott Levin - Words, Saxophone, Flute
Charles Cohen - Buchla Music Easle
Dylan S. McConnell - Bass, Synthesizer, Tape
Eric Slick - Drums, Percussion
Foster Longo - Keyboards
MD Long - Magnetic Tape, Synthesizer

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