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13 Lunar Meditations: Summoning the Witches

by Ayelet Rose Gottlieb איילת רוז גוטליב

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  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

    13 Lunar Meditations: Summoning the Witches
    Clear Double LP (you can see the moon through it!)

    Music by Ayelet Rose Gottlieb
    Art by Sarit Evrani
    Design by Dan Levi
    Made in Canada

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  • Printed in Montreal on recycled card stock, matt finish
    Packaged in hand-made cardboard envelope

    13 Lunar Postcards with art by Sarit Evrani, designed by Dan Levi
    Inspired by Ayelet's "13 Lunar Meditations: Summoning the Witches"

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  • Poster/Print + Digital Album

    The beautiful cover art by Sarit Evrani
    "Witches Circle" and "Womb"

    Printed in Montreal on recycled heavy stock matt paper, 12.5X12.5" posters

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1.
Lotte and the Moon You were born thin as a fingernail  then your bone bloomed and you pressed into the quotidian.   Now we walk into the park,  into language. There is bus, and there are people. They kick a ball between them.  Between us  we must always look first  for the moon.  O the moon,  that pale elusive orb,  that half-full balloon  hidden behind the hills always moving sideways, like a plate the name of which is dinner.
2.
Yare'ah 02:31 video
Yare'ah Even an ancient vision has its moment of birth. A birdless skyforeign and fortified. In the moonlit night, facing your window,  a city dipped in cricket’s cries. And as you see the road still gazing at the wanderer And the moon On the pine’s pike You say - my lord, are all these still existing? Is it permitted to ask of their well-being? From their lakes, the waters observe usThe tree, silenced, wearing red jewels. Never uproot from me, Great Spirit, The sorrows of your immense playthings.
3.
Mond 03:07 video
Mond My granddaughter points her finger at the moon.  Looking into the blue clear sky at a very small, weak crescent moon, she says “Mond" in german.  All of a sudden, I feel dizzy facing the eternity of life bouncing from one generation to the other - what kind of grandma will she be?  And the moon - she comes and disappears eternally …
4.
Venus and the Moon Tonight I hear a whispering It’s Venus to the moon. A bluey glow is shared by them. I watch them from my room. Venus is the daughter And the father is the moon.   He talks to her so gently. I watch them from my room. Red Mars is Venus’ friend They can play together soon. The sun is Mars’ nice mother I can see her in my room.
5.
Moon Story 06:14
Moon Story imagine a mammoth glowing pearl filling the night sky over a jagged cornfield, illuminating black shadows near your mountain home translucent blue velvet clouds drifting past the white light, slowly, transparent like jellyfish swans' wings or a cat's eye, the iris, a sliver of moon glow staring down through your window sly and feminine, smiling knowing as you sleep these memories bring your feet to clay craters and you simply stand in awe "That is The Mother" says your witch doctor.  "The full moon in your dream is you."
6.
Patience 04:33
Patience Patience is not sitting and waiting, it is foreseeing. It is looking at the thorn and seeing the rose, looking at the night and seeing the day. Lovers are patient and know that the moon needs time to become full.
7.
Yasmoon’s Moon L’Kamar Elegant Moon Unique Moon Faithful Moon Generous Moon Sweet Moon Yasmoon’s Moon Delightful Moon Laughing Moon Slightly confused Moon Moon, being a tiny bit silly, But that’s alright! Moon, moon, here you are Moon, moon, we love you. Moon, moon, here you are Moon, moon, flying like a balloon, Moon, moon, we love you.
8.
"Silver sliver, swelling, swollen, glowing, showing, always knowing" ~ Franny Silverman (USA) "I love to ovulate when the moon is full and bleed when she almost disappears" ~ Shelly Mehari (Israel) "Dissipating discuss, directly dear" ~Birdie Lawson (USA)
9.
Luna 00:55
Luna Moon, you are alone Moon, you are mine Moon, you are the protector of my soul How did you contemplate silently So much injustice, So many cold nights? An army of poets and lovers still defend your throne. A pack of wolves and lunatics are still screaming for your light. TODAY Moon, I condemn you Moon, I distrust you Moon, I’m turning you off Moon, this is goodbye.
10.
Moon Over Gaza (Naomi Shihab Nye) I am lonely for my friends. They liked me, trusted my coming. I think they looked up at me more than other people do. I who have been staring down so long see no reason for the sorrows humans make. I dislike the scuffle and dust of bombs blasting very much. It blocks my view. A landscape of sorrow and grieving feels different afterwards. Different sheen from a simple desert, there are whole countries I could call Ache. Children who say my name like a prayer. Maybe it is wrong that I am so calm. Almost Summer (Ayelet Rose Gottlieb) Burning kites cover a moon past the peak of words Razan’s smile. I say her name. I come from there and I try to remember. Your friend Gheed. Where is she? I sit on an island of dismantled words and heartbreak. I come from there and I try to remember  but my distant moon often pulls me away from Home. I Come From There and I Remember. (Mahmoud Darwish) I was born like everyone is born I have a mother, and a house with many  windows, and I have brothers, friends,  and a cold prison. I have a wave that sea-gulls snatched away, I have a view of my own and an  extra blade of grass. I have a moon past the peak of words. I Have the God sent food of birds and an olive tree beyond the ken of time. I come from there. I return the sky to its mother when for its mother, the sky cries, and I weep for a returning cloud to know me. I have learned the words of blood- stained courts in order to break the rules. I have learned and dismantled all words to construct a single one: Home.
11.
Tsuki 02:15
I woke up in the morning, and in the cloudless blue sky rested a hazy and slightly dented white moon. Like an old lover on the edge of memory.
12.
Traveler Woman I wore the cape light like a moon, draped fish-skin fabric gown over my body, fell into the frozen sea. Legs all metallic scaled, ripple opal pieces and fractures of the stars. I fished for nocturnal lovers, among an empty land of grey eyes. I entered a tall dark city, where a copper woman stood watch. Her hand aloft aflame and casting freedom fire over the oxen city. I had once been a woman I had once been a human I had once been made of trees and huckleberries A body transparent as celestial light I turned my house from leaf to stone and tried to make this new ceramic body home. Looked up one night, beyond the iron fence and saw her following me the way a creature intrigued follows one home. And I alone in that tumbled concrete city suddenly knew a great secret -  that beneath it all was the same great earth and above it all was the same great sky and the earthworms and the wild birds knew no different.  The roots called me home to the orca and the cedar even though I had begun to love the chaos and the metal drum -  Home.  The moon saw me and the trees, my spruce tree mother so far away. My bones were true – saturated from a lifetime among the sifted wings of dragonflies and rustle of sleeping geese. No world is separate. And lone though I was, I was always a wolf -  wild and curious, exploring the edges of comfort and packless, I was comforted by the moon’s visitations. And still the moon she finds me as she has found me over ten thousand lifetimes; And my mother and all grandmothers have known her. All of our flesh and forms visited, all our sacred poetry, the lines of our every moment lived Are revered by the moon. And the moon - she follows me everywhere and reminds me I am always home.
13.
Desert Moon 07:20
Desert Moon What is the relation between me and the moon? Between me and the tides? For I am made mostly of water Desert Moon No larger than my fingernail. Desert Moon Behind a Cloud Oh Hills of wilderness, I will turn you into a stairway to the sky. Oh Hills of wilderness, I will climb you, I will blow away the clouds. Desert Moon, There will be room for you, A place of honor.  There will be room for you, desert Moon However thin you might be, however fragile This night You Illuminate. When she shines in her fullness, round and grand, I thank her and the Great Spirit with all of my heart.

about

This is an offering to you in sound and beyond: a pebble toss to ripple in your heart. These collaborative meditations open an unobstructed view: from Morocco to New Zealand, from New York to Gaza - a gaze up. 

I look up at the dissipating discus and imagine you spinning these vinyl plates and reading the lyrics. Perhaps you are aligning your listening experience to the moon phase you’re in right now or maybe attuning to the album as a whole, from side A to D. I can see the moon’s presence flowing from your record players and onto your walls, where the lunar calendar serves as a constant reminder of your connection to the tides. You, too, are made mostly of water. I imagine you scribing a note on a lunar postcard to a far-away loved one. I am with you listening, observing and summoning.

credits

released January 12, 2021

ALL MUSIC COMPOSITIONS BY AYELET ROSE GOTTLIEB
except Dissipating Discus (tr 8) composition by Ayelet Rose Gottlieb and DB Boyko; Produced by Ayelet Rose Gottlieb and DB Boyko

LEAD VOCALS: Ayelet Rose Gottlieb and Jay Clayton
Choeur Luna conducted by DB Boyko: Damaris Baker, Christiane Charbonneau (featured - tr 8), Seçkin Cinar (featured - tr 6), David Cronkite, Kathy Kennedy, Maya Kuroki (featured - tr 8 & 13), Cléo Palacio-Quintin, Stefani Recheshter, Vergil Sharkya', Graham Webber

BAND: Eylem Basaldi - Turkish violin, Aram Bajakian - guitar, Stéphane Diamantakiou - upright bass, Ivan Bamford - drums

GUEST VOICES: Andrea Superstein (tr. 3 & 12), Bes Davies (tr 4), Eylem Basaldi (tr 6), DB Boyko (tr 6 & 8), Malika Zarra (tr 7), Yasmin, Maor & Maia Levavi (tr 7), Sofia Rei (tr 9), Aram Bajakian (tr 10), Shelly Mehari (tr 12) Kyoko Kitamura (tr 13)

Recorded and mixed by Padraig Buttner-Schnirer, Mastered by Chris Gestrin; Choeur Luna assembled with the help of Christine Duncan, Joan Hétu, and Kathy Kennedy;
Artwork by Sarit Evrani, Design by Dan Levi; We acknowledge the support of the Canada Council for the Arts

Text Writers: Anna Smaill, Nathan Alterman (chosen by Rachel Gottlieb), Noemi Deslex, Bes Davies, Katie Bull, Sams I Tebrizi (chosen by Nihan Devecioglu), Malika Zarra, Yasmin Venezia Levavi, Shelly Mehari, Franny Silverman, Birdie Lawson, Sofia Rei, Naomi Shihab Nye, Mahmoud Darwish (chosen by Naomi Shihab Nye, translated by Anton Shammas), Ayelet Rose Gottlieb, Kyoko Kitamura, Gem Salsberg.

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Ayelet Rose Gottlieb איילת רוז גוטליב Montreal, Québec

Jerusalem-born, Montreal-based composer and vocalist Ayelet Rose Gottlieb is an explorer of sound and seeker of musical adventures. Singing in Hebrew, English and wordlessly, Ayelet “blends Mid­dle-East­ern trad­itions with wide-open ab­strac­tions” (the Vancouver Sun.) ... more

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