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January 1st

from Exquisite Corpse by Eleanor Elektra

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about

January 1st was written on January 20th, tryna get comfy in an economy-class seat, 56 hours into a cross-country train trip that was taking me slowly, waywardly home.
Industrial America is one material symbol of the mechanics of American society. When I look at those machines I don’t see mercy, justice, good sense or love, I just see them running.

lyrics

January 1st
6AM
The alarm exclaims it and, yes, Kurt will work today
The sun takes two full hours just to say
“it’s morning!”
(with the full effect, and in the voice of so many birds)
“IT’S MORNING. DID YOU ALL HEAR WHAT I SAID??”
Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick

Nobody knows what will become of the earth.

Tick tick tick tick tick tick tick tick
Least of all this guy named Kurt--
M hmm
….held in the arms of the Exquisite Corpse…

Kurt pushes at the breast of the heartland
To suckle the black oil, like a baby drinks so eagerly
One flimsy town after another
Thrown up around the hole
To suckle the black oil
Like, damn, aren’t you never satisfied?
The muscle of the Rustbelt--the nomads--arrive (as always)
Looking for a little relief
They got mortgage payments, medical bills, mouths to feed, you know
Kurt, the boss, the man himself, he moves these pieces and just like that, well,
The people are MOVED.

January 2nd
6:00AM
In his home which contains every comfort and perpetual twilight
No sound of pecking drills trespasses
Strike, pull, strike, pull
Down the pipe, to the gulf coast waters

Racing on in the face of absolute collapse.

credits

from Exquisite Corpse, track released July 3, 2020
Guitar and vocals: Eleanor Elektra
Bass: Tyrone Allen II
Hammond B-3 Organ: Jacob Hiser
Fiddle: Zosha Warpeha
Drums: Ivanna Cuesta Gonzales
written by Eleanor Elektra
Sound Engineer: Brandon Johnson
Assistant Engineer: Colin Lester Fleming
Mixed by Brandon Johnson
Mastered by Bobbi Giel
Film by Lilly Dickinson
Released on Dollhouse Lightning DHL27

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Eleanor Elektra Boston, Massachusetts

Eleanor Elektra is an interdisciplinary artist originally from the Pacific Northwest who fuses music and visual arts.
Her practice spans songwriting, printmaking and installation work. Her music combines elements of folk, jazz and classical music within the songwriter idiom to create unique cinematic songs. ... more

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