| Identifier | 6755722 |
| Created At | Tue May 23 2023 23:54:00 GMT+0000 (Coordinated Universal Time) |
| Reference Number | 0004962398 |
| Status | 1 |
| Media Type | CDR |
| Media Count | 1 |
| Sound Rating | A |
| Note | Erik Friedlander
2004-04-20 Cleveland, OH - Beachland Ballroom Taper: Brian Skalinder Location: Center, 3' back, 3' up (on-stage) Config: DIN (20cm, 90º) Source: Schoeps MK4/KC5/CMC6 > Lunatec V3 (16-bit/44.1kHz) > Hosa ODL-312 > Nomad JB3 Conversion: Nomad JB3 > Adaptec FireConnect 4300 > Notmad Explorer > PC Editing: Cool Edit Pro 2.0 (applause compression, fades), CD-Wave (tracking) More info on Erik Friedlander - http://www.erikfriedlander.com. ONE DISC 01. [ intro ] 02. [ improv ] 03. [ excerpt #1 inspired improv ] 04. 05. Here Comes The Madwoman 06. [ excerpt #2 inspired improv ] 07. 08. May It Please Heaven 09. 10. Elilah 11. [ Abdul Wadud tune ] 12. [ excerpt #3 inspired improv ] 13. Bungee ENCORE 14. NOTES: Lower Nile (Arthur Blythe) and Golden Dawn (Santana) are in the setlist somewhere, but I'm not familiar with either tune so not sure where, exactly. _______________________________________________________________ Excerpts from The North American Book of the Dead by d.a. levy: _______________________________________________________________ Excerpt #1 _______________________________________________________________ THEY ARE KILLING ME SLOWLY THEY ARE KILLING ME SLOWING & i don't know how they are doing it when i walk down the winter steps i can feel the sickness enter my boots and the slow decay licking my eye and there are times when even anger is too much of an effort and still in one last infinite act of defiance i wait for light & words dissolve as the strands of the mind tantra are slowly drawn tighter and tighter Excerpt #2 _______________________________________________________________ when riding the winter pony one leaves a trail of bells softly ringing deep in the mind & if one listens perhaps this sound will guide the young rider through the falling snow Excerpt #3 _______________________________________________________________ in the quiet place roars the ocean water the ocean is silent a child calling is answered with laughter is absolute silence in the quiet place are clouds moving the sound of the sun the sound of the moon is absolute silence in the quiet place are clouds moving Excerpt #4 _______________________________________________________________ SHE is there in darkness no light the feeling is anguish it is so cold i do not even try to warm her (i have forgotten how) i become the cold i become the anguish i can not see the eye but it is open i can not sleep when we meet the searchlights are eyes but it is the eye that sees when we meet the searchlights are open when we meet the searchlights are open Excerpt #5 _______________________________________________________________ i feel the trembling as my identity approaches & i grab my pen to write - raining somewhere the rain like my pacing about the room i take a long walk in the wind rain Excerpt #6 _______________________________________________________________ my entire being becomes a death ship a weight i carry curiously wondering what it is i drag around & what is the "i" that keeps this piece of matter moving when i place my hands on my head i feel new veigns throbbing then fall into the dream between staying & leaving - find myself sitting in a roomful of dream friends its a dream i know it yet i am still aware of the distance traveled and the throbbing in my head |
| Source Info | Schoeps MK4/KC5/CMC6 > Lunatec V3 (16-bit/44.1kHz) > Hosa ODL-312 > Nomad JB3 |
| Tech Note | All |
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| Attendence | 0 |
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| Erik Friedlander 2004-04-20 Beachland Ballroom, Cleveland, OH | |
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