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Recorded in December of 1994. In recognition of the large and sometimes overwhelming influence of Laurie Anderson, XOX has tipped its collective head gear her way with this album title track. Those who know of L.A.'s art may recognize this style of music with its hypnotic, pulsating rhythm. The vocal tracks and poetic lyrics, however, are purely original, as well as originating, with depth of meaning which should strike a chord in hearts tuned to life's mystery and magic. |
CD: XOX: LIFE IS OPENED
Label: Abstract Dreamteching
Credits: ABRAXOX:vox |
Story Behind the Song
Driven by a philosophical mind and truth seeking spirit, Abraxox wrote this poem in ode to the forgotten magic which connects all children masquerading as adults, playing games of "all grown up." The meaning of the words are either subtly self-evident to the reader/listener, or lost within one's own psychobabble. Life is opened, or life remains closed; this is the challenge humanity must rise to.
The vocal tracks were finalized mere days before the album release, long after the melody was completed. The delay was created by a slow vocal recovery from influenza. The secondary, contrasting vocalizations were unplanned and very nearly improvised
If anyone is familar with reversed speech phenomena, it is interesting to note that an unintended example of such can be found in the lyric concerning "the bed's edge of truth is cold, is sheer."
Lyrics
Into worlds unknown we've crept
Dreaming travelers while we slept
Into within explains without
Vision reigns when words are drought
Salted with sweet memories
Of magic's subtle undertaste
Someday your dreams will bring
Moments to stand where once you were chased
Scant explorers in a slumbering flight
Secrets discovered then lost to the trite
Childhood uncovers what adults will fear
The bed's edge of truth is cold, is sheer
Quandaries of, and in, the overcrowded head
Fleeting freedom forsaken once outside the bed
Stories telling us, how to see the seen until sight's unscene
Layered knots of waking dreams occlude much wiser childlike themes
Into worlds where names are not
We know of things, Miles within a dot
Life is woven, Lanes of light
Life is opened, Sleep within sight
Sheaves of secrets quiet kept
Shadow's surface harbors depth
Mysteries shown us while we've slept
Dreaming of the traveler
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