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Live! Sessions at Grace

by Katie Kuffel

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1.
Devil 03:58
Devil you called again Slept in my faults again And I recall your hands i recall your Hand Devil you called for me In the love in the faces of these people and places And you haunt the spaces in between Am I numb, am I alone, am I asleep And regarding your manifold face I see you cannibal you gave to take And now on all sides my soul is marred By the shards of the jar where I kept all my scars So I patchworked reasons I’ve been tied in Knots of tearfulness, and knots of sighing But my hands, my hands weren’t made for prying So I swallow these tears I’ve been crying
2.
The first time my voice ever sang My heart got chipped like a porcelain stain How balmy the burn that burrowed in my palm My nights were soft and lonely and my days went on too long I grew up hearing my neck looked lovely concave So I stooped and stuttered simply stowed my sympathy away Life was a pill I swallowed dry, I’d sip the sea to soak my pride I was a daughter to the slaughter, please don’t make me food for fodder Can someone tell me how long I’ve been mixing oil and water? I met a man with a fist for a hand He had a tantalizing tendency for breaking all my plans But to be hurt and to be strong I'm the dichotomy of song The loneliest of conquerors who's battled on her own But no one can tell me for whose sins do I atone
3.
Humor Tumors 03:49
After forming my facets and sanding my faces To find a form I could keep together I was breached and my cups ran over and flooded Ready to drown, love untethered I peaked pictures of my mother I hid in the covers Of my books wondering what you thought of me I’m theory, not action yet my chest is unfastened you’ve been fluttering in my ribs and in my speech I’m a hard-hearted siren A goddess of gears My humors are unbalanced But I’ve had sea legs for years And love’s loudest in the dark I’ll grasp the static in my heart To make some room to kiss you my dear (x2) I was faking anecdotes, embellishing my rote I may have lied so you would find me funny My melancholy I explained, But I refused to say That happiness had never overwhelmed me Unabashed and unashamed I”ll keep the humor in my name To keep the peace between my head and heart Though pillars are endearing, I’ve been cracked and I’ve been healing So hold me steady chip these walls apart I’m a hard-hearted siren A goddess of gears My humors are unbalanced But I’ve had sea legs for years And love’s loudest in the dark I’ll grasp the static in my heart To make some room to kiss you my dear
4.
What's the use of this self-infiltration My mind's meditations when all that I do is sing songs of you? But you were illuminated My my mutilated Sight of your person My own constructed version But I was learning and re-learning Who I was, what I was yearnin' for anyways I was an animal pragmatist young, naive, always guided by consequence And you were the trigger And I was shot straight through from the start For my practical actions bled dissatisfaction When I passively gave you my heart Because the first time you look upon yourself Through the lens, through the glass of somebody else All you see is the weight of your hunched frame From that grotesque truth every person has to tame That realization was the tar at my feet So I lashed out thrashing false words between my teeth And in that decay I breathed and bereaved I became the wretched form I thought you saw me to be
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Moorings 04:18
Unanchored undertaker they say her fingers forsake her With their tips cascading untethered But Ill deny my ungrounding, these alarms I’m re-sounding I’m floating in contours but I’ll stay together I could better map my ambition than you, warm apparition For your curve is sharper than sabers Could I beg for your patience through my stumbling cadence Though the air in my words comes now labored My dear I’ve swallowed stones The weight of jaded bones To hold me down, but you cast my moorings away But you lean could you reach? I will sing and I’ll beseech you To hold me? Could you grasp me? Could you stay? Your murmurs indented my skin-deep defenses Have I weathered this tempest before But in my paradigm tilt please say my name as I wilt So I know when my divesting’s secured I will cling to your grips or your holds or your lips And i will plant my soles firm in this soil For if my body is rooted, though my heart has been looted I’ll stay if fear urges my love to recoil My dear I’ve swallowed stones The weight of jaded bones To hold me down, but you cast my moorings away But you lean. Could you reach? I will sing and I’ll beseech You to hold me? Could you grasp me? Could you stay?

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These are the audio files from a video session I recorded at Grace Episcopal Church over on Bainbridge Island. All recordings produced by Matt Longmire at northwestfilms.com.

Be sure to check out the videos at my youtube channel!
www.youtube.com/channel/UCJFbAa8UEiCPgdo_2CSYDXQ

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released November 24, 2014

album art by Anne Ferguson. Be sure to check out her work at aeferg.com

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Katie Kuffel Seattle, Washington

Katie Kuffel is singer-songwriter currently residing in Seattle. With a contemporary sound that draws from blues, jazz and folk music, she is creating innovative, and thoughtful material. Her background in classical cello and jazz piano allows her to blend her complex lyrics into a sound that is entirely unique. ... more

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