P O S S I B L Y / B L U E

by george rae

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This is George Rae's first solo Release. Working as a poet, musician, sculptor, video and performance artist. perhaps you may read this information as an indicator to a lack of specificity. However, I hope to continue developing in all of the fields of work listed above.
the work follows ideas about the possibly of perception and/or manipulation of space. I am asking questions about what one believes to be possible, in their own reality and the collective environment around them. In recent the performances ‘_____ possibly blue’ these questions are asked by a ‘Warhol suited’ person, who is bluntly questioning the legitimacy of spacial function. in the wider context of the work, Possibly Blue is the beginning of an exploration into urban spacial liberty informed by cultural tradition, geography and meteorology.
I have been entirely self-supporting for 7 years, working as a fabricator, artist assistant and carpenter which has enhanced my range of skills but has taken too much time from my practice.
There are many elements of myself which I feel are deeply Romantic and I believe one of the reasons for this, is that I am using Romanticism as an escape from my current engagement with Capitalism. I feel a great pressure to succumb to the expectations of some others and deny myself the continued connection with creativity. I do not feel I am alone in feeling this. As I understand it, Capitalism is tied to the contemporary scientific methodology of the the western world. Specifically, a Science which holds a mechanistic view of all life, unable to question its own dogmas and attach itself to the notion of the Soul. In light of this, Romanticism becomes the embodiment of the ‘unquantifiable’ that is sorely missed by the majority of our society.

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released October 10, 2015

Merve Iseri
Can Aksan
Senor Al Funklinos
Shrunken Heads Recording studio

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George Rae London, UK

Working, a poet, musician, sculptor, video and performance artist. perhaps you may read this information as an indicator to a lack of specificity, but I will continue with all.
the work follows ideas about the possibly of perception and/or manipulation of space. I am asking questions about what one believes to be possible, in their own reality and the collective environment around them
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Track Name: Soldier
I am not a soldier and I will not fight your religious wars
I am not a faction I am not a creed I will not cut for nationality
I have not seen and I will not go, but its so close...

we stand with the workers we stand with police
we stand for all.

when you cut me you cut him you cut they you cut us all
I have not seen and I will not go but its so close.

we stand for all who are not brave enough
we stand for all.
Track Name: Growing Old
Your story unfolds like a paper
with your smile taking center of page
and although the crowd sighs at those deep woven eyes
your words are all lost in the rain

I don't need you for reason, don't tug at the cotton
so tangled between you and I
we're the boat in the storm, the fire that gives warmth
the drum that keeps us alive

don't hide your love in the darkness where footsteps fade into cold
the hay in the stable can shelter us darling its here I wish to grow old

Your father left early this morning
I watch from behind the barn door
as you raised your head from that soft yellow bed
the angels lit up in your eyes

I know it was you who silenced the birds
who drove the beast from the land
you're the tears of the joyful the strength of the mother
still waiting in her white dressing gown

don't hide your love in the darkness where footsteps fade into cold
the hay in the stable can shelter us darling its here I wish to grow old

I know nothing of struggle my life has been blessed like the strength of the flowers in spring
we are nothing unspoken we are no stone unturned we are the breathing that ushers you in

And what of that mother still waiting?
her tears soak her through to her skin
we are the words on the skyline the unfaltering sunshine
the love that we send her from him

don't hide your love in the darkness where footsteps fade into cold
the hay in the stable can shelter us darling its here I wish to grow old

its with you I wish to grow old.
Track Name: Interlude #1
With this weight I'll surely find I to see
There's no weight in tomorrow there's no waiting for me

Triangle sun in your Pythagorean sky can't you see? That were troubled by nothing, in that old chestnut tree

When the echo hit your ear did the fear disappear for the both of you
Did your gold light the way for you?
Was the sky not but clearly blue?
Track Name: make my bed
Hello you long time no see
I thought that you lost faith in me
over dark bridge orange night fires
my head swims in an ocean of desires
but the farmer still picks up the pen
my friend the cockerel crows again
a thousand times that you told me
but my legs still cant catch what my eyes can not see

oh lover please ask me this evening
...lets write letters and wait for the dawn.
don't sow seeds of sorrow in the land that we borrow
oh lover please don't let me know

walk by lamp light cats by my side
they're my bredrin heres where we reside
i'm comfortable waking with thee
you're like my shadow - take nothing from me

oh lover please ask me this evening
...lets write letters and wait for the dawn.
don't sow seeds of sorrow in the land that we borrow
oh lover please don't let me know

lying on my back bloomsbury square
cyclists pushing through the cool morning air
a constant race against the moon
we all run to play our tune
a thousand times that you told me
but my legs still cant catch what my eyes can not see

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oh lover please ask me this evening
lets sow seeds and follow this land that we borrow
oh lover please tell me you know.