Voler

by Niki Berger

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about

TRIGGER WARNING: these songs are really intense for me, that doesn't mean they will be for you, but I don't know. If you don't feel like you are prepared to hear me sing about trauma and sad stuff, maybe listen to this later.

Katrina was in town and I asked them to design a tattoo for me, we sat on the porch with coffee and accordions and they filled pages with little things they thought might be significant to me. I fell in love with a bird carrying a human heart in it's talons, it carried this sense of desperation I related to, a freedom weighted down with pain. Katrina read out loud to me this quote from the essay they were reading, The Laugh of the Medusa by Helene Cixous

"Flying is woman's gesture-flying in language and making it fly. We have all learned the art of fly- ing and its numerous techniques; for centuries we've been able to possess anything only by flying; we've lived in flight, stealing away, finding, when desired, narrow passageways, hidden crossovers. It's no accident that voler has a double meaning, that it plays on each of them and thus throws off the agents of sense. It's no accident: women take after birds and robbers just as robbers take after women and birds. They (illes)" go by, fly the coop, take pleasure in jumbling the order of space, in disorienting it, in changing around the furniture, dislocating things and values, breaking them all up, emptying structures, and turning propriety upside down."

I laughed because it was exactly what I loved about the bird they had drawn me and I tattooed the world "voler" above the birds wing. That's what this is about, stealing and flying. This is me reclaiming my words, my experiences, my body, stealing them back at my desk at 5 in the morning. Taking what I wanted and what I didn't and soaring off with it.

So here are some songs I've written over the course of the past year and a half. I wrote them for myself, to try and be ok. If they can mean something for you, then they can be for you too. I think it's important to clarify that these songs have been part of a process for me, learning how to move forward, escape from ghosts, let the past be a part of me but not destroy me. These songs are me trying to figure out the definitions of words like home and trust. This is the dark magical part of myself that I need to access to stay in motion. I second guess myself a lot and think things like maybe I don't need to write such a long explanation for this small bit of music, but again, this is for me and I like explaining where I'm coming from. I hope this is for you too, but if it isn't that's fine, we all have different experiences and ways of seeing things.

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credits

released 10 October 2011
Thanks so much Katrina, Mom, Dad, Douglas, Eric, Luke, Pat, Wyndham, Allison, Griz and Willow, Vines, Rybree, Brody, Kelly and Monkey, Molly, Elise and Nola, Olive, Josh and Rigby, Ahna, Jona, Matt, Sophie everyone else who is my friend, everyone who's house I've stayed at while traveling, Alder and Wiser, Dry River, animals that have made me nervous outside my tent, dance parties, coffee, everyone who's said nice things to me!
Thanks for nothing assholes who yell at me when I'm walking around, people who don't pick up hitch hikers, alcohol, certain people I've dated, female socialization, patriarchy, cops, all hierarchy and oppression, loud scary drunk people, people who call me "PC", kids who picked on me in school, gluten, places that don't allow dogs.
All of ya'll have made this possible!

accordion, banjo and vocals- Niki Berger
banjo and vocals- Douglas Fur
trumpet- Eric Richardson
art - Katrina

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Track Name: looking for that word again
will the road stretched before me be smooth and the men in trucks not jeer
will the wind blow at my back not my face and the loneliness and fear leave me alone but not so alone alone take me home
to the town where the mountains frame the suburban sprawl and waste
and the search lights outshine the dim faint stars
and the trains scream through and the trains scream through they scream go
when will I be back you ask and you don't know what I want
where I'm going ain't no worse or better just different
just another home that I can't fully claim just another place from which I've run away
but I can't stay still though i don't want to leave
and sleep don't mean rest no sleep don't mean rest just dreams
will the loose ends unravel to thread and the bridges burnt stay down
will the wounds never heal from the past and my own fears just keep me alone
alone alone what is home
Track Name: it stays hard
it's hard to heal on the road it's hard to process when you've got no home
it's hard to sort through the memories that paralyze in motion
oh have I been here before swear I've seen the farms turn into these cliffs
how did I make it this far once again how do my feet keep touching this stolen land
oh when will I rest when will the desert winds hold me again
now it's cheap coffee and the highway and these men
and as we crossed the cascades into the densest of clouds
I knew it was gonna stay hard
as they obscured the low sitting western sun
that we'd been hitchin into
Track Name: no trust
the world is big today and all the people so unknown
the faces all so strange oh no I don't trust anyone
once showed a man my heart he said he was safe
but it was just one of his lies oh no I don't trust anyone
I'm headed west from here lost my money to the booze
in strangers' cars I'll ride no sleep no trust for no one
oh no I won't trust a one oh no I don't trust anyone
Track Name: not my place
I've wandered all around my feet brushed over much ancient ground
where blood's been shed oh the voices of those wronged now dead
this land is not mine no I have no claim
I can be in love but it ain't the same
and I wonder at how vast is the distance from the haunting past
those before me crossed the sea creating destruction creating me
oh these wolves they haunt my dreams
they find me in my sleep remind me when it's not my place
oh it's not my place
Track Name: talk (the language of accountability)
you were born in the desert and your dad he was a man
and you told me he was no good and you told me he was still good somehow
and when he died what did that leave you with?
young you learned to hurt a body and you learned to take a body
you never told me what you did you never told me what needed to be said
when you kissed me the first time we met
and I know you've learned the language muscles warm and tough with strength
and you told me about the boys you fucked and you told me about the girls you fucked
and I held you down and I felt safe there
now your face is ever changing into his in my memory
and he told me have another drink and he took me where he wanted to go
and he told me sweetheart it's ok stay here
when I sleep I'll be trying to scrub you out of my dreams
I can't tell you what I think cause i can't bear to hear your voice
so fuck you I hope you're miserable
Track Name: that role
I fell on over I fell right in you caught my ankle with your shin and I went tumbling into the rubble for which we had never found a name
I grabbed you by your pride and pulled you towards me there we lay in sin
you left me mourning what never lived I left you wondering what it meant when I told you that I am so fucking in love with all of my fucking friends
it almost kills me just to think about how everything will end
well I'm a loner I'll never win I am a story that I made up and I can't rewrite the parts that happened little plots repeating on and on
I'm not a broken record but an unsent mixtape for a friend
so call me crazy I'm not that mean I know I'm angry in a way that grows and spins out of my control till I'm throwing rocks at nothing in the mist
I just kept throwing rocks at those who hurt me every time I missed
so call me girl then I know I'm more oh call me baby sweetie honey darlin call me what you will I know I'll stomp those expectations without thought
there's not a fragment of desire in me to live inside a box
so hurt my feelings I'll hurt yours more I'm done with letting passion for a person ever hold my heart in suspense hoping that they'll be just what I want
I am complete in myself with my flaws no one can call me theirs
oh no I won't take that role I won't take that role
no I can't try no more can't try no more
Track Name: trust
it's holding me back the feeling I'm missing someone
it's keeping me low thinking you'll be ok again
it won't be alright you twisted it beyond repair
I won't let you in I don't get to see you again
and I wish I was glad wish part of me didn't still hope
maybe it's not true maybe it's not so bad
I've erased so much I can't be alone with the thoughts
it was scary ok after you broke my trust
it's hard to know
oh twisting my own words against me you held me in your gaze
that was not ok that was not ok
now something has changed you triggered a change
it will always be hard to know oh trust
it was not ok it was not ok
Track Name: the restless
all my enemies are formed by attempts just to be ok I have many
and it's scary it's scary to recognize them and to realize they're not on my side
and it smells like fall smells like fall but it's winter it smells like fall
smells like fall when it rains
restless ran me from my home restless joined me again on the road
and we skipped down the alleyways and under the bridges
highways from ocean to ocean and further
trestles cross rivers and ripe berry brambles
and we lay in the pines and it tasted like salt and the rust metal gritting of teeth in a lie
and it smelled like death
my old town stands on pain my ghosts they lurk so cruel
oh you know me my old secrets too and it smells of old hurt
oh you wrap your icy arms round me in the sickening humidity of this mattress
and we're off once again cause the past is so frightening
we're sure if we stopped for a month it would find us
and I'm always angry and we can't stop fighting
and we slept on a train and it tasted like smoke and the filthy sweet tingle of wanting to cry
and I smell my own fear
Track Name: i am the enemy
I did not realize that I was surrounded I opened my eyes and here I am
with all of these people who I know would hate me
if they really knew who I am they know nothing about me
cause I am the enemy of their patriarchy
their control over women and their hatred of difference
yeah I am the enemy of their patriarchy and I will do anything to see it fall
Track Name: voler
we are breaking we are breaking down it ain't easy to unlearn
if she'd hold me can't stop shaking could be easy behind her
oh if I thought it would it would have been but that's no way to be self confident
and lying on the moonlit tar is cool calm but no solutions lie up here with me
so it's stupid it's just lazy is it my job to educate
nothing round here could amaze me nothing shocks me as of late
oh fuck oh damn no way this sense of loss could ever change
well what's that worth? there's beauty in this tragedy it pulls me back when I should
run away be ok try and fight for more then what we have it tells me just to
lay in bed and day dream of the pretty little losses I have felt
well I was born in a body that's damned by men
and I was born lacking culture and raised in a world of pretend
and I was born with an instinct I've been told not to trust
oh but I wasn't born with this anger no that was forced on us
oh I flew away from my own demise I soared with the wind at my back
heart violently beating against bone this is stolen and I can't turn back
Track Name: something better
I said I trust you and I didn't lie
you saw me burning the past and I didn't cry
think you know how it's scary think we felt for a little
think we felt so much better there are things I remembered
words were never enough words were never enough
this is more than ok we are learning this way
aaaah