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Album Info - The Walking
(from previous writings on Siberry)
In 1988, after signing with Reprise and releasing The Walking,
Siberry made her first forays over the pond, much to the pleasure of
exultant European reviewers. Describing her performance at the
Institute Of Contemporary Art (ICA) in London the critics called
Siberry 'spellbinding,' 'heart-stopping' and 'treasurable relic known
as the "artist".'
this record was originally
going to be called "Twillingate." I see it as an autumn album, the
blue of the cover too cool. really, it should have been dark reds,
burnt oranges, golds. more like "when i was a boy." i recorded wrote
the songs for this album in the basement where i recorded my first
record. (i also wrote "the speckless sky" there). strings all around
the little room with pages and pages of lyrics and music drawings.
when i think of certain songs i see in minute detail the white-washed
bricks on the wall so intently must i have been peering at it while i
heard music in my head. "the white tent the raft" took up a whole
wall. it was going to be around 35 minutes, i figured, each clearing
expanding into a new song until you almost forgot where it came from
and then side-stepping back at the last minute. there was a lot of
difficulty at this time and I had bad headaches. i was grateful for
the songs to lose myself into.
Twillingate was a small town in
Newfoundland that was the setting for songs like Lena and Red High
Heels. "first you go up the hill and then you...." chipping red nail
polish and new found love and goodbyes. My sister told me a funny
story about being in an elevator and wearing an unusual hat. It
became The Lobby. I couldn't remember her telling me. People have to
be careful what they say to me. My left brain doesn't always know
what my right brain is doing. The Bird In the Gravel - "I don't mind
when it's over, I don't mind when it's all done, it's just the
moments in between, just before it's gone." The crux of it.