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No era sólida

by Lucrecia Dalt

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  • Record/Vinyl + Digital Album

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    — On behalf of Lucrecia Dalt and RVNG, a portion of the proceeds from this release will benefit Tierra Digna, an organization dedicated to the defense of Colombian communities affected by economic policies that violate human rights and devastate the environment. (tierradigna.org)

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    — Limited edition of 150 screenprint, reverse board jackets.
    — On behalf of Lucrecia Dalt and RVNG, a portion of the proceeds from this release will benefit Tierra Digna, an organization dedicated to the defense of Colombian communities affected by economic policies that violate human rights and devastate the environment. (tierradigna.org)

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  • CD (Japanese Import)
    Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album

    — We are selling 50 copies of the only CD format of No era sólida, officially licensed and pressed in Japan by Plancha. Contains exclusive bonus track "Ná".

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(Spanish) ¿Puede la parálisis transformar a una persona en cosa? Siento que estoy cerca de manantiales, piscinas, cascadas, estanques negros Y yo, ¡yo!, salvaje al fin y al fin libre de los días secos de hoy avanzo y retrocedo dentro de mis fronteras detrás de una tímida fachada de indiferencia Realizo rituales de sol en cuevas cuadradas de alta montaña intocable porque prohibida olvidada extraviada ¡seca! sin mirar a arriba Morgen, ¿alguna vez has mirado hacia arriba? Sólo puedo oírme a mí misma en el eco repetido porque mi voz se confunde con la mía nuestras auras se solapan Veo la luminosidad como un reflejo sin historia, sin hechos Y lo que oímos y llamamos silencio es la respiración continua del mundo Alcanzo la simplicidad con gran esfuerzo como también hago un gran esfuerzo para no tener los peores de los sentimientos ¡que nada vale la pena! Un día decidí mirar hacia arriba y mi cuello se rompió como se rompe el marmol y cada partícula esparcida por el suelo gritaba los recuerdos de lo visto Lo he visto todo he visto tus historias la panspermia Me han secado, compactado, comprimido recogido una cosa seca en miles y miles de trillones de granos de arena que sólo pueden ver de noche delimitada, esbozada inmersa en una bolsa negra de plasma la oscuridad encantada, mi caldo cultural, que tú aún intentas comprender Ten cuidado por dónde tiras mis partículas porque... seguirán gritando allá donde me mezcle Yo miro al universo y a ti Yo miro al universo y a ti Lo he visto todo he visto tus historias la panspermia cómo una molécula dijo ¡sí! a otra en tu borde ¿Por qué dejaste de intentarlo? ¿fue decepcionante descubrir que mi piel no era azul? tú y tus ficciones convirtiéndome en oro para tus amantes azul para los perdidos Soy pura superficie (sólo) para ti mientras que intento ininterrumpidamente hablar contigo arriesgando una desconexión soy inalcanzable por lo que he llegado a saber Puedo... preguntar... ¿Puede la parálisis transformar a una persona en una cosa? ~ ~ ~ (English) Can paralysis transform a person into a thing? I sense that I am near springs, pools and waterfalls, black ponds And I, I savage at last and at last free of the dry days of today: I trot forward and backward within my frontiers. behind a coy facade of nonchalance I carry out sun rituals inside squared caves in high mountains. But I am also taboo for myself untouchable because forbidden. forgotten lost dried out not looking up Morgen do you ever look up? I can only hear myself in the repeated echo because my voice initially gets confused with myself our auras overlap I see luminosity as a reflection without story without facts And what we hear and call silence is the world's continual breathing I achieve simplicity with great effort as I make a great effort not to have the worst of feelings: that nothing is worthwhile One day I decided to look up and my neck broke like marble breaks and each particle spread on the floor kept screaming the memories of what I’ve watched I’ve seen it all I’ve seen your histories the panspermie I’ve been dried out compressed compacted contained a dry thing in thousands and thousands of trillions of grains of sand that can only see at night. defined outlined Immersed in a black caul of plasma the darkness enchanted, my cultural broth, that you are still trying to attain be careful where throw my particles cause they’ll keep screaming now matter where or how you morph me I make no decisions From my rigid bore-dome I watch, the universe and you the universe and you I’ve seen it all I’ve seen your histories the panspermie how a molecule said yes to another one At the edge of your skin why did you stop trying? was it disappointing to discover that my skin wasn’t blue? you and your fictions turning me gold for your lovers blue for the blues I’m pure surface (only) to you while I am continuously speaking to you risking disconnection I am subterraneously unattainable because of what I happen to know may I ask… Can paralysis transform a person into a thing?

about

Lucrecia Dalt dissolves herself into sound on No era sólida, a suspended auditory illusion guided by unconscious murmurs, cosmic oscillations, and unpredictable percussion. No era sólida is a meeting place between phenomenal and noumenal worlds, and encourages the listener, like Lucrecia, to embrace the possibilities of possession. LP includes high quality digital download and printed lyrics sheet.

credits

released September 11, 2020

Written, recorded, and mixed by Lucrecia Dalt in Berlin, Germany, Ina GRM (Paris, France), and Pioneer Works (Brooklyn, NY)
Lyrics by Lucrecia Dalt
Mastered by Rashad Becker at Dubplates & Mastering (Berlin, Germany)
Art and design by WWFG
Special thanks: Aaron, Camille, Chris, Matt, Regina

Supported by Initiative Musik gGmbH with project funds from the Federal Government Commissioner for Culture and Media.

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