sexta-feira, 4 de abril de 2025

SKY-SKATING

Sky-skating (1982) is the first album released on Ironic Records, and it’s a truly precious and singular recording. A solo project in every sense, everything you hear was brought to life by Annette herself—the music, the lyrics, the production, even the artwork.
To step into these songs is to step into a space of deep and luminous insight—one that resists easy description. The music feels vast, as the title hints—celestial, untamed, and quietly extraordinary.
Where her other works may feel rooted to the earth, this one drifts elsewhere, as though the dream has taken hold completely. From dream to dream—an invitation to float.

Listen to it here.


Artwork by Annette Peacock

Take Your Shoes Off


Take Your Shoes Off, baby

And walk right thru my mind.


***


Taking It As It Comes


Lovers are:

Any two

Complete dream’d true.

And I found the freedom once again with you.

A promise means nothing while the now is new,

Taking it comes


And

Any illusion's less than,

You and I are more

Than the mysteries in the dark-starred sky.

There something about control that 

    precludes the high.

Taking it comes


To love for the living

nothing more.

It takes me away from feeling

Either or.

There’s not what if, and afterward, and I forget 

    before

Taking it as it comes


***


Sky-skating



I’m holding court again

With fascinating men

But you are the one I desire to love

And I can't dispel you from my thoughts.


The conversation’s fun

And I'll dance with anyone

But you are the one I admire above

And I can't dispel you from my thoughts.


So here I am - phantasizing as I can

(You're holding me

as we spin thru

an indigo blue

Sky turning on its stars

Sky-skating

Sci-fi avatars)

and you say:

“You are the one I desire and love

and I can't dispel you from my thoughts.”


And I so I bathe and then I paint my face

Then I don’t go anyplace

For you are the one I require to love

And I can't dispel you from my thoughts.



***


Rap With The Trees


            I rap with the trees

            They don't deceive me

            And sing with the breeze

            It likes and believes me

            Make love with the wind I like its 

                passion

            And thunder and lighting make 

                me orgasm

            And once In a storm I made love 

                with a tree

            And came with the rain all over me


The cities for me seem so decadent.

(a home for the living dead)

You brake making money. There's more 

    ways to take your bread.

It's been said:

“I'm gonna make it big and split this set!",

but so compelled like steel to a magnet

till the Spirit's been bled,

(in pursuit of a Rainbow, but there are no 

    Rainbows in cities)

While the Vampire city

feeds on Human energy, and

needs the flesh 

    and fresh blood of the Prodigy to oil its 

        Machine

            So

            I


            Rap with the trees

            They don't deceive me

            And sing with the breeze

            It likes and believes me

            Make love with the wind I like its 

                passion

            And thunder and lighting make 

                me orgasm

            And once In a storm I made love 

                with a tree

            And came with the rain all over me


***


Until Untrust Unties


When you know the mystery

And whisper ("It's now!') to me

All else to history

Dies.


Tho this may be ecstasy

Forever can never be

Take love

Make love

And improvise


It seems to be more than just

If no thing forever must

It's us

Until

Untrust

Unties


***


Trust


If you wanna tie me up — it's cool!

We won't make any rules —

except whatever you do to me, I can do it

    to you too.


Most of the time now — I want to trust, and 

    I need to trust.

And I need it - because to trust feels better

    than not to!

So I also realize that since I need to trust,

It's not — a decision for me to make anymore.

I will trust.

I want to.

I do trust, and I believe you.


Try not to deceive me, cause you and I both

    know the truth.

Don't restrain me. You know I'll sense it intuitively.

Don't you also realize that since you need to trust,

It's one less decision for you to make — evermore.

You must trust.

You trust me.

You want to. You believe me.


***


The Outness Queens Travelling Theme


An Outness Queen sings her themes

For nothing but her grace.


An Outness Queen thinks of dreams

And never finds her place.


The reason
A season

Cannot either be held or called,

She wanders to dream and be

Discovering . . . 


***


So Close Is Still Too Far


You're everything you should be, as just a man for me

Everything a man could be.

If that were all I needed, I'd find my serenity

And in your arms — my destiny.


But as things are: So close is still too far

Like reaching for a star, from where we are

And seems to be no matter how we try —

That's the distance to lie between us.


For all the reasons center around the need to be

Part of some totality. 

We sense it seems unnatural to isolate apart.

Love is Life's combining art.


But as things are: So close is still too far

Like reaching for a star, from where we are

And seems to be no matter how we try —

That's the distance to lie between us.


***


Nothing Outside Us


Constantly,

In the sensed preflected perfection of your essence 

(nourished by recall)

Measuring time by the events of your presence

Into you I fall

(like Alice)


You to me the one certainty,

I do not hesitate to flower among the speed that you generate.

There,

Where all of me attunes itself to your symmetry

No end is played to begin again.

Again to invent more ways to say:


This is really forever. Never will I belong so well,

At this ultimate ever, no conditions does love compel.

I can tell that it's true

By the strong way I want you. You can tell that I do

By the way that I show I know you

In this now and forever.


Nothing outside us

Could equal the pleasure of your yes.


There's no distance between

No space between us and the dream;

And if to be enraptured with discovery

Is romance, we dance

Together thru this preferred reality.

If ends resolve to begin again,

They become a natural sensuality.


This is really forever. Never will I belong so well,

At this ultimate ever, no conditions does love compel.

I can tell that it's true

By the strong way I want you. You can tell that I do

By the way

I express

Love 

You


***


Still Too Far


The infinite surrounds me, but all we've got is time 

    (and possibility)

My intuitions move me, and this is my security.

But you were heaven instantly, and I forgot myself 

    so easily

Too much escaping into you, and giving love priority.


As of this now: As close as close allow

You still see me, how

You see me through you.

It seems to me no matter how we try —

That's the distance to lie — between us.


***


Warmer Than Gold


It's morning, and

He takes her in the place between to sleep

And wake


Or evening, when

Their sense of time's diminished then they break

Away, beyond pretense of time


He'll always make her smile as sure as Summer

    follows Spring

She'll hold him to her heart as it sings


            For Paradise is when the jewelled skies

            Become his endless eyes. ½ broken sighs

            Are messages of truth within the lies

            We live.


His words of love —

She feels them more than hears them in the

Flowing motion of

He moves through her as if he were dreamed


She says:     "Well all I am, is what I seem to be within 

                        your endless eyes

                      And when I can, enfold you kiss you

                      hold you, blissing in the Cosmic ties

                      Is all I want, and who I am.


It's morning, and 


You'll always make me smile as sure as Summer 

    follows Spring

To paint the Planets view — just for you.

            

            And Paradise is when the jewelled skies

            Become your endless eyes. ½ broken sighs

            Are messages of truth within the lies

            We live. Warmer than gold."


***


Pride


It's pride

That makes a fool of us all

Takes pride

To ridicule those who fall


If truth's

My philosophy

And I conceal my feelings I'm
being less free


What's it like, in your dreams?


Desire's

The every soul of our drive

Acquire

More self-control to arrive


And fear

What is fear to me

The truth will never hurt me

A fool cannot see


What's it like, in your dreams?


We move

Thru time as if it's been bought

Disprove

Or mine by pattern not thought


Asleep

So much more asleep

Awaken'd by the kiss of

A promise to keep


What's it like, in your dreams?



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