Digital Program
Original Music inspired by InkAloud (E. Briskin, Justine Chan, Tanya Holtland)
Curated by Shin Yu Pai
Original Music inspired by InkAloud (E. Briskin, Justine Chan, Tanya Holtland)
Curated by Shin Yu Pai
The Bushwick Book Club Seattle
presents
InkAloud! 2023
Nine musicians! Three authors! One night!
December 9, 2023
at Rabbit Box Theatre
Hosted by Wes Weddell
Curated by Seattle Civic Poet Shin Yu Pai
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Featuring Readings & Musical Performances from
(Click name for primary link, * = first Bushwick appearance for musicians, ^ = lyrics included below)
Rights to all song lyrics ©/℗ the individual artists, reprinted here with permission
Justine Chan
Author, Should You Lose All Reason(s)
Drea Marilyn
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Craig Suede*
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E Briskin
Author, Orange
Emily Persha^
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Tanya Holtland
Author, Requisite
Leanna Keith
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Joe Kye*
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2023-2024 “Bushwick Bestiary” Mainstage Season at Town Hall Seattle, Rabbit Box Theare, & online
InkAloud! 2023
Original Music Inspired by: Justine Chan’s Should You Lose All Reason(s); E Briskin’s Orange; Tanya Holtland’s Requisite
Curated by Seattle Civic Poet Shin Yu Pai
PERFORMER-PROVIDED LYRICS
Rights to all song lyrics ©/℗ the individual artists, reprinted here—exactly as submitted—with permission
Chiku Nance
see the sun
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you don’t know the half of it
the bloody taste of bitten tongues
someone called an ambulance
but i know they’ll never cone
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hmmmmm hmmm hm
hmmmmm hmmm hm
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pretty city, pretty lights
all the dirt hides underneath
something tears at my insides
what will it take to make you leave?
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ohhhhhhh ohhhhh oh
ohhhhhhh ohhhhh ohhhhh
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there i caught you trying to save face
you can’t escape
the fact that nothing
can undo what you have done
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nothing can erase the people that i love the most
oh you can bet that someday we will see the sun
we will see the sun
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something subtle takes its aim
crystal bullets fill the air
mama tries to hide the pain
but i know it’s always there
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ahhhhhhhh ahhh ah
ahhhhhhhh ahhh ah
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there i caught you trying to save face
you can’t escape
the fact that nothing
can undo what you have done
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nothing can erase the people that i love the most
oh you can bet that someday we will see the sun
we will see the sun
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we’ll see the sun we’ll see the sun
sun we’ll see the sun we’ll see the sun
sun we’ll see the sun we’ll see the sun
sun we’ll see the sun we’ll see the sun
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you don’t know the half of it
Emily Persha
Yesterday, today, tomorrow, gone
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You taught me how to live
You taught me how to love
A simple walk down a tired block
Turned into an adventure
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You taught me how to be
You loved me just for me
Now who will look up when I come back home?
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Oh I’m holding onto all your things
And memories
trying to escape the pain
It’s an effort done in vain
Oh I hate the world for turning on, on and on
all reminders that you’re gone,
Have Left me spinning
Down the rabbit hole
Down and down I go
Last year, this year, yesterday, today
Tomorrow,
gone
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Cypress and lemongrass, Can’t stand them when I pass that scent
You, I think of you
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I’ll try and make believe, that you weren’t part of me
It was all a lie inside my mind
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But Oh I’m holding onto all your things
And memories
trying to escape the pain
It’s an effort done in vain
Oh I hate the world for turning on and on and on
all reminders that you’re gone,
Have Left me spinning
Down the rabbit hole
Down and down I go
Last year, this year, yesterday, today
Tomorrow,
Gone
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I think I see you everywhere
The wind carries your name
Friday, and I think I’m finally fine
But griefs a fickle friend
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But Oh I’m holding onto all your things
And memories
trying to escape the pain
It’s an effort done in vain
Oh I hate the world for turning on and on and on
all reminders that you’re gone,
Have Left me spinning
Down the rabbit hole
Down and down I go
Last year, this year, yesterday, today
Tomorrow,
Last year, this year, yesterday, today tomorrow
Last year, this year, on and on and on
Forever gone
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