|Bardic Circle Featuring Kari C. Tauring...
(by Kari C. Tauring)
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This song was written in 1990 as my "coming out of the broom closet" song. It tells of my journey as a young girl down the path to the Feminine Divine through the Willow Tree I grew up in, the moon I felt the connection to, and the statue of Mary at the Catholic Church accross the street from where I lived. It is a song of thanks and praise to the Goddess who gives me the voice to sing and who put the words within my reach. The first recording was released under my first band's name, Rose Absolute, in 1991. It was a risk for me, at the time, to release it, for reasons many of you will know. But my parents interpreted the song for themselves and through their own filters and I saw no need to explain it. It is, to this day, my father's favorite song that I have ever written (and I've written hundreds since then) . It is my favorite song too, though. And, in re-recording it, I was able to get it the way I always wanted it to sound. I feel truly blessed and I am bursting with gratitude. May She always remember us, may we always remember Her.Blessed BeKari
Recorded: Re-recorded at Homebass Studios in Minneapolis
Guests/Players: Kari Tauring does guitar and vocals. JR Hartley does bass and engineering.
Technical Notes: Acoustic Guitar, Bass and Vocals. This song was re-recorded at Homebass Studios in Minneapolis for the purpose of a Bush Fellowship Grant Application in November 2000. Send good vibes! Produced by Kari Tauring and John Hartley.
Artist Profile: Kari Tauring is an Interdisciplinary Performance Artist living and working in Minneapolis, MN. She is well known for her singer/songwriter performances of the past 15 years. She is the producer and creator of the Discovering Origins/Building Traditions Project, in it's 8th year of creating intergenerational, interfaith public performance rituals for the seasonal change holy days.
Her latest band, Huldre, is a Nordic Roots Sensation!
LINK to the mp3 File: Click HERE
(words & music by Kari C. Tauring)
Remember me? I lived in a little house accross the street. I'd ride my bike and park it by your feet in the pale moonlight. Hoping no one else would see the way I talk to you, you talk to me. I knew who you were, they told me what you did. But so distant were those mysteries to a Protestant kid. I knew you in a tree, I see you in the moon. I saw and felt you call me when I walked into my room. I never had your picture but I still recall your face and how you led me deeper into a state of grace. I heard about the stories, so many people wronged. But they never shook my faith in you or in your given song. And I will sing your names all three, I will sing your song. (Holy holy holy, mother all night long. Holy holy maiden mother crone) I know who you are, you never did me wrong. Gave me freedom to sing and I sing to you my own song. I'll climb the highest tree to see the farthest star, you let me stay with you, you showed me who you are. And all I ask of you, is what you ask of me. All I ask of you is remember me.
copyright 1991 Rose Absolute/Tauring, BMI