SIGNED limited edition 12" vinyl version, including liner notes insert with lyrics and photos. Also included: One black and gold oval sticker and positive vibes. Photography by Kielinski Photographers. Design by M Slater. Pressed at Softwax Record Pressing in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
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Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
Limited edition CD version in sleeve designed by M Slater. Photography by Kielinski Photographers. Also included: One black and gold oval sticker and positive vibes.
Includes unlimited streaming of Doublehanded Suite
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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about
The poem "Amid the Roses" was written by Alice Dunbar Nelson in 1895. The poem "Lonely Woman" was written by Yolanda Wisher.
lyrics
Amid the Roses:
There is tropical warmth and languorous life
Where the roses lie
In a tempting drift
Of pink and red and golden light
Untouched as yet by the pruning knife.
And the still, warm life of the roses fair
That whisper "Come,"
With promises
Of sweet caresses, close and pure
Has a thorny whiff in the perfumed air.
There are thorns and love in the roses’ bed,
And Satan too
Must linger there;
So Satan’s wiles and the conscience stings,
Must now abide—the roses are dead.
Lonely Woman:
some horn whistling at you but you gone inside. gone girl gone. some horn tryna come inside you but you gone aside. cast your hairnet, so much bullshit in its meshes. call-in the coal to see. but you fine & slow like honey, like ole timer molasses, you got time.
you remind old men of some woman they couldn’t have. mind them of their mothers they didn’t know before they was born. you remind them of mary before christ & jodeci. of whitney before bobby. there is always a before haunting the lonely woman. somebody you used to be before you was really you.
you be swingin from your own breezes & then the storm hits, then the heatwave comes down. the world’s trouble at your back like an olympic sprinter, grill in her spine, diamond grill in her spikes. & this version, this version of you ain’t like you remembered. no, i don’t recognize this lonely woman you’ve become & your mothers wouldn’t recognize her either.
where is her free jazz, where is her way out of the box of form & time? where is her avant-garde doorway, moth-haired shamans greeting with arms full of fruit, limbs like baseball bats wielded by the greats. where is your zest for this orange of life? some petty, some mean-ass, small-ass people got you down, girl. there is not enough love for you here.
what do you call a song that ends & begins again? what do you call a woman who is lonely for herself? what do you call a black soul on the brink? what do you call the river when it runs through your house?
credits
from Doublehanded Suite,
released May 21, 2022
Yolanda Palacio, vocals. V. Shayne Frederick, piano, keyboard. Paul Giess, trumpet. Mark Palacio, double bass, electric bass. Lance Gamble, drums.
Executive Producer: Yolanda Palacio. Co-Executive Producer: Mark Palacio. Recorded by Tyler McClure at WRTI-FM. Mixed by Michael Cumming. Mastered by Tom Scheponik.
Paul Giess reimagines hymns and spirituals in a refreshing, uplifting way. Features the healing vocals of V. Shayne Frederick. Yolanda Wisher & The Afroeaters
Poet Douglas Kearney and composer/producer/drummer Val Jeanty link up for a a compelling LP that feels like the written word come to life. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2021
