Hazel Delehey – I Am Searching


Hazel Delehey – story source
Malcolm Brooks – musical sherpa
 
Hazel Delehey senses there is something for her to find, far away from her familiar hometown.
 
I am searching for something
No idea what it is
I am searching for something
And so I’ll go
Ten thousand, two hundred feet high
 
I want to see more than home
Have to go find out what’s there
 
I am searching for something
No idea what it is
I am searching for something
And so I’ll go
Ten thousand, two hundred feet high
 
Trusting, not knowing anyone
Maybe strangers can be best friends
 
I am searching for something
No idea what it is
I am searching for something
And so I’ll go
Ten thousand, two hundred feet high

 

Androulla Shati & Melodi Var Öngel – Suli and I



Androulla Shati, story source, and Melodi Var Öngel, musical sherpa and vocalist, at the Home for Cooperation in the buffer zone in Nicosia, Cyprus.
 

Joaquin Contreras – guitar

Michael Barajas – accordion


Suli and I
Androulla Shati tells of a childhood when Greek Cypriots and Turkish Cypriots would play together.
 
Dali, my village
The only one left with people
For centuries
People lived in peace
Together
 
My house was between
A church and a mosque
Sharing each other’s
Joy and sorrow
Every moment
 
Where I was born
A Turkish Cypriot house
Stood on our land
It became my home
 
When my mom went out to the field
She used to take me to
Kezban and his son Suli
They became my family
 
Suli and I
We played all day tirelessly
 
There was a well
Water flowing in the ditch
Suli and I were making boats
Wandering around without shoes
 
We were around seven
Something tragic happened
Kezban, Suli’s mom, died
They migrated to England
 
The house which was home for me
Suddenly became a big black hole
Couldn’t pass the empty house
Going around, around and around
 
Suli and I
We played all day tirelessly
 
Many years have passed
One day I was in London
Suddenly I saw
There was Suli and his father
 
We promised that we would meet again
But we never met, we never met
 
Suli and I
We played all day tirelessly


Caleb Edwards – Conquering the City



Caleb Edwards – story source, keyboards, vocals, drums
 

Will Foote – vocals

Malcolm Brooks – musical sherpa, bass
 


Alone in a foreign city, Caleb Edwards discovers things about the culture and about himself.
 
I could see the cathedral
Its two great pillars
Shooting up to the sky
I climbed up the musty steps
The stairs went on and on
When I finally reached the top
I looked out at my hotel
And the river, the bakery
Going down was harder than the climb
 
I let out a sigh
I said said Hey, that wasn’t so bad
Threw my backpack over one shoulder
I felt like I was conquering the city
 
I walked to the bakery
I stared at the menu
I only knew a few words
I was nervous to talk
Cause they don’t speak like me
Now what did she say?
I mumbled a few words
And she nodded, I smiled
Holding my breath through that whole time
 
I let out a sigh….
 
If I got in trouble who would help me
I was on my own
It was starting to get late
So I headed for the hotel
As I walked through the doors
I looked back and saw the city behind me
 
I let out a sigh….



 
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Melodi Var Ongel – One of My Best Moments




Melodi Var Ongel – story source, vocal
Adana, Turkey
 

Malcolm Brooks – musical sherpa, guitar
 
 
Additional iPhone recordings:
First Additional iPhone Recording:

Melodi Var Ongel, Jillian Galloway – Vocal
Malcolm Brooks – Guitar
Warren Galloway – Guitar
Peter Galloway – Violin
 
Second Additional iPhone Recording:

Hazel Delehey, Melodi Var Ongel- Vocal
Malcolm Brooks- Guitar
Chris Finn- Guitar
Hazel Delehey- Guitar
Richard Fischer- Guitar
Hudson Finn- Piano
 


One of My Best Moments (iPhone recording)
In the middle of stressful exams, Melodi’s parents give her a surprise.

Senior year
So stressful and tiring
Had to pass the exams
I look lost
My eyes are closing
Head is going down fast
 
In the middle of the struggle
My parents have a surprise
My 18th birthday is coming soon
They say, Let’s go to Germany
My 18th birthday is coming soon
We are on our way
 
I was listening
To a rock band
When we came to Berlin
There was a car
In front of the bar
It was the group I loved
 
My dad ran over to the car
And waved to the band
My dad ran over and kindly asked
If we could take a photograph
Happy birthday to me
With my favorite band
 
In the concert they sang
Happy birthday to me
They gave me a record
They signed it with their names
To see them, to talk with them
In my life, in my life
One of my best moments


Rebecca Phifer – Bay Chamber – Carnegie Hall Lullaby Project – My Whole Love, My Whole Life




Rebecca Phifer – story source (with Manny and two-week old Phoebe)

Nate Martin – musical sherpa, bass, vocals

Chloë Isis – musical sherpa, vocals


Rebecca Phifer tells Nate Martin and Chloë Isis about her early experiences with her daughter Phoebe, and a song emerges.
 
Pretty as a bug
Pink ladbybug p.j.s
First time I held
You in my arms
My whole love, my whole life
My whole love, my whole life
 
Sleeping on my chest
Caring for my child
Most beautiful thing
I’ve ever done
My whole love, my whole life
My whole love, my whole life


Mia Bertelli – Whisky



Mia Bertelli – story source, vocals
Santa Fe, New Mexico
 

Will Foote, Alex Wilder – musical sherpa, vocals
Will Foote – musical sherpa, vocals
Jamie Oshima – guitar

Malcolm Brooks – bass
 
Produced by Alex Wilder
 


(I Don’t Even Like) Whisky
 
Mia Bertelli heads to New York and finds some surprises about the city and herself.
 
They told me, “Look up Jimmy’s no. 43”
I could hear the sounds of singing, but the entrance wasn’t clear
Iron bars in front, stairs that just went down
And this fellow smoking a cigarette
 
I don’t even like whisky
But your eyes are green
And there is a kindness about
The way you seem
 
It turns out the bartender was the one I’d seen
I got avocado tacos, listened to the people sing
I sang a few myself, I was going to leave
He said, “What about a whisky ‘fore you go?”
 
I don’t even like whisky…
 
I had no money but he said, “No, it’s on me”
He poured me samples, one at a time
His sister came in with a friend to have a beer
He talked like he’d known us all for years
 
I don’t even like whisky…
 
He walked his sister home, and me, I got lost
We dispersed into the grid, walking off into the night
I tried to make sense of the pattern of the streets
But I didn’t mind
Getting lost is fine…
 
I don’t even like whisky
But your eyes are green
And there is a kindness about
The way you seem
And there is a kindness about
You
 


Joaquín Contreras – Little More Better




Joaquin Contreras – story source, guitar


Alex Wilder – musical sherpa, upright bass, vocals


Chloë Isis, Will Foote – musical sherpas, vocals
 
Songs with Joaquin

I Just Came to Pray
 


Little More Better – live two-track recording
 
After leaving Home for school, Joaquin wrestles with being away from his family after three of his relatives perish in a shooting.

 

My grandfather used to drive me
to school every morning,
He loved to listen to the blues
I know he’d have wanted me to go
 
Now I’m far from home
Then I remember his voice
That sweet lovin’ sound
And I feel a little more better
 
My uncle always had
a good attitude in life
And told me “do something you love
and you’ll be alright.”
 
Now I’m far from home
Then I remember his voice
That sweet lovin’ sound
And I feel a little more better
 
22, still so young
My cousin didn’t deserve it
He had two little girls
He had a lot going for him
 
A kid went into the shop that day
Took their lives with a gun
It broke my family’s hearts
Every single one
 
Now I’m far from home
Then I remember his voice
That sweet lovin’ sound
And I feel a little more better
 
Now I’m far from home
Then I remember his voice
That sweet lovin’ sound
And I feel a little more better

 
 


Ariane Curtin-Bowen – Taking a Moment



Ariane Curtin-Bowen – story source
Quincy, Massachusetts

Chloë Isis
– vocals

Alex Wilder – piano, bass, vocals

Rohan Edwards – musical sherpa

Jeb Smereck – acoustic guitar

Malcolm Brooks – musical sherpa, classical guitar
 
Bridge melody by Will Foote, Chloë Isis, Alex Wilder, and Malcolm Brooks
 
Produced by Alex Wilder
 


Taking a Moment
Born to parents with opposite temperaments, Ariane Curtin-Bowen asks herself whether she takes after her mother or her father.
 
With my mom we stand in one spot
For five minutes and take in the view
With my dad, he’d go shopping
While I do like the feeling of moving on
For five minutes or longer
I prefer taking a moment
 
I remember at Disney World
A tram went round in a circle
I rode over and over
While I do like the feeling of moving on
For five minutes or longer
I prefer taking a moment
 
There’s a difference between being peaceful
And doing nothing at all
I prefer taking a moment
Before the moment is gone
 
When I went to Deer Island with you
We would stop and look at the fog
We would stop, watch the ocean
While I do like the feeling of moving on
For five minutes or longer
I prefer taking a moment



Grace Tamlyn – Cat Sitting



Grace Tamlyn, Houston, Texas
story source

Chloë Isis – musical sherpa, vocals

Olivia Goodwin-Cook – backing vocals

Clio Berta – vocal arrangement

Alex Wilder – bass, keyboard

Malcolm Brooks – musical sherpa, guitar
 
Produced by Alex Wilder
 


Cat Sitting
Grace Tamlyn vacillates between compassion and ambivalence. She raises the question, can you care for someone even if they never care back?
 
The cat was never playful
But I was getting paid
A friend came over
The cat bit my friend
So she didn’t come over again
 
So I always cat sit in the summer
I did this for what felt like six years
Never spent much time with the cat
Till the day he died
Never spent much time with the cat
I was told to play with him
But he napped the whole time
 
I would try to pet him
And he would try to bite
Why are you trying to bite me?
I’m just being nice
Am I just a stranger in the house
 
So I always cat sit in the summer
I did this for what felt like six years
Never spent much time with the cat
Till the day he died
Never spent much time with the cat
I was told to play with him
But he napped the whole time
 
He sits in the house
All day by himself
I think he was angry
His mom wasn’t home
 
He would greet me,
With his meow
I’ve never been a cat person
He was really loud
I could be a cat person but I just I don’t want to.
 
So I always cat sit in the summer
I did this for what felt like six years
Never spent much time with the cat
Till the day he died
Never spent much time with the cat
I was told to play with him
But he napped the whole time
But he napped the whole time