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Some Holy Longing

by Stephanie Cherote

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    Stephanie Cherote's debut album SOME HOLY LONGING, limited edition. Classic black vinyl in a gatefold jacket featuring all song lyrics.

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1.
Summer Love 04:08
I watch summer lovers playing in the sunshine, I pray for one of my own. We'd build pretty castles, I would wear a pink bikini. We could watch boats come in and go But I just swim in circles under skies of blue, I walk home the long way, hoping I’ll bump into A summer love, a summer love, where are you? Maybe after tomorrow when the tide has had its way, maybe it will leave a heart I can claim. If I bow down to the sunshine, will it bathe me in forgiveness? Will it shed some light on all that I've misplaced? But as sure as tides will change, and as long as light will leave. The solitude remains and the seasons come between My summer love, my summer love, and me When the dark falls like a curtain, when the black forbids the blue. Will the longing leave the light I left for you? When will you learn your part, and offer me a heart? When will you learn your part? Some are buried in contentment, some are bound to what they knew, some are caught beneath the shelter, some are stuck above the view Summer love, summer love, summer love, where are you?
2.
What Becomes Of The Things I’ve Seen? I've seen you laugh at me, cry to me, see through me, lie to me, crawl from your skin. I've seen the night taken from you and day fall upon you, nowhere to begin. I've seen you curled up in caves with no cards left to raise, no secrets untold. Seen you swallow your sword stained in blood and withdrawn like a fox in a hole Now, I envy the things, that to whom you resigned, to whom you gave in. To the space between the mountains, to the call of the wind Now, I envy the sea That pulled you in, left me your skin Now, I envy the wind That called your name, left me your stain It’s heavy, all the images in me What become of the things I’ve seen? I watched you through every window I wanted you to know, I felt deprived of your mention. I watched the circles consume you and crowds that pursued you, always got your attention. I watched the worm start to turn when the lesson was learned, but the need would persist. Every end finally failed grew another restless tail, but the head was dismissed. Now, I envy the things, that you didn’t deny, you didn’t resist. To the howl of the moon, to the fingers of the leaves. Now, I envy the sea That pulled you in, left me your skin Now, I envy the wind That called your name, left me your stain It’s heavy, all the images in me What becomes? I’d trade all these imaginings to be the night that led you in and left me with the things I’ve seen
3.
Faces 04:58
I left the door wide open And abandoned all my truths I left a shadow of myself An elephant in your room Now the bitter winds will take me To the trenches where I'll lay my failed love I felt so out of my own depths In your water, in your head I couldn't stand beside you So I came to awkwardly resent And I felt guilty for deceiving you Every time I said I needed you I never needed you Faces I was wearing For you baby I confess I know you loved me better When you knew me less But these dreams, sweet dreams of you Linger on my pillow Long enough to haunt me Sweet dreams of you Still I wanted you to want me Shamelessly the way you did But all my suffering and self-doubt Bit off every nerve you hit I was defensive, you were just a man I bit the only hand that would feed me Faces I was wearing Lost inside the glove Wrestled you for answers Rested on your love But these dreams, sweet dreams of you Linger on my pillow Long enough to haunt me Sweet dreams of you I never could come clean with all my secrets, all my shame I tried to bury them like words, but they came up in the rain Now I know a rose will die alone “Til it shows its thorns that it has grown And you can see it But these dreams, sweet dreams of you Linger on my pillow Long enough to haunt me Sweet dreams of you I left the door wide open And abandoned all my truths I left a shadow of myself An elephant in your room
4.
The Hours 04:12
Lose every evening to the hours that suspend me in between, certainty of end of day and the unforeseen Lose every morning to your shadow drawn beside me you’ve become, a stain upon the pavement I cannot outrun Lose you again through every season, with each turn I shed my doubt. Still I'm a tree that weeps when leaves it stands without I've sunk beneath a silent storm, filled the circles of my eyes. I’ve turned into a longing creature I no longer recognize I've stretched my skin from head to toe, concealed everything that's grown. I've sheltered you inside the garden, a garden of my bones I've waited for the water's rise to take your name into another tide. I've folded you into a bottle so you could float from my mind When will I lose myself so I can finally lose you? When will I lose myself so I can finally lose you? When will I lose myself so I can finally lose you?
5.
To Be True 04:17
Lover lover, lover, I will give into you now, I'll put your heart above me and I’ll let my own fall out. Standing like two stubborn pillars, breaking at our knees. Remember me as someone who you loved but did defeat Followed you through changes silently upon your wake, heard you cry for mercy to the ocean in your way. Bitterness I felt for you, rippled through the clear. Mourned you for your anchored grief, sailed upon your tears Your love was all I ever needed to be true Your love was all I ever needed to be true Your love was all I ever needed to be true You were always talking about better days to come, have you conquered the horizon, have you stumbled upon one? You never knew your sorrow was the master of your fate, you never understood the sadness in the concept of better days Your love was all I ever needed to be true Your love was all I ever needed to be true Your love was all I ever needed to be true I became the bee tryna' make peace with a beast, pierced the skin that plagued you in your swollen grief. I lost myself to save your health, to bring you back, keep you on some steady track. I surrendered to your pride, broke the pillars, cut the line. Was it all for the contentment that I lack?
6.
You Who Knew 04:11
Have you forgotten what you came here to do? It was you who intended to sleep in the womb, you who designed the vastness. Now you flounder through It was you who dreamed the darkness now you wrestle in, and the night feels like a stranger’s skin. You who held an image of love, forever held it in Did you know? It was you who knew what you came here to do It was you who knew what you came here to do It was you who fled from the sea to the land, now you stumble to salvation on the map of god’s hand. You who never could relate defeat, with what you did command Did you know? It was you who knew what you came here to do It was you who knew what you came here to do Now you seek console as you cast out despair, now you search for doorways through the dull of your stare. You who decided the roads paved in doubt, You who imagined the with and without
7.
I keep my ear against the door, just like a shell wed to the shore. Your melody, it beckons me, what else can I do? But I sink into a voiceless sea. You, forever elude me My feet have dragged me through the leaves, to trace your scent inside the breeze. It brushes my mood, with empathy, like you used to. But I’m lost inside the colour green. You, forever elude me Lines drawn vague gently wash away. Lines drawn beneath, burdens that I keep. I have worn your fingerprint so deep in me, forever your memory eludes me My limbs have drifted off the page, to search for skin that I misplaced. A tenderness, awkwardly, tangled up in modesty. That’s the only way you knew, sheltering the things that grew
8.
I watched you sleep In your darkest room I saw the light pour in And scatter shadows on your skin I fed you from a heavy hand With a weightless spoon And heard you try to sing my praise But you were always out of tune How could I know? What could I do to show? My love Love I guess it don’t make much sense You won the fight but lost the dance I guess it don’t matter anymore ‘Cause you threw it in And walked out the door The door Well don’t you wish you played it out? Look at you now You’re just floating around And don’t you wish you thought it through? A colourful man has been turned to blue All Because Of You
9.
Crazy Man 04:10
For a while I knew you as one of my everything, before I understood, life will take what it brings. What happened to you? Look at what this world can do, now you're suffering, now you're wearing everything I fell in love with a crazy man, he showed me to my knees I fell in love with a crazy man, he showed me to my knees I was looking for you way back then, I was lost in the palm of your hand I hope you're holding someone new, above the bar you held me to. The signs of your misuse, they keep me bound to things I can't undo. Like bitterness that burns, like snow, you keep me bound to blame I can't outgrow. And I couldn't run, ‘til we came undone I fell in love with a crazy man, he showed me to my knees I fell in love with a crazy man, he showed me to my knees I want to be a good woman, don’t want to die in your arms I watched you shake, I swallowed all the lies you threw my way. I was the pigeon you fed, you were needless, you said you needed anything other than me, I miss your trembling hands I fell in love with a crazy man, he showed me to my knees I fell in love with a crazy man, he showed me to my knees I was hoping one day we’d make amends. But now I understand, you’re just a crazy man
10.
Are you just another will-less, weakened man? Covered up in thorns and feathers, craving for the cup of someone’s hand. Tortured by your limbs that turned fruitless, now you linger in the branches of endurance. Rested in thought. That every flightless crow will tempt the wings of a sparrow. Who am I? Who am I? Am I just another willing wasted woman? Measured by the grip of your hand? Am I worthy only when I am a hunger? Am I who I am only when I am the eyes for your blindness? The voice that rescues every begging silence. Who am I? The ways of men are narrow, am I just the bow that bends to shoot the arrow, just a sparrow? Without the weight of the wings, beneath the sorrow of a flightless crow Who am I? Who am I? Who am I?
11.
I’ve followed stitches through fields, faithfully sewn. Waist-high in spears piercing sunlight and parts I’ve disowned. Scattered my thoughts leaving trails of winter’s blow, traded my threads for the blanket of New York snow I’ve locked myself in a tower like a righteous recluse. Couldn’t come down from my own convictions, so I let the rope hang loose. I was hanging by a thread on every word I’d said Oh, the places we have gone Oh, the places we have gone Me & My Longing I’ve hailed the wind with my suitcase and grief, ridden the wake of another lost tumbleweed. Wrapped in the arms of fatigue, some holy longing sheltered me I’ve drawn my sword to the kings who have beckoned my beauty, resisted and ran from the man who saw right through me. I’ve belonged to the grip of a cold heart’s desire, offered myself to the night and danced in the fire Oh, the places we have gone Oh, the places we have gone Me & My Longing I’ve taken my troubles to the voiceless sea, back to the silence I thought would comfort me. But all was dark, all was loud. My mind a mirror of the clouds I drifted away long before you caught sight, like an unguarded watchtower I vacated the night. Back to my mother’s, back to the womb, back to the silence of my youthless room Oh, the places we have gone Oh, the places we have gone Me & My Longing

about

Akin to a coming-of-age story, Stephanie Cherote moved to New York City where a semi-converted laundromat became her home and an urgency to write instructed a momentous course for the singer/songwriter. She turned inward to mine the field of emotional matter and service it to the materialisation of songs.
Tucked away in East Village cafes, Cherote snatched the city’s quiet mornings to gather lyrics on paper before heading home to interweave her musings with fingerpicked guitar. Whilst working a day-job, she listened to 60s Disney soundtracks; compositions possessed by wild string arrangements and soaked in an otherworldly mystique. These recordings inspired a sound palate for Cherote's album that bridges folk traditions with elaborate orchestral arrangements.
Performing her songs at open mic nights in NYC ensued when; the timely attendance of composer and producer Brian Trahan sparked a collaboration that would provide the depth of field that Stephanie had imagined for the album. “Up until that point I had been stubbornly self-sufficient. I was satisfied writing the string parts with ordinary sample sounds and imagining their potential. I felt hesitant about letting anyone into the process but Brian’s sensitivity to where I was at, and his excitement to colour the bare bones of my songs was a necessary interruption”.
Brian took part in arranging strings for the album as well as the additional embellishments of piano, harp, theremin, and percussion.

Returning to Australia, Stephanie lived remotely in an off-the-grid cabin in Northern NSW. Whilst foraging for words and notes to finish writing the album, she conducted a crowd-funding campaign to garner the money for recording costs. In three months, she raised twenty thousand dollars, scheduled recording time at Australia’s iconic recording studio; The Grove, assembled a twelve-piece orchestra with members of the Australian Chamber Orchestra, and amassed a captive online audience.

Joined by Brian Trahan & her brother Daniel Cherote (guitar, vocals), Stephanie arrived at The Grove poised and prepared. Carrying the essence of the writing process, raw vocal and guitar performances were captured and then a ferocious orchestral session concluded the seven-day recording schedule.

The album reveals the commentary that simmers within the depths of one’s existential restlessness; chewing on a language that reflects, condemns, disowns, reclaims, and reconciles. Lyrically spun melodies reside within delicate webs of acoustic guitar, backlit by luminous orchestral arrangements that morph like the imaginings of a child. It is a body of work that wears a prominent human stain; punctuated by intuitive nuances and a reaching-for that is deficient in today's vastly airbrushed music. It stretches away from the mainland of palatable music and is a beacon to the perceptive, poetic-spirited listener.

Upon completion of the record, Stephanie signed a worldwide publishing deal with Australia & New Zealand’s leading independent music publishers; Native Tongue Music Publishing.
The album was released in April, 2022 garnering impressive Australian media attention. The Guardian described track five To Be True, "one of the most singular recordings heard in years" and the LP in its entirety "a masterpiece".

credits

released January 4, 2022

All songs written by Stephanie Cherote except All Because Of You, written by Daniel Cherote
Recorded at The Grove, Sydney
Produced by Brian Trahan & Stephanie Cherote
Engineered by Brian Trahan
Assistant Engineering by Callum Howell
Mixed by Robert Muinos at Sauna Studios, Melbourne
Mastered by John Davis at Metropolitan Mastering, London

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