it’s where we turn on the lights

a sun angle here

below where chill can reach yeah

above where stillness falls like fog

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REVERIES 21 #66 "winter two"
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winter two just around the corner

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REVERIES 21 #64 "winter one"
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lest you be lookin’

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REVERIES 21 #63 "the answer"
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the best guessin’

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REVERIES 21 #64 "the question"
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o more

or more like

follow me down to the great charade

won’t you follow me down

on a downbound

duracell bunny

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REVERIES 21 #62 "the great charade"
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wash alllllll your sins away

for free!

with me

nakedly, dastardly, bastard me

has been me

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REVERIES 21 #58 "wash wash"
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I’ll swim and sing with you
if you want me

not if you want me too

if you want me

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REVERIES 21 #58 "spirit realm"
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on that night ship

the late night swells

navigating through

hellos and farewells

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REVERIES 21 #57 "toss 'n' turn"
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hey everyone

be careful

out there

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REVERIES 21 #56 "what you wish for"
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a shadow on the hillside

your own

the sun setting

a “normal” day

wish-ish to make believe in

hero you

hero true

shadow you

and persevere

no more

pursue engage

with swiftness

with the proper sage rage

oh well alas

we turn the corner and become

one with musicbox

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REVERIES 21 #53 "hero-ish"
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part of this series of piano pomes.

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REVERIES 21 #51 "pome"
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schooled by

it the

quest

of quests

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REVERIES 21 #50 "home schooled"
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playing piano and pretending I can play piano is one of my favorite things and maybe is the earliest that music became “my thing”… I remember having what I thought were (and were most definitely not) good sessions on my Grandpa’s yellow piano when I was pretty young… maybe six.

this is not that piano, but the feeling I got from recording these was similar.

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REVERIES 21 #49 "home steady"
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back to no home home

back to unknown

wander and wander

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REVERIES 21 #48 Part 1 "home again no home"
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enter a new season

anew

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REVERIES 21 #47 "quest"
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wishing I was

able to see

you right now

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REVERIES 21 #45 "archetype"
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is it

really

you or

is it really

me thinking of you

again

again in the day

again in the night

again in a song

again in my fright

again in the missing

is it you

or a missing piece of me?

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REVERIES 21 #44 "there is no you"
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only you

and this sound

and you know

like

the time taken

the the mind makin’

the fine place of

a you that is

this song

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REVERIES 21 #43 "there is no me"
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passing by

feeling shy

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REVERIES 21 #41 "flying over"
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a place of

respite

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REVERIES 21 #39 "soft valley"
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nearly there nearly there

so real

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REVERIES #38 "virtual emotion"
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am always wanting to mark this apex

in a way

that is

as though

reverb of light

echo of light

trailing light

can traverse through

next

I never manage the right reverence though

I can’t fling things forward

except to hope

and hope is not light

hope is probably made of light

but it isn’t light

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a cycle upon a cycle an end a beginning a climax a relentless turn

each song

a life

each life

a death

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REVERIES 21 #36 "relentless"
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a secret perhaps

a dream of twins

latent wild

fire

on the tip of everything’s tongue

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REVERIES 21 #35 "hidden away"
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it’s the only way to win!

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REVERIES 21 #35 "retreat again"
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repentive

why so

replace ing

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REVERIES 21 #34 "defensive"
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a begin again

a prayer

prayer a

plan b

a plan to see

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REVERIES 21 #32 "contemplative"
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t

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REVERIES 21 #31 "i don't know how to express my emotions"
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here we are in the reprieve

such a nice place to be

leave

if you believe me

when I say

hey hey

baby

here we are in the recalled

where the night becomes a walled

garden and your dreams

repeat

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REVERIES 21 #29 "a reprieve"
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I choose

this

evening

a way to take away

away to

take away

a moment in your place

a moment in space

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REVERIES 21 #25 "take"
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climbing up that river valley

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REVERIES 21 #23 "boulder"
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I was most good at

believing

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REVERIES 21 #18 "i believed"
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went on a journey to see

what became of me

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REVERIES 21 #17 "purge"
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Whatever whatever whatever

faith

next

go go

no thinks

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REVERIES 21 #16 "i will not abandon you, dreams"
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these things that are beginning

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REVERIES 21 #14 "spring spring spring"
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what am I doing?

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REVERIES 21 #12 "forgotten"
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missed under

stood firm

wish asunder

good

next

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REVERIES 21 #10 "misunderstood"
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yes there are nine… there are actually so so so many that I wish I was sharing with you right now. but. strange times. strange times.

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REVERIES 21 #9 "misfire"
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I’m behind I’m behind the times!

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REVERIES 21 #2 "the show must go on"
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couldn’t type

discipline

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REVERIES 20 #63 "disciple"
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falling back into a dream

a continuity

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REVERIES 20 #57 "occult"
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btw I am trying to put out some live action action for you. hope you enjoy.

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it’s getting hot

in there

somewhere

a river of delusion

a confusion

rushes over

like all news all the time

purposeful, deranging

underneath, the molten core

inside all the burning

a side affect of the turning

looking for to

volcano

looking for to

meld

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REVERIES 20 #54 "furnace"
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here’s your gritty meditation for forever

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REVERIES 20 #53 "endless resolution"
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everything you believed in

everything you held true

brought back down

by

any external force

nah.

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REVERIES 20 #52 "a dismantling"
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at least we are together, put it on repeat let’s stay here forever.

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dust the brush away the noise in the loop sequence in the clouds is making me feel excuse me while ish

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by Eric Lee Dickerson

I had a front row seat to the writing, recording and production of TWO SPIRITS… a rarity in the socially distanced times it was made within. Luke and his wife stayed with my wife and I on our homestead during the months of lockdown due to the Coronavirus pandemic. My co-producer credit on this album comes more from my hosting, conversation, critiquing, and facilitating than from any actual “producing” of the album. But as this album took shape, I started realizing that it was going to be the soundtrack of this strange yet beautiful time in my life. A time contrasted by great turmoil and suffering around the world… yet a time of closeness and sharing between two couples who after decades of close friendship would be living together for many months. 

Listen to and share TWO SPIRITS

This led to the realization that the album could be a soundtrack for many other people around the world. While the album on its face is never too “on the nose” about the ideas it’s exploring…. with just a little hint of its themes, a complex discussion, full of conflicting duality emerges. 

It is because of this desire to peel back the curtain a bit, that I took my only producer privilege and interviewed Luke about the themes and meanings of the album and then wrote the following liner notes. 

Backup vocalists in between takes. You can hear the sounds of the homestead in the background of almost every track.

In March of 2020, as COVID 19 began gripping Los Angeles and “shelter in place” orders were expected, Janela packed up his guitar and minimal recording equipment to quarantine with his wife on a friend’s homestead in Northern California. At the time, like the rest of the world, he expected things would go back to normal in 2-4 weeks. 4 months later, he wrapped up production on this album, still in quarantine on the homestead. 

TWO SPIRITS was forged by the limitations and emotions imposed by lockdown. It was largely recorded on second rate instruments; a drum set that had been sitting in a shed for a quarter century and a 115 year old piano that was badly out of tune. Appropriately, it was recorded in a makeshift studio Janela pieced together in an old school bus that was parked on the homestead. 

Inside the school bus makeshift recording studio

The result is an album that sounds and feels quite different than any of Janela’s previous releases. Adding yet another dimension to a multi-faceted canon of work spanning over 20 years. The album is full of dualities, contrasts and even contradictions of itself. It is rich and full of life while also being sparse, stark, and mournful.

The songs were the first fruits of a new approach to songwriting for Janela. He started the writing process with lyrical themes and writing lyrics before melodies and harmonies. “I generally have always started with a melody and fit lyrics around it, not concerned with any specific story, and especially not a story within a larger theme… not consciously at least.” he said “I was very conscious of unifying ideas and tying up loose ends this time around.”

The very first draft of the very first song. Writing chords and melodies to lyrics instead of the other way around led to a much more folk influenced sound… though not by design.

The theme that emerged for Two Spirits was a woven tapestry with three main threads: from the beauty of nature that surrounded his quarantine environment; the fear, sorrow and uncertainty of living through a global pandemic; and a secular theological curiosity of the stories of Catholic Holy Week. 

“Is there a reason, outside of religion, that rites and stories like these persist?”

Janela explains, “My birthday fell close Easter this year and I saw on my calendar that it was “Palm Sunday” while writing in my journal… I grew up Catholic, was an altar boy, so Holy Week was a big deal. Back then, as a kid, I heard the stories and had a vague idea what each day represented. But I had never really revisited them as an adult… what were the stories really about? What would I think of them as an adult who hadn’t sat through a mass for a few decades? Is there a reason, outside of religion, that rites and stories like these persist?”

The result of that thematic tapestry is an album that stands out as a heartfelt expression of an artist wrestling with the discord of modernity vs the beauty of nature and humanity, through the lens of secular Bible story interpretation. Janela’s lyrics set about meshing the tragedy, triumph and reverence of two sets of stories, separated by over 2000 years of humanity and society. 

Exploring the trails with country dogs Dizzy and Bonnie.

Beyond the religious connotations, due to the time spent on a rural, working homestead, the album ends up pondering the ancient and timeless idiom of “the country mouse and the city mouse”. In the end the album seems undecided on the fable’s central question: Is a simple life in peace and safety in the country preferable to a life of luxury tinged by the chaos of the city? It’s a question Janela has always pondered for himself. “I grew up in a small town, and I know I’ll always be a country boy at heart. But I’ve always felt a relentless need to push myself outside the beautiful boundaries of where I was raised, to mix and feel the bigger world, and to feel the addictive energy of creativity congregating. And so the question of which and where is home has been a relentless one.”

Evening on the back deck at the homestead

Interlaced into these recordings there is a collage of binaural field recordings. From police car sirens racing down Sunset Blvd. in LA., to a symphony of frogs and crickets on a quiet rural night. These “found sounds” not only reinforce the themes of the album but also give it a sense of place, or rather… places. The binaural recordings along with other stereophonic production elements add a sonic depth to the album, creating a contrast against the lo-fi instruments and their recording. 

Two Spirits is a sonic journey that presents itself differently each time I hear it. Listen the first time and apply it to your own perspective of our current life and times. Listen a second time and focus in on Covid quarantine as a country mouse rather than a city mouse. On your third listen consider the ancient stories of Savior in his last days as a human being. Then “…just one more time, it was worth every dime, I had to pay in the end”…. enjoy. 

Choir, Crew, Family, Team: Kindra Hillman, Katy Unger, Eric Lee Dickerson, Grant Dickerson

Listen to TWO SPIRITS on Apple Music

Listen to TWO SPIRITS on Spotify

not in that sense. more hopeful. but also aggravated.

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when a gonna learn oh?

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