from by Gabriel Mortali



We can see that you’ve got all what lies that you ought; all what poses you might like.
Hand to you heart, and begin with the start to humor motions you might have found.

Excuses you’ve sewn in your gut.
Seven keys, as many cuts.
Truth is an hour or a touch.

It is skin, it is stone, it is snow, it is bone. Brightest death, it is low light to which blood of your throat, the furrow of your nose turn to cast all the sin behind.

Two-by-two lead a boat to a bark, rotting leaves in an autumn arc.
The sooth in the glade of our run.

With an animal’s own coat, holy ears, blank step.

Hand to your heart.
It is coal, what you are.
Triggered motions you might have found.


from Glaucus, released March 14, 2017



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Gabriel Mortali New Haven, Connecticut

Gabriel Mortali is a singer-songwriter whose musical endeavors have been greatly influenced by the titans of acoustic guitar and rock-and-roll, and have also been pitched in one direction or another by those of smaller stature in genres not quite as defined. His approach is simple and soulful. His words, often cryptic and sparse, are there to reach the listener perhaps only in fragments. ... more

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