Liner Notes:
This is not about joy or resilience. Things change. They change again. When we move like earth, breathe like sky, wind, cumulus-we begin to take up space and inhabit what it means to be human-this is Watani 77.
The interruptions, the incarcerations, the incineration everything they have done. Listen and you will remember what has happened here. Before. And love everlasting and infinite. Take it in. Listen. Listen. Again. Tarik Kazaleh lets you know what it feels like to be home. The beginning of the day, rise of the sun. The breath of Iiving in the here and now. Here comes the sun, again, setting across the waters.
Listen, feel the lands and the People all of their feelings that differ from your own while being held by the same experience. Improvisation is freedom. Listen (and know) you are a small part of the timeline, not time itself.
Listen [and feel) the whole story—-before this seventy-seven year stretch. What exists after occupation.
Listen, and acknowledge your interconnection to al who have ever crafted a nobe, uttered song from their throats for Palestine. Listen, and feel (again) in your body, movement—migrations and exiles. Feel lite itself, birth and death and return, again.
Watani 77 wil call your heart our reminding you af your complicit normalization of the presence of an overculture-lulled by its repeating. Watani 77 deepens your understanding of what i means to bear witness. Bear it.
Occupation interrupts; resistance has its own rhythm-it carries, opens the portal for ancestral knowledges of freedoms to come through; to be understood. Hekd Hold on. Listen.
Listen and find yourself reflecting on everything that has ever been lost (in your own life too). These worlds. Palestine(s). Dur future claps her hands to out through the scars of our conditioning. She makes room for more.
Is it Tarik's grief? Is he making a language for al of aur grieving held by his love? Feel all of your feelings: joy, sorrow, anger; grief, rage, confusion and become aware-how the pauses help you to endure and move through. Mourn. Cultivate. Conjure.
This opus is medicine, offering and map-a cartography of sounds and histories. It is personal and it is systemic
Palestine is free. Listen to Watani 77, now it's your turn to know freedom.
M. Carmen Lane 2025
Liner Notes:
This is not about joy or resilience. Things change. They change again. When we move like earth, breathe like sky, wind, cumulus-we begin to take up space and inhabit what it means to be human-this is Watani 77.
The interruptions, the incarcerations, the incineration everything they have done. Listen and you will remember what has happened here. Before. And love everlasting and infinite. Take it in. Listen. Listen. Again. Tarik Kazaleh lets you know what it feels like to be home. The beginning of the day, rise of the sun. The breath of Iiving in the here and now. Here comes the sun, again, setting across the waters.
Listen, feel the lands and the People all of their feelings that differ from your own while being held by the same experience. Improvisation is freedom. Listen (and know) you are a small part of the timeline, not time itself.
Listen [and feel) the whole story—-before this seventy-seven year stretch. What exists after occupation.
Listen, and acknowledge your interconnection to al who have ever crafted a nobe, uttered song from their throats for Palestine. Listen, and feel (again) in your body, movement—migrations and exiles. Feel lite itself, birth and death and return, again.
Watani 77 wil call your heart our reminding you af your complicit normalization of the presence of an overculture-lulled by its repeating. Watani 77 deepens your understanding of what i means to bear witness. Bear it.
Occupation interrupts; resistance has its own rhythm-it carries, opens the portal for ancestral knowledges of freedoms to come through; to be understood. Hekd Hold on. Listen.
Listen and find yourself reflecting on everything that has ever been lost (in your own life too). These worlds. Palestine(s). Dur future claps her hands to out through the scars of our conditioning. She makes room for more.
Is it Tarik's grief? Is he making a language for al of aur grieving held by his love? Feel all of your feelings: joy, sorrow, anger; grief, rage, confusion and become aware-how the pauses help you to endure and move through. Mourn. Cultivate. Conjure.
This opus is medicine, offering and map-a cartography of sounds and histories. It is personal and it is systemic
Palestine is free. Listen to Watani 77, now it's your turn to know freedom.
M. Carmen Lane 2025
