Our Love Is Imagined

by rachele eve

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Ryan Lelache Haunting, beautiful folk music. "Black Magic" gives me chills. Favorite track: black magic.
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Kyrill Kosaruk Back in '09 I pre-ordered Mouth of Feathers after stumbling upon Rachele's Myspace! Her music and her voice still encaptures me today. Thank you Rachele and all the others that contributed to this beautiful music. I hope to see you play live some day!
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Our Love is Imagined // Rachele Eve

"Our Love is Imagined" was devised by Rachele Eve, Wes Lambert, Teddy Rankin-Parker, and Ben "Dirtus" White.

A Special Thanks to Wes Lambert for devoting an unimaginable amount of creativity, finesse, and guidance to this project, and to Ben and Ted for inspiring this album's sound. Your cellos complete these songs. To Tom and Lynn for lending your beautiful space for recording. I'm so glad we could capture the beautiful sounds of Michigan's forest on this record.

And to all of my family, my friends, and my one, this record is for you.


released February 18, 2014

rachele eve // acoustic guitars, vocals, percussion, air organ
teddy rankin-parker // cello
ben "dirtus" white // cello
wes lambert // percussion, electric guitars, auxiliary sounds
rhapsody snyder // harp

All Songs Written by Rachele Eve
Produced by Wes Lambert & Rachele Eve
Engineered by Wes Lambert
Recorded at Minbal in Chicago, IL and Layme Dune in Harbert, Michigan
Mastered by Kevin Blackler at Blackler Mastering, Brooklyn, NY
Album Photographs by Rachele Eve

(P) ASCAP Mouth of Feathers Publishing
©2014 Rachele Eve



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rachele eve Grand Rapids, Michigan

Rachele Eve is a fifth-generation Italian American from Detroit, Michigan-- a storyteller and an incurable romantic. The daughter of an opera singer and fine artist, the desert-rock songstress composes and performs confessional and emotionally rich songs. Her latest album,"Renunciation" drops july 4, 2017.

pre-orders available on May 15th at racheleeve.com
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Track Name: black magic
we fled to Reedsburg to the bottom of a ridge
where elms lay there dying like the ocean's swallowed ships
wild turkeys woke us, the stars screamed out at night
I saw you on that hilltop and you saw me in the light

in your empty attic hung a floating tv
behind its awful static played a vision of our dreams
I was chasing your love, you were chasing me
our heads lay by the fire, but our hunger rose from our feet

I could feel the wind
blue-blowing from the west
like the mystery of you
I'll move on

I could feel the wind
blue-blowing you away
but I followed you to Reedsburg
and I intended to stay

so I hid in the garden like a buddha unseen
scattered all around me, shells of the Marshallese
black magic on the grave of our winded love

could you feel that wind
blue-blowing you away
could you feel that wind
begging you to stay

oh I could feel that wind
blowing you away
I could feel that black magic on our grave
Track Name: o'brien
morphine, knives, and your cigarettes
you will carry your fatigue
though you try to run
from the draft you fled to the border, tucked away
"this is your country, your life blood, your story"
"the hand that feeds will also take a life"

you watch him bleed before he dies
in the field he cries for life
he cries to his son and he speaks to his ghost
"hello, goodbye"
and as his life blood drains
the story of his country stays the same

who will prepare his ghost?

now you sleep with it day and night
all you read, you write, is war
now you sleep with it day and night

who will prepare your ghost?
Track Name: old photographs
your tattooed back
my tattooed neck
we invite the gods on our skin
then threw faith into the wind

your skin had saved me
but your skin now kills me
and I carry this weight
oh I carry an ache

we woke to rain many a summer day
we walked through snow many a winter's eve
singing songs to our friends
that is how our story ends


but we were beautiful, dutiful, beauty in pictures
a beautiful pair in thought
I'm on my own way now
I'm alone in the saddest way, I'm alone in the first place

there will be a man there, there'll be a gift
locked in the pavement
I'll dig my way in
so alive in my own skin,but still weak in the threading

don't know where I'm going
don't know what I will see
don't know who I'll meet
don't know who I'll be

I see old photographs
these old photographs are haunting me
these old photograph sing and speak of the places I've been
and the time that I've spent with you,
the people that we met and the person I became because of you

because of you
Track Name: a farm in the hills
there's a farm in the hills with the space you need to comply and conform with the silence

a lover's song is a gentle breeze that I am breathing
twisted mint, lilac air

the cattle roam in the vast of your mind
they will follow you all of your life
and your heart will comply with the silence

other souls are on the search and some substances
your piles of rocks, your pile of thoughts heat in the aching sun

and you too will cool off when the moon confronts your heart
your heart will comply with the silence
Track Name: protector (the lover's cry)
I sat in silence
I ran through the grass
it was taller than I could digest

you came upon me and straightened my back
you stood a statue,
my protector protecting me

you laid me down so I could have my rest and I slept fearlessly

then posed and apart you asked that I leave you
you stood that statue,
my pretender

I couldn't save you, I ran with the dogs
we were dying and I had been lying to myself

I laid you down, the thought of us to rest,
but our kiss and the ocean-- how could they pretend?
we can lay this down, the healing lover's cry
save me no longer, just rest here beside me
Track Name: our love is imagined
if you were to leave me forever today
our love would remain in this dream-like state
of all of the places that we never knew
and all of the ways that our love could be true

if today you were forever leaving me
your eyes and mine would stay bright in my memory
of all of the places that we'd never know
and all of the land where our love could grow

so I bid farewell to the myth of our love,
spell out the words,
they're imagined like the dream that our love lives in

if you were to leave me forever today
further down the road I'd look back and blame
blame all the places that we couldn't see
then open my eyes and see all that's around me
the love that surrounds me

so I bid farewell to the myth of our love,
spell out the words,
they're imagined like the dream that our love lives in

there's a dream...