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I Keep My Feet on the Fragile Plane

by Allegra Krieger

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1.
So sorry to say I think you’re walking the wrong way Just turn around, facing the sun Walk until you start to become Somebody else, holding a flower Call it a rose, give up your power And place it at the feet Of a woman made of concrete Touching her skin, smooth and cold Wait for her smile as the day folds Into a dark, cavernous sky Something you love passes you by You’ve got to let it go Over the edge with the unknown Nothing is yours, not even the desire Protecting the meaning that you’ve acquired And attached to everything Making sense of the wiring Keeping you here, healthy and clear Safe in your room Firm in your fear
2.
I do not know what pulls me or In which way I am pulled My bed is wet with sweat And the tile floor is cold A river seeps under my door And fills up my bedroom The window breaks, five stories up And I’ll be flying soon Flying soon You said that you were waiting On the corner of the street From up above I saw you Kicking ice off the concrete The deli man was smoking As the M15 rolled by A man with a cane wavered As birds circled in the sky In the sky I thought that I was heading north But I was walking south I got so turned around The moment you opened your mouth To adorn my existence With momentary vows Navigating the silence beneath Both our furrowed brows Furrowed brows Come into my apartment And pour yourself some wine I love you for tonight And I don’t want to waste your time Your love’s all mixed up in someone else I understand But for now, I can offer you A place for it to land For it to land
3.
Cruising around it’s one constant U-turn Pedestrians crossing without concern A billboard advertising dying dreams The real estate game A selfhood to glean Long Beach, California, working at a sports bar Watching the game, red teams winning so far Everyone’s getting pissed off and drunk I’m taking a smoke break, leaning on the trunk Of a coastal oak growing out of the sidewalk Watching coastal smoke coming out of the hills Everything’s leaving just as it’s coming in Nothing in this world ever stays still Three missed calls from my Malibu pimp I was writing down an order for Boom Boom Shrimp Man, I gotta get clean when I get home Gonna wash the sheets and turn off the phone At times I’m confused, at times confounded Sometimes alone, sometimes surrounded Watching the tide roll in from the unknown While gnawing at some dead animal’s bones And a brief fulfillment sated the moment And a brief but brilliant sun touched the hills Everything’s leaving just as it’s coming in Nothing in this world ever stays still I watched my hopefulness seep out your skin Just as I learned to start loving again Layers of pain give the landscape some depth When you feel like heaven, you’re closer to death And if you feel like dancing you must let it out No room for questions, no room for doubt Watching them lower your love in the grave Nothing to cling to, no money to save As a fragile narrow creek carves the stone An agile sparrow crosses the hill Everything’s leaving just as it’s coming in Nothing in this world ever stays still
4.
Warm summer haze everywhere In it, you look so beautiful My clothes are wet from all this rain And I really don’t mind at all Getting home where I live alone Locking the door Keep a close eye on energy Let it go, watch it come back to me With every body that I hold With each memory I release For the sake of easing the ache The body bears Meeting you wherever we end up Moved by whatever’s moving us Holding a face in both my hands No need to try and understand You’re just here As soft and sincere as one can be
5.
Turn, show me your back What do you want me to do with that? I don’t want to watch everything I love leave Already forgot if you remember me or not Keeping things light Keeping the sun in sight I wanted to be more than I am Everything’s in reach But you might have to break a limb Off the tree To get a taste of something soft and sweet Oranges in the south Letting the juices drip out my mouth Filling my blood With something poisonous I wanted to be more than I am But I never get down I just throw all of my cash around Keeping things light Keeping you out of sight And I never forgot that as something grows Something else must rot So why would I try to make you turn around? I wanted to be more than I am
6.
Soft sinking light hanging on my shoulder The morning’s sweet brevity begs me to hold her Man I won’t ever get over the way that she glows Oh And in my forgetting there’s nothing to prove Just going to work without thinking of you Making a joke with a friend While flipping the table I saw something that I recognized Couldn’t quite make out its shape But i knew it was there Mm But what can you do when the silhouette wanes When pleasure and pain start to feel exactly the same Yeah, you can mess me around It’s just human nature Mm And everything comes the same way that it goes The door’s gotta open and the door’s gotta close Man it’s so hard to get over a tough memory And I saw something that I recognized Couldn’t quite make out its shape But I knew what it wanted And I had some to give
7.
Take stock of the love Lingering above you everywhere There’s a line of city pigeons Perched on the street light Telling you when to go and when to stop With the plans you made As a parade floods into the street Guess they’re all going somewhere Coming from someplace Just like the wind that keeps blowing in your face How does it feel? How does it feel? When the light turns green And a movie scene plays out in your mind Yeah I wonder what you’re seeing And if it’s the same fucked up scenario just repeating Discerning which disquieting glitch you’ll exist in today As we sip on our coffee I can’t help but smile, watching some kid dancing across the street How does it feel? How does it feel? To let it all out Putting your tongue into my mouth Before walking away I won’t be looking over my shoulder to see if you stayed But It’ll take stock of the love Lingering above me everywhere And I’ll try to hold onto One of these things And let it carry me into tomorrow
8.
Taking the train the wrong direction Looking for light, or some affection You got some nerve calling me now Don’t bring it up, I’m underground There is a place covered in vines Floral in scent, feral with signs Clutching crucifix, wielding a bat Keeping head down, walking with rats When I arrive I’m going to sing For the lightness of everything Fire and fog, sparkling stars Slow heavy sex, fast moving cars Nothing to say, no urgency Perfectly calm, terribly free
9.
Low 01:53
Gotta open up the mail Information, bills on time Keeping my apartment clean Putting my shoes in a line After work I have a drink And walk to Matthew’s down the street I love the way I don’t think When he’s fucking me Watching flocks of pigeons fly Pacing around my neighborhood Anything to pass the time Anything to feel good I won’t follow anyone around But I’ll be watching where they go I keep my feet on the ground And my expectations low
10.
Lingering 03:23
Pictures on the white walls Black mold on the ceiling There’s a man cross the street Who looks in at me And when you call in the evening There’s an old light lingering Around everything Wanted to tell you Something small and stupid But I couldn’t remember When I saw your face As I rounded the corner It smelled like piss and garbage Fifth and avenue A Don’t want to get used to How it feels to hold you Want to lose the desire To hold anything at all As the crosswalk counts down Flashing orange in the rain Crossing over Canal Well I better get home I’ve got work to do But I don’t have to do it If you wanna come too Cause I get so tired Always running around Keeping track of the time And I want to slip into that Fragile Plane Where I exist without a body or name And you meet me there For a moment Before we return to my room With pictures on the white walls And black mold on the ceiling And an old light lingering Around everything

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“I Keep My Feet on the Fragile Plane” – Allegra Krieger’s fourth record and her first with Double Double Whammy – is her most mature and alluring work yet. It contains all the signatures of her best lyricism: delicate and precise phrasings, moments that flicker between beauty and banality, meaning that forms through the accretion of observations, memories, and unexpected adages. This is an album that is at once post-theistic and devoted to a relationship with the divine, each song blinking in and out of “the fragile plane,” a place Krieger describes as “a middle ground in the universe,” both abstract and peaceful, where time, bodies, and names don’t exist.

Krieger’s peripateticism has clearly informed her songwriting. She spent her childhood on the blistering beaches and cold Catholic pews of northern Florida. Before settling in Chinatown, she drifted through suburban Pennsylvania, North Carolina, Portugal, Italy, and Ireland cleaning motel rooms, planting trees, tending bars, and picking olives. In “Terribly Free”, she walks with the rats in Manhattan; in “I Wanted to Be” she bites into a ripe orange somewhere in the south; in “Nothing in This World Ever Stays Still” she stands outside of a sports bar in LA watching coastal smoke rise from the hills; later, she describes being “moved by whatever’s moving us.”

It’s with an almost deadly self-awareness that Krieger assembles a world in which people and places leave as quickly and easily as they arrive. “I never forgot,” she tells us in “I Wanted to Be,” “that as something grows something else must rot.” Yet Krieger doesn’t linger too long in honest exhaustion. Soon, she’s drinking coffee and watching a child dance across the street. Later “a brief but brilliant sun touches the hills” and she takes on the child’s inclinations, telling us, “if you feel like dancing, you must let it out, no room for question, no room for doubt.”

Krieger initially collaborated with Luke Temple and Jeremy Harris to record her vocals and guitar to tape at Panoramic Studios in West Marin, CA. As the album continued to form, Krieger envisioned instruments – like the French and English horn (Nancy Ranger and Priscilla Reinhart), electric guitar (Jacob Drab), and pedal steel (Kevin Copeland) – as characters which would walk in and out of the soundscape. What emerged from conversations with composer Sammy Weissberg, are brass parts that have a dark, almost surreal logic: horns arise to emphasize a word or phrase, fall out completely, only to rush back with dissonant orchestrations that gesture simultaneously toward deterioration and generation. Krieger herself plays pedal steel on “I Wanted to Be,” a song which was finished at Science is Magic Studios, and takes the form of an ouroboros: the chorus feeds into itself in a seemingly endless cycle before colliding into a rising clash of Krieger’s pedal steel and Drab’s electric guitar. While Krieger takes inspiration from Elliott Smith’s honesty, Judee Sill’s cosmic reaching, and Joni Mitchell’s sharp noticing, the dream-like association, harmonic dissonance, and angular melodic ascensions in each song are singularly and delightfully Krieger’s.

“I Keep My Feet on the Fragile Plane” is a daring collection of songs by an artist who scries with both the cold glass eye of truth and the beating heart of empathy; who portrays life in all its twisted complexities and in turn makes the felt and invisible, visible.

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released July 21, 2023

CREDITS:
Music & Lyrics by Allegra Krieger
Produced by Luke Temple and Allegra Krieger
Engineered, Mixed & Mastered by Jeremy Harris
All Acoustic Guitar, Vocals & Piano by Allegra Krieger
Horn Arrangements on tracks 2, 4, 6, 7 & 8 by Sammy Weissberg
Additional Engineering by Kevin Copeland & Griffin Jennings

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Allegra Krieger New York, New York

Allegra Krieger was born in 1845 to two Selkies in the Atlantic Ocean. When occupying her human form, she resides in New York City, on the sixth floor of a hotel in east midtown. She writes songs, bad checks, love letters, and poorly formatted emails. She knows terrible things can be beautiful, too. How remarkably human!
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