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Red Kite (Prelude) - Woodpecker Wooliams - The Bird School Of Being Human (CD, Album)

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  1. Find album reviews, stream songs, credits and award information for The Bird School of Being Human - Woodpecker Wooliams on AllMusic -
  2. View credits, reviews, tracks and shop for the CDr release of The Bird School Of Being Human on Discogs.
  3. The Bird School of Being Human, an album by Woodpecker Wooliams on Spotify We and our partners use cookies to personalize your experience, to show you ads based on your interests, and for measurement and analytics purposes.
  4. Woodpecker Wooliams – The Bird School of Being Human (Robot Elephant Records) CD / LP / DL Released 24 September Enter the captivating and odd world of Woodpecker Wooliams through her new album full of delicate melodies and disturbing subject matter from the Devon-based singer songwriter.Ã Â Woodpecker Wooliams is Gemma Williams.
  5. Sep 10,  · Red Kite - Prelude, a song by Woodpecker Wooliams on Spotify. you agree to our use of cookies as described in our Cookie Policy. × Red Kite - Prelude By Woodpecker Wooliams. • 1 song, Play on Spotify. 1. Red Kite - Prelude. Featured on The Bird School of Being Human. More by Woodpecker Wooliams. Gull (Single Music Duration: 5 min.
  6. The opener, Red Kite, is searing in effect without ever going far above a whisper. The harshness of the tale told and the bizarre innocence of Williams’ toying, playful harp gradually give way to.
  7. In the ‘Bird School’ the narrative characters are human in appearance, yet with the imagined spirit of a bird. I think ‘Red Kite’ is the only track that doesn’t work in that way – rather it takes the tale of an interaction with a bird as its starting block, then spins into the bird world from there.
  8. WOODPECKER WOOLIAMS. ~ Buy music itunes spotify “In the garden. I shall die, in the rose-tree. they will kill me, Mother I went. to gather roses, looking for death. within the garden. Mother I went. cutting roses, looking for death. within the rose-tree. In the garden. I shall die. In the rose-tree.

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