The Funambulist by Giulia Millanta

Though very capable of a low, sultry voice for more subdued songs, more often than not Millanta lets it all out -- raw and passionate. Unlike so many produced pop singers, you feel like you know her when she sings."

Patrick Derksen

(rambles.net)

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1- Don’t make a fool of me

2- Outta here

3- Mi chiamava Lulu’

4- A taste of honey

5- Floating cannonball

6- Dust and desire

7- La llorona

8- Little girl

DUST AND DESIRE

It has been less than a year since her second solo album "Dropping Down" and Giulia has moved to Austin, Texas, the "live music capital of the world", a melting pot where different cultures, genres and musical styles meet and blend.

Here, filled with new energy and influences Giulia decided to "give birth" to a new album: "Dust and Desire"

 

Dust and Desire is a folk-rock acoustic album, recorded live at the Churchhouse Studio, in Austin, co-produced with David Pulkingham, internationally acclaimed guitar player and musician (he toured with Alejandro Escovedo and has shared the stage with the likes of Bruce Springsteen, John Cale, members of R.E.M., Mark Ribot).

Produced by Giulia Millanta and David Pulknigham

Recorded at Church House Studio, Austin, Tx.

Engineered, mixed and mastered by David Boyle

Artwork by Amy Cook

All songs written by Giulia Millanta except:

Mi chiamava Lulu’: millanta, larocca

A taste of honey: Scott, Marlow, arr. by g.millanta

La llorona: Mexican traditional 

 

Giulia Millanta: vocals, guitar, ukulele

David Pulkingham: nylon string and electric guitar (1,2,7,8), background vocals

Brian J. Standefer: cello (3)

Fulvio A.T. Renzi: violin (2)

Hector Munoz: percussion (6, 8)

LYRICS

OUTTA HERE

 

My soul is a saint and a whore

drifting to a desert shore

a place to escape and hide

been rocked by a sugar tide

 

all the dreams that I've had

keep telling me the same

be honest with yourself

put the picture in its frame

 

chorus: 

please get me outta here

get me outta here

please get me outta here

out of my body

 

all the languages I speak 

try to shorten distances

all the faces that I've kissed

all the stories that I've missed

 

chorus:

 

you're a martyr on the edge

bare feet wooden hands

talking me off of the ledge

and disappear in a whirl of sand

 

chorus

 

 

MI CHIAMAVA LULU'

 

E il soffitto parlava

e la stanza girava

quando chiese il mio nome 

io ingoiavo parole

con accento straniero

 

Lui seguiva un pensiero

che portava lontano

oltre un lago gigante 

dove il freddo è costante

in estate e in inverno

 

Con le spalle alla notte

e il mattino alle porte

la finestra si apriva

e la luce feriva

come sale negli occhi

 

Lui mi porse un bicchiere

e mi versò da bere

come una porta aperta

su una vita diversa

su una nuova stagione

 

(rit.)

E' una storia rubata

alla legge del tempo

quando dentro un albergo

il rumore si è spento

Io percorsi la stanza 

in un passo di danza

non mi vide mai più

qmi chiamava Lulù

 

Lui sfogliava i ricordi come fossero fiori

i bagliori d'infanzia e i momenti peggiori

poi riprese il cappello dal fondo del letto

e discese le scale dalla cima del tetto

Io mi ero svegliata in un colpo di ciglia

restavo in silenzio pensando a mia figlia

troppi giorni passati a lenire il dolore

troppe notti trascorse a inseguire l'amore

 

(rit.)

 

A TASTE OF HONEY

 

Winds may blow over the icy sea

I'll take with me the warmth of thee

A taste of honey

A taste much sweeter than wine

 

I will return

I'll return

I'll come back for the honey and thee

 

I'll leave behind my heart to wear

And may it e'er remind you of

A taste of honey

A taste much sweeter than wine

 

I will return

I'll return

I'll come back for the honey and thee

DUST AND DESIRE 

 

Just an endless day, watching the sky in its shades of gray

Just a stupid day, watching how people behave, in their weird ways

 

A dark man with a bomb, a young king looking for his mom

A giant with schooner like feet, a little girl ashamed of her teeth

 

CHORUS:

Everyone’s  in a whirl of dust and desire 

everyone's in a whirl of dust and desire

dust and desire

 

I’m a gal of flesh and soul, no needs no rules

I like to roll 

I smile I pout, have certainties and I have  doubts

 

I’m in a whirl of dust and desire

I'm in a whirl f dust and desire

dust and desire

 

You’re the kind of guy of  who needs attention

you come to me asking for affection

 We all need madness and redemption

We gotta stop our self mutilation

 

Chorus:

Everyone’s  in a whirl of dust and desire 

on a high wire

 

 

 

LA IIORONA

 

Todos me dicen el negro, llorona

negro pero cariñoso

Yo soy como el chile verde, llorona

picante pero sabroso.

 

Dicen que no tengo duelo, llorona

porque no me ven llorar

Hay muertos que no hacen ruido, llorona

y es mas grande su penar

 

 

no se que tienen las flores, llorona

las flores del camposanto

que cuando las lleva el viento , llorona

parece que están llorando

 

dos besos llevo en el alma, llorona

que no se apartan de mi

el ultimo de mi madre, llorona

y el primero que te di'