I am thrilled that Eadnán Bákti (To Woman) has dropped from Mari Boine’s new album Amame, a collaboration with the fantastic Norwegian jazz pianist Bugge Wusselhoft. There is alchemy between the two: her exploratory, expressive, tremulous vocals weave through his tender lyricism like a light embrace. Like a silk shawl around your shoulders, or lakewater warm from a month of midnight sun.

While it isn’t necessary to understand them to enjoy the song, the Sámi lyrics by poet Kerttu Vuolab are both lamentation and tribute: they speak to the experiences of women under patriarchy and to the enduring, divine feminine that abides within and around all of us. The album’s lyrics in English are my small contribution to the album. Rarely a direct translation, I hope they are suggestive, like that Zen saying: “Not the moon, but a finger pointing to the moon.

Here is where you can pre-order Amame, which will be released on September 29, 2023. Not sure it matters, but I receive no financial benefit from your purchase. In fact, I have something to give away.

Ticket Give-Away

Because of a foot injury, I am unable to jump the pond and join Mari and Wardruna for Nordic Night at the Borgholm Castle on July 8th. It will be their first performance together since they brought down the stars (and a full moon) at Red Rocks in October of 2019. This show promises to be just as epic.

I have two tickets to give away. Send me a message pronto if you can use one or both. (And tell me how you will share your experience. Cuz it’s relationships, relationships, all the way down!)

Eadnán Bákti / To Woman

Original lyrics by Kerttu Vuolab
Music by Mari Boine
English lyrics translation by Julie Whitehorn

Like a mountain

Like the ocean

Like the heavens, you are

Just as majestic

As mobile and light

They held you down for a long time

And kept you silent

But life itself is on your side

Helps you rise

Like a flower, you are

Our mother’s tongue echoes in me

As your words

Bringing understanding

They sing in me

You are no prisoner

Nobody’s servant

You are not lesser than 

You, too, deserve consolation

When so much is demanded of you

They still gaslight you

Because they know your honesty

Their crimes to hide

With lies

You are grandmother

Mother

Sister

Woman

They fear you, for they know

You have life on your side

Fly like the bird you are

Trust you are a flower

To Woman