Alice Walker Live at Knackfest 2018

[@ghostcraft9343]

This is amazing I love her voice

[@blakeyo1235]

These songs need proper releases

[@ghostcraft9343]

True

[@BarginsGalore]

several of them have. It gets better, catharsis, and worms have all been released but aren’t correctly labeled here. perhaps more i’m missing

[@sorchagibson7765]

Hey here's some timestamps, and i'll split up the transcript in the replies of this comment since the word limit NORTHAMPTON [0:00-2:24] OCTOBER [3:06-6:54] BLOOD AND WATER [7:14-9:00] WHITE BRICK SELF-DOUBT [10:02-12:30] SONG 5 [13:08-16:34] SONG 6 [17:19-21:00] SONG 7 [21:53-24:50] SONG 8 [25:30-28:44] CATHARSIS [29:30-32:06] IT GETS BETTER [32:50-36:09] SONG 11 [37:13-40:20] PUDDLES [41:36-44:38] WORMS [46:01-48:20] WAIT FOR ME [49:00-51:20] SONG 15 [52:28-56:46] HOME [57:28- end]

[@sorchagibson7765]

SONG 1 : How do you know from one night? We sleep in seperate places All the time And when we talk it's all alright But why don't you touch me? What are you scared of? Yeah You're the one who bites It's just i'm used to that darling I guess you worked out that silence Guess you worked it all out Guess you worked it all out How old are you, anyway? Seems a little childish There's a lot more to me Cause it's not a song No it's not a song No it's not for you That i carry this on How d'you know it's not lies? He has so many faces, And he's bright When you talk there's a light But why don't you stop me? What are you drawn to? Yeaaaah You're the one who's right It's just i haven't lost heart yet Not even half of it I guess you worked all of that out I just guessed that i'm not I'm not needed No How old are you anyway? You seem a little childish There's a lot more to me Cause it's not a song No It's not for you That i carry this on You want a fictonal lover, A host for your mind games Challenge me The violence makes me pay attention To me Give me more And more of everything Mmmmmmm You're the one who bites It's just i'm used to you, Darling, I guess you worked out that silence Guess you worked it all out Guess you worked it all out I just guess that i'm not needed No How old are you anyway? You seem a little childish There's a lot more to me Cause it's not a song No It's not a song For you That i carry this on It's not for you that i carry this on It's not for you that i carry this on. [SPOKEN INTERLUDE] 2:24-3:05 [Umm um i'll be honest with you] [I've drunk a bottle of prosecco [...] [It's gonna be fine… but if you can all just smile and nod and clap along] [... That's gonna really help with my low self esteem] [So… *wheeze* big claps big smiles. Good job good job… yeass] *mild clapping and whooping from the audience* [Very nice. good job.] [Good job] *whimpering?* [Don't leave] [I'm going to remember this] *Alice? Laughs* [Course, i'm going to sing another song now. Yaaayyy] [This song's called October and it's a little bit silly but it's the only love song i have]

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[3:06-6:54] October Sometimes i dare myself to build something big... *SHE STOPS TO TALK* [I feel like, Dave this might actually be the right time for you to start? So i'd like to introduce you to. David. Who actually lives just down the road! So… Any locals (???) them you're welcome to… get to know. Hang out by the boats] *SHE STARTS AGAIN* Sometimes I tell myself to build something big. With windows and gardens and hidden walls And fill it with stories and music and.. facts Surround it with armies and... Fill in the cracks With bold statements and fluid relations And intricate rotations need in thought of recreations Yeah i promise i'll be Caaaalllmmm And keep it under control Though with you i think i might be.. home Most times i hear the words i say once they've been… shot. And time doesn't seem to really matter to you that much And lines are made for crossing and pretty things.. broke. If i told you something beautiful you'd think it's a joke. It makes a star in our field of pawns They're little wooden ornaments They're used first. I promise i'll be caaaalllmm And keep it under control But with you i think i might be… home. When everything's there and it's pretty much made. I snuck back through the trail on the footprints i've made. And know that the efforts(?) were wasted and then I smash up the pieces and start over again Yeah It helps me mooooreee When i see the doooor Through the broken pieces Of our home (?) And i promise i'll be caaaalllllmmm And keep it under controoool But with you i think i might be… Home. Sometimes i dare myself to build something big With windows and gardens and hidden walls And fill it with stories and music and.. facts Surround it with armies and... Fill in the cracks *Applause and whooping* [.. that's not bad (????)... okay] [Cool. This is fine this is going fine yeahhh??] [Yeah it is…] [GOOD JOB TEAM (BD)]

[@sorchagibson7765]

[WHITE BRICK SELF DOUBT] 10:02-12:30 This is a small space Cold space Tight space Must be water White brick. Self doubt Don't believe in anything and nothing's happening. You got a nice face Old face Cruel face When you're not on form Try too hard but still try more My brain doesn't matter My brain doesn't matter You got no heart An empty soul You're out of control And your body's gone cold Body's gone numb and you got no sword And my pain doesn't matter My pain doesn't matter An empty whole(?) Historical thrones Paradoxical clashing Paradoxical bones The occasional snatch of subliminal tones Of sublingual poems and contradictory moans Jack of all trades Master of none Jill's got a skeleton wrapped up in plastic Voices of reasoning made me believe in him Stabbed me with guilt Mabye this is cheating Maybe just for seeking a little reassurance And a face is just a face And there's barely any meaning You're really not respected in this case And just incase you're throwing something abstract and misleading like Mmmusuwuwuusummm? Yeaaahhh Like i much prefer you grieving Soaking up your pain i can not (???) Melt away into your space and that's okay I never heard you speak so much before Spot me! I'm the one that's always been here! Never really moved Always miss the space Time waits for no man Time waits for me Make space for me And all too hastily i break away and leave you wanting No more I don't want to be here No more Than i would if i moved Can't move Can't pick up my feet Still sinking in And i'm heeeeereee And i always regretted I always forget that i can't quite Accept that i wasted my time You must deserve something You must have been worthy of Once having earned my respect Or diverted (???????) You ever deserve to (???) Such absurdity Take me away Leave me alone Get out of my head And get out of my hooomee And my pain doesn't matter My pain doesn't matter Ooooh You're an empty bar Missing blatant pawnnss Oooh Occasional nights in you're faltering You fall to me You're falling. *she sighs* *quiet clapping from crowd* [Nice] [I'll shout if i want some more. THEY'll shout if they want some more] *shouting* [YEAAHHH-haha ha ha heh] *she laughs until she coughs* [Erm so normally i would also sing with a backing singer…. And some band… and some stuff… that would take away from the very.. like. Self-loathing thing that's going on here *she clears her throat* it normally brings some like… positive feelings. To the general… feeling.] [ThAt's nOT hAPpeNIng tOdAY, SoRRy .apOLOgiES]

[@sorchagibson7765]

[Song 5] 13:08-16:34 And she asks you to remember All the pleasant things she's said While she lies and withdraws In an effort to erase all the consequences His dreams, lucid as is, is just pretence. Just pretend. And you let yourself believe In all the faces that you see And as rewarding as it is, It's almost as you seem to find the monster As you keep comparing them as you Seek a place to nest A place to rest You're thinking you'll find your one Your only Shell to keep you safe and let you out And my god, Not even satisfied by looking out And, another one, you'll have to let him down Yeah, gently Hold him soft and suffocate him You grieve It out This vitriol you keep That burns you up From the inside You leave to find A vessel that can take it Knowing that you'll break it Knowing now that Somewhere in this ocean There's a grief You haven't spoken Where does it go? When she's got somewhere else to be How will you cope? When you see there's nothing you need from her Oooooaa it's a joke. But it's not at you. She's not laughing at you Yeah You're thinking you'll find your one Your only Shell to keep you safe and let you out And my god Not even satisfied by looking out, And another one, She'll have to let you down Yeah Gently, hold him soft and suffocate him And where does he go? When she's got someone else to be How will it stop When you sink inside and find you've got reserves Ooooahhhoo it's a joke. But it's not with you She's not laughing with you You're thinking you'll find your one Your only Shell to keep you safe and let you out And, my god Not even satisfied by looking out And another one She'll have to let you down Yeah. Gently Hold him soft and suffocate him She'll ask you to remember all the pleasant things she said While she lies, and withdraws. In inevitable haste It's all the consequences This dream As lucid as it is Is just pretence. Just pretend And you'll let yourself believe in all the faces that you see Although rewarding as it is, It's almost as you seem to find the monster As you keep comparing them as you Seek a place to rest A place to nest You're thinking you'll find your one Your only Shell to keep you safe and let you out And, my god Not even satisfied by looking out And another one You'll have to let him down Yeah. Gently Hold him soft and suffocate him. *cheering* [GOOD JOB TEAM] [Very nice… very nice.. thank you kindly. You can talk amongst yourselves] [Mkay… this is another song that's about How Sad I Am Inside…. I'm not gonna sing it though, because that would be lame] *boo?* [Okay so um… this song. Imagine that i'm singing this song but with an amazing backing band.. and there's some pretty awesome guitar solos halfway through… so just imagine them because they're REALLY good]

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[SONG 6] 17:19-21:00 Likes to drink to keep on giving till it's gone Likes to hold in all the anger till he's home Likes to keep his outside shoes on When it's cold he's got his own Lists of right and wrongs So i step up He keeps so still i feel the movement Even before But all that growing kept us stupid Even now With all ambition out the window There's something that makes me wish that i was with you It's only I got my work And got my mind And got my own things Even now When i hold my breath I talk too much Got a hole between my shoulders You hold them Only when you're passing And you call me Girl You call me Love You call me only when you're Lonely I keep so still i feel you growing under me I'm cold I'm empty still But (still) praying Quite a show That i put on When i'm trying but i'm told that I'm getting sloppy Getting ugly Getting petty Gettin' old And your mother got your history Got your pay come in the door That is closed to keep the crowds out And i'm here I'm on the outside This daylight Drifts away so quickly Leaving dark Leaving early Leaves you always standing near me So i know I keep so still i feel you growing under me I'm cold I'm empty still But (still) praying Quite a show That i put on When i'm trying but i'm told that I'm getting sloppy Getting ugly Getting petty Gettin' old She likes the boys she keeps to glisten When they talk She likes their minds to give her calm But when she wants She wants a love that never gives it in return She's got a whole list of right and wrongs So i step up I keep so still i feel you growing under me Because I'm cold I'm empty still But (still) praying Quite a show That i put on When i'm trying but i'm told that I'm getting sloppy Getting ugly Getting petty Gettin' old Mmmmm hhhmm hmhm [This is where the amazing guitar solo comes in. And it's like. Acoustic guitar. That sounds really like. As if (idk who that is) is playing it and he's giving like really good sex eyes, and everyone's listening to him like 'ohmygodthisisamazing'. I'll give you a…. You're not satisfied with that… okay. I'll give you an example and it goes like this :] [Goes like: ] [Bao bao paw paw pau bao bao bao bauw. That's enough. You can imagine that!] I keep so still i feel it growing onto me Because I'm cold I'm empty still But (still) praying Quite a show That i put on When i'm trying but i'm told that I'm getting sloppy Getting ugly Getting petty Gettin' old Mmmmm hhhmm hmhm [ThAT's tHE enD of tHe sONG] *cheering* [ThaNK YoU] *cheering x2* [Cheers….] *she makes a raspberry, then sighs and clears her throat* [So normally i'd have a band here. That would stop me from being really self indulgent and whiney singer-songwriter, but em. They're not here :) And you guys don't know me :) so i'm going to sing loads of self-indulgent angy kind of stuff… you just have to put up with it. (They?) Basically all go. DON'T GO. DON'T GO. that's the message that we're sending. It's not to go. It's to stay. JUsT sTAy. Heh.] *she presses a key, probably the wrong one, all things considered* [OAP] *she presses a key again*

[@BarginsGalore]

damn was this the first time worms was preformed?

[@knowledge-54]

I looked at every live performance I could find and couldn't see any that had worms but this one

[@BarginsGalore]

@@knowledge-54i assume most performances aren’t recorded but i think she said that she wrote it the previous day

[@knowledge-54]

​@@BarginsGalore I noticed that but Worms was published on Spotify a little under 10 years before this is dated

[@BarginsGalore]

@@knowledge-54well that answers it