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by Corey Mwamba

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"don't cry, try."

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My hands wait, struck and bound by sadness. My head is bowed. I reach into memory; find everything and nothing. I must move my hands. I know when I was. How do I speak about not knowing a when? I think about ships, and passage, and chains. My hands are bound. I must move my hands. My eyes are wrapped in water, my mouth sealed. I think about jelly and cream, frying pans and drain pipes, cakes, and sugar. I must lift my head. I think about theft, and loss, and love, and resilience. I cannot remember when there was no struggle. I always remember trying. I move my hands.

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released July 7, 2018

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Corey Mwamba Derby, UK

I create music using vibraphone, dulcimer, electronics and small instruments.

My music contains elements of jazz, folk from different countries, and electronica.

I live in Derby. It's in the middle of the United Kingdom.
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