BLACK MARKET

by Erin Cooper Gay

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Erin’s debut album, BLACK MARKET, is an evocative fusion of current indie and renaissance/baroque music. With an eye and an ear for exploring and expanding boundaries, she collaborated with producer, arranger and jazz violinist Drew Jurecka, (who has appeared on more than 150 records, including several Juno winning and Grammy nominated, and also produces and arranges for the award winning Canadian songstress Jill Barber).

Flirting with various genres and eras, Erin and Drew have chosen a collection of songs written by artists such as Radiohead, Punch Brothers, John Dowland and Claudio Monteverdi.

Come explore the BLACK MARKET with Erin, Drew and their band.

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released October 28, 2015

Produced & Arranged by Drew Jurecka
Recorded in Toronto by L. Stu Young at Noble Street Studios & by Drew Jurecka at Small Dog Studios
Mixed by Drew Jurecka
Mastered by Phil Demetro at the Lacquer Channel in Toronto

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Erin Cooper Gay Toronto, Ontario

Erin Cooper Gay is a remarkably versatile and spirited musician. An affinity for collaboration compels her to seek out other artists who want to break ground and create new sound worlds.
A professional french horn player from the age of 19, having appeared with the Toronto Symphony for the past 11 years, she draws upon her eclectic background to pave the way as a kind of musical craftsman.
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Track Name: Poem
The ice on the roof is melting
the streams are beginning to rise
the sun's breaking through on a cold spring morning
and you're still gone.
The mountaintops form into white peaks
pointing the way to the sky
the pines holding onto the needles
and you're still gone.
Berries picked from low branches
few are left behind.
The breeze picks up
and shakes the trees
the clouds move along the sky.
The quiet is in your name
and I don't dare say it aloud
here in the peace of a cold spring morning
and you're still gone.
Track Name: Behold
Behold a wonder here
love hath received his sight
which many hundred years
hath not beheld the light.

Such beams infused be
by Cynthia in his eyes
as first have made him see
and then have made him wise.

Love now no more will weep
for them that laugh the while
nor wake for them that sleep
no sigh for them that smile.

Thus beauty shows her mind
to be of double kind
in giving love his sight
and striking folly blind.
Track Name: Que Dulcemente
Qué dulcemente suena
entre esos verdes sauces
-animada tiorba-
un ruiseñor, envidia de las aves.

How sweetly sings
among those green willows
a nightingale, a living theorbo, envy of the birds.

Sus quiebros son suspiros
y endechas sus compases,
que ya en su triste suerte,
sólo el alivio de la pena, cabe.

Its trills are sighs,
its measures are plaints,
for all its sad fate now allows it
is to ease its sorrow in lamenting.

No envidia su fortuna
pero siente el ultraje,
que armado de rigores
el torpe olvido a sus blasones hace.

It does not envy their fortune
but feels the outrage
that, armed with rigour,
dull oblivion is causing to its honour.

En el silencio mudo
pasó la mayor parte
del siglo de su vida,
que es de discretos el quejarse tarde.

It has spent most
of its long life
in mute silence,
for the timid leave their lamenting late.

Suspende el llanto triste,
Oh ruiseñor suave!
pues ves que los laureles
sólo se crían para los cobardes.


Cease your sad weeping, o gentle nightingale,
for laurels now are
grown only for cowards.
Track Name: Talk Show Host
I want to, I want to be someone else or I'll explode
floating upon the surface for
The birds, the birds, the birds

You want me, you want me, come and find me
I'll be waiting with a gun and a pack of sandwiches
And nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing

You want me, well, come on and break the door down
You want me, come on and break the door down
I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, I'm ready...
Track Name: Canzonetta
Hor ch’è tempo di dormire
Dormi dormi figlio e non vagire,
Perchè, tempo ancor verrà
Che vagir bisognerà.
Deh ben mio deh cor mio Fa, Fa la ninna ninna na.

now it is time to slumber,
Sleep, my son, and do not cry,
For the time will come
For weeping.
Oh my love, oh my sweet, Sing ninna ninna na.

Chiudi, quei lumi divini
Come fan gl’altri bambini,
Perchè tosto oscuro velo
Priverà di lume il cielo. Deh ben mio ...

Close those heavenly eyes,
As other children do,
For soon the sky
Will be veiled in darkness. Oh my love, oh my sweet ...

Posa hor queste membra belle
Vezzosette e tenerelle
Perchè poi ferri e catene
Gli daran acerbe pene. Deh ben mio ...

Now rest these fine limbs,
So charming, so delicate,
For irons and chains
Will inflict on them harsh pains. Oh my love, oh my sweet ...

Queste mani e questi piedi
Ch’or con gusto e gaudio vedi
Ahimè com’in varij modi Passeran acuti chiodi.

These hands, these feet
We now contemplate
With pleasure and joy
Will, alas, be pierced by sharp nails.

Ah con quanto tuo dolore
Sola speme del mio core
Questo capo e questi crini
Passeran acuti spini.

Oh, with what pain,
Only hope of my heart,
Will this head and this hair
Be pierced by sharp thorns.

Ah ch’in questo divin petto
Amor mio dolce diletto
Vi farà piaga mortale empia lancia e disleale.

Oh, to think that in this heavenly breast,
My sweet, my precious,
Treacherous, villainous spears
Will cause mortal wounds.

Dormi dunque figliol mio
Dormi pur redentor mio
Perchè poi con lieto viso
Ci vedrem in Paradiso.


So sleep, my son,
So sleep, my Saviour,
For then, with joyful countenances,
We shall meet again in Paradise.

Hor che dorme la mia vita
Del mio cor gioia compita
Taccia ognun con puro zelo
Taccian sin la terra e’l Cielo.

Now you are sleeping, my life,
Joy of my heart,
Let all be hushed with pure devotion,
Let heaven and earth fall silent.


E fra tanto io che farò
Il mio ben contemplerò
ne starò col capo chino
Sin che dorme il mio Bambino.

And, meanwhile, what shall I do?
I shall watch o’er my love
And remain with bowed head
So long as my child sleeps.
Track Name: Manchester
I wrote me a book
I hid the last page
I didn't even look
I think I locked it in a cage
Wrote a novel
'cause everybody likes to read a novel...

It started with a word,
and it started pretty well.
About a rare and fragile bird that I couldn't even spell
On the table
I think I left it on the table...


Oh hello,
Will you be mine?
I haven't felt this alive in a long time,
all the streets are warm today
I read the signs
I haven't been this in love in a long time
The sun is up, the sun will stay
All for the new day

I found the last page in the sky,
cold and sweet, like an apple
I found you and now the story has its proper end

Oh hello,
Will you be mine?
I haven't felt this alive in a long time,
all the streets are warm today
I read the signs
I haven't been this in love in a long time
The sun is up, the sun will stay
All for the new day

The very last breath of the hero of our tale
Would lead you only to guess
did he truly prevail
in the the sequel?
I guess I'll have to write a sequel...

My favorite part's when I die
in your arms like a movie.
It's tragic, but now the story has its proper end.

Oh hello,
Will you be mine?
I haven't felt this alive in a long time
All the streets are warm today
I read the signs
I haven't been this in love in a long time
The sun is up the sun will stay
Track Name: Pur ti Miro
Pur ti miro, Pur ti godo,

Pur ti stringo, Pur t'annodo,

Più non peno, 
Più non moro,

O mia vita,o mi tesoro.

Io son tua… 
tuo son io…

Speme mia, dillo, dì,

L'idol mio, Sì, mio ben, 

Sì, mio cor, mia vita, sì.

I gaze at you, I delight in you
I tighten closer to you
I am bound to you
I no longer suffer, I no longer die
Oh my life, Oh my treasure.

I am yours....you are mine..
You are my hope, Say it always
My idol, Yes my beloved
Yes my heart, My life, yes
Track Name: Soon or Never
If ever I have seen the sunrise and known it's time for bed
If ever I have breathed in deeply
And felt like I was dead
Then I have not been
I have not been in love

If ever I have seen your lips move and known you couldn't say
The words I think could make me love you
And heard them anyway
Then I have not been
I have not been in love

I rise as the sun goes down and I pray my true love and I find a way to each other soon or never
Track Name: Black
Black, black, black is the colour of my true love's hair
His face is something wondrous fair
The purest eyes and the bravest hands
I love the ground whereon he stands

I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground whereon he goes
And still I hope the time will come
When he and I shall be as one
Black, black, black is the colour of my true love's hair

I love my love and well he knows
I love the ground on where he goes
And if my love no more I see
My life would quickly fade away....

So black, black, black is the colour of my true love's hair