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Eden Bloom’s Twenty Twenty Three is a hauntingly beautiful tapestry of sound and spirit. It invites listeners into a space where grief, ritual, and resilience intertwine. Released on Leap Day, February 29, 2024, this collection of nine tracks is more than just music; it’s a ceremonial journey through memory, loss, and the search for meaning in a fractured world.
Rooted in both personal and collective mourning, the album is dedicated to the “23rd Current” a nod to the late Kali, Coyote, and “nodes on the network no longer ‘here.’” This dedication sets the tone for an exploration of absence and presence, of those lost and those left behind.
The genesis of the album is as evocative as its content. It began with a sunrise ritual in the Babad Do’ag/Catalina Mountains, Arizona, on July 7, 2023, and culminated in a series of impromptu recordings in December 2023 at Bloom’s temple studio in Detroit. Each track was “received” in a single day, capturing raw emotion and unfiltered expression.
The opening track, “T.O.P.Y. Blues,” sets the stage with its introspective lyrics:
“I’ve come back with traces of faces of names left behind.”
This line encapsulates the album’s central theme—navigating the remnants of past connections and the echoes they leave in our present.
“Walk the Waves” serves as both a meditative chant and a call to action, urging listeners to journey through elements, waves, fire, sky, land, as metaphors for personal and collective transformation.
“Blight is Beauty” stands out as a poignant reflection on urban decay and hidden resilience. Bloom writes:
“For some poverty is protection, blight is beauty and weeds are medicine.”
This perspective challenges conventional narratives, suggesting that within neglect and hardship lies a form of beauty and strength.
The album concludes with “2023,” a nearly 15-minute soundscape that feels like a sonic ritual, encapsulating the year’s emotional weight and offering a space for reflection and release.
Twenty Twenty Three is not just an album; it’s an experience. A melding of music, memory, and meaning for those seeking art that resonates on a deeper level, that acknowledges pain while offering solace.
Listen on Bandcamp:
https://edenbloom.bandcamp.com/album/twenty-twenty-three
Or watch the full video:
From Without a Book
I want to thank you for coming on by. I want to thank you for coming on by. Thank you for giving me a listen, Thank you for giving me a try. I want to thank you for coming on by.
Let me start by saying I’ve got mad respect for many of your holy folk and many of your prophets. I’ve read your bible toe to toe a couple of times. There’s some good stuff there, but it ain’t for me. I’ve been baptized in the river Jordan – it’s true. I’ve stood on the shores of Galilee. Maybe you should head in that direction before you start coming round here for me. ‘Cause, this ain’t the place, this ain’t the place.
This ain’t the place to proselytize. This ain’t the place to spread lies. This ain’t the place for isms, schisms, or divisions. This ain’t the place for setting records straight. This ain’t the place for hate. This ain’t the place, this ain’t the place.
If you want come by and listen. Maybe dis a lyric or two, definitely dis my lack of technique. We don’t have to agree, that’s how grown folk do. But if you come here sayin’ ‘Jesus saves’ You know what I’m gonna do now. You’re gonna get blocked and banned That’s what, that’s what I’ll do. YouTube cops be coming after you. You’ll have to make up a new fake name to post ‘Jesus Saves’ – I’ll block and and ban that name too. ‘ Cuz… This ain’t the place, this ain’t the place.
Now hear me out- Don’t do that over here, go do that over there. Your religion is like master card, like visa. You’re accepted everywhere You dominate the landscape, but always want more Jesus saves at the wlmrt, at the chckflt (no way), at your hbby lbby store. But not here Cuz, this ain’t the place, this ain’t the place.
This ain’t the place to proselytize. This ain’t the place to spread lies. This ain’t the place for isms, schisms, or divisions. This ain’t the place for setting records straight. This ain’t the place for hate. This ain’t the place, this ain’t the place.
One last thing before I go, I don’t want to be rude. Some of my friends is christian too. But they know their faith. They’re all about the mystery, not about supremacy. Their God is secure, so they don’t come after me. ‘Cause they know, this ain’t the place, this ain’t the place.
I want to thank you for coming on by. I want to thank you for coming on by. Thank you for giving me a listen, Thank you for giving me a try. I want to thank you for coming on by.
Bye Bye – Bye Bye
© Eden Bloom 2025
https://linktr.ee/edenbloom2023
Recorded at home in Detroit, 2023-25
Thanks to our family and those who’ve held us.
Against genocide and fascism everywhere!
Dedicated to those without a book who’ve done wrong,
but found their way to join the fight for what’s right.
From the Without a Book project
I had a vision that we stopped him.
Call it a dream, but I don’t dream anymore.
In every classroom, in every boardroom
In every shop, on every factory floor.
Someone stood up. Someone spoke up.
Someone said; “Hell No! We want more!”
There is a method, to end this madness.
It’s in our reach and we can have it right now.
In every temple, from every minaret,
a song is rising from every camp;
“This isn’t working, so we are stopping.
We’re shutting down what you’re doing right now.”
End the distractions. Start the confessions.
Boots off our throats, flip their backs on the floor.
There is a feeling that is gathering. Emergent action.
We’re not taking it no more.
Waves of people, together all alone,
ending bloodshed, fighting to stop war.
They’ve got a war on the peoples native to the land.
They’ve got a war on immigrants and refugees.
They’ve got a war on the Black and Brown.
They’ve got a war on women. They’ve got a war on children.
They’ve got a war on disability.
They’ve got a war on our elders, They’ve got a war on gays, They’ve got a war on trans, They’ve got a war on queers.
They’ve got a war on everything without a dollar sign,
They’ve got a war on the poor.
We had a vision that we stopped it.
Call it a dream, but we’re not dreaming anymore.
Subscribe @EdenBloom2023 © Eden Bloom 2025 https://linktr.ee/edenbloom2023 Recorded at home in Detroit, 2023-25 Thanks to our family and those who’ve held us. Against genocide and fascism everywhere! Dedicated to those without a book who’ve done wrong, but found their way to join the fight for what’s right.
I’m currently working on this for inclusion in Without a Book. An initially improvised track from the 2023 song-a-day sessions that has become, unfortunately, somewhat prophetic. This considering death projected in connection between cuts in funding to global aid AND to services that support those of us experiencing poverty here in the US. “They’ll get there as fast as they can kill us.” My unconscious mind brought in rather obvious references to Earth, Wind and Fire, Guns and Roses and Tracey’s tears that demand recognition.
Original Content Notes from 2023 – “The Corpse Bridge to Mars section was revealed in a long form vision while working on this today. The intentional breaking of the wheel of the year to build the bridge was heavy. This was one of the most clear visions I’ve had since I cut out the booze. It was very polished and produced in my minds eye. I don’t want to say Marvel, but yeah, it was epic and cinematic. There is a ton more that didn’t make it in here, particularly it’s relation to Bivrost, the rainbow bridge that connected heaven to Earth, or the realm of the Asgard to the realm of mankind, Midgard.
Broken Wheel (December Rain)
I don’t remember it ever being like this,
I can’t explain why they won’t stop it.
There’s a way, there is a way, there is a way.
I can’t remember a summer that lasted so long
it never really came to an end,
a winter so quick and so hard
we can’t remember our names.
I can’t explain why they can’t see it.
Who am I kidding, its easy to see,
they don’t care, no.
The Wheel of the Year is broken,
separating the people from the soul of the planet,
to stop the earth from turning,
to build a bridge of corpses.
The Wheel of the Year is broken,
to stop the earth from turning,
to build a bridge of corpses.
An interplanetary middle passage.
They’ll get to Mars stacking corpses, one upon the other.
They’ll get there as fast as they can kill us.
Traveling light years at death’s speed.
Do you remember?
Dancing in September?
Nothing last forever,
in the cold November rain.
And even though sometimes it snows in April,
springtime’s my favorite time of year.
This December rain makes it clear,
the seasons are changing,
the waters are rising,
the levees are leaning,
logics receding,
our leaders have failed us,
and freezing in the spring,
crops depleting,
an endless raging
season in the sun
repeating.
This December rain makes it clear, the earth is changing.
This December rain makes it clear, the earth is raging.
This December rain makes it clear, the earth will wash us all away.
© Eden Bloom 2025
https://linktr.ee/edenbloom2023