Zusters has written music that falls within a number of genres, including rock, folk, dance, hymns, ballads and classical pieces. Often, whatever musical style seems to suit the story or mood of the lyrics is what they run with.

ALBUMS

– A Collection of our musical efforts –

Chromatic is a concept album that tells a story in ten tracks. The story takes the listener on a journey: navigating a descent from complacency to chaos and then climbing hills of hope to happiness. Twenty Shades of Grey Feat. Pauline Oegema (piano) Puzzle Pieces Lost At Sea Cast Down Feat. Melissa Shriner (vocals in Italian) Drowning Dark Days Feat. Ase Mor The Prodigal Feat. Gary Forbes (trumpet) Dream (that Tomorrow can be Today) Queen Meets King Feat. Susan Yee (erhu) Chromatic Feat. Peter Haverkamp (guitar) Cello by Robin Howe. Acoustic drums by Bob Goodall and Joseph Stracuzzi. All songs co-written by Christina Oegema-Durksen and Danielle Oegema-Marconi. All songs recorded and produced by Peter Haverkamp, except “Cast Down,” by Paul Palynchuk Recorded at Canadian Heritage Records Mastered by Grant Avenue Studio Album art by Jessica Jordan

November 2009

"CHROMATIC"

November 2017

 "RESONATE"

NEW

Resonate is a collection of songs written to 
bring people together through shared experiences. 

The songs highlight certain emotions and (perhaps familiar) moments in time, often in the form of a story. At the heart of the album is the desire to connect with others by either bringing into the light or honouring and celebrating significant moments, people or life experiences to which many of us can relate. My Kind of Beautiful Blameless or Shameless Just Be Here He Grows Look at Me Now Twoday My Prayer Mama Forever a Part of Me Muddy Boots Dishes and Wishes All songs co-written by Danielle Marconi and Christina Durksen, except for “Muddy Boots,” music by Joel Durksen Guitar: Mike Tuyp Drums: Allan Campopiano Vocals: Danielle Marconi and Christina Durksen, except “Look at Me Now” and “Muddy Boots,” lead vocals by Joel Durksen Aboriginal drums (“My Kind of Beautiful”): Mark Chindemi Bass: Joel Durksen, except for “Muddy Boots,” bass by Scott Gossen and “Twoday,” upright bass by Adrian Juras Piano (“Twoday”) and organ (“Muddy Boots”): Jakub Zapotoczny Piano (“Mama”): Pauline Oegema Piano (“My Kind of Beautiful” and “My Prayer”): Christina Durksen Violin and Viola: Danielle Marconi Cello: Bruce Morritt Saxophone (“Twoday”): Jim Gay Recorded and produced by Allan Campopiano Mixed and mastered by Matt Keighan (Audiomat) http://www.audiomat.ca/ Album Art: Michelle Vanderwier https://www.michellevanderwier.com/

 

My Kind of Beautiful

 

She was an iceberg

Under the surface

Her wealth was undiscovered

She gripped her ice cold chest

Her treasure chest of gold

Her pulse slowed in the cold

 

If there are so many kinds of beautiful

Then I will be my own kind

I’m not gonna hold it in anymore

I’m not gonna hold it in anymore

I’m gonna deliver my pulse into your hands

Into your hands

Into the hands that hold the world

 

She floated underwater

Dreaming about letting it out

Pouring gold coins out

Through her fingers

To float in with the tide

Her arms open wide

 

If there are so many kinds of beautiful

Then I will be my own kind

I’m not gonna hold it in anymore

I’m not gonna hold it in anymore

I’m gonna deliver my pulse into your hands

Into your hands

Into the hands that hold the world

 

Let it out

Let it be

Just be real

Just be free

 

Let it rock

Let it roll

Let it go

Free your soul

 

So many kinds of beautiful

I will be my own kind

So many kinds of beautiful

I will be my own kind

 

Blameless or Shameless

 

I pick up

My heavy feet

And I go through the door

Fingerprints

On the glass

There you are

 

I wish I

Could be you

For just one day

But would I

Be afraid

Of what I saw?

 

Forcing you before a pane of glass

Dirty fingerprints won’t get in the way

I see you and you’re just like me

Doesn’t this change everything?

 

I pick up

My heavy feet

And I go through the door

Fingerprints

On the glass

There you are

 

If I could

Have your eyes

I would change your mind

I would see me

A heart that breathes

I would be free

 

Forcing you before a pane of glass

Dirty fingerprints won’t get in the way

I see you and you’re just like me

Doesn’t this change everything?

 

Forcing you before a pane of glass

Dirty fingerprints won’t get in the way

I see you and you’re just like me

Doesn’t this change everything?

 

I wish I could be you

I wish I could have your eyes

I wish I could change your mind

I wish I could be free

 

Forcing you before a pane of glass

Dirty fingerprints won’t get in the way

I see you and you’re just like me

Doesn’t this change everything?

 

Doesn’t this change everything?

Won’t this change everything?

Doesn’t this change everything?

Won’t this change everything?

 

Just Be Here

 

He gets on a train

Glances around

Four girls are sitting together

Worlds apart

Fingers clicking away

 On tiny keyboards

There’s a world at his fingertips

But what about the world right in front of him?

 

The people across the globe are right here

But the people right here are far away

The people across the globe are right here

But the people right here are far away

 

He steps off the train, after the girls

Passes people without saying “Hello”

Then at the office

He works without physical proof

He talks without moving his lips

He moves without taking a step

 

‘Cause the people across the globe are right here

But the people right here are far away

The people across the globe are right here

But the people right here are far away

 

So why can’t he just slow down?

He just wants to slow down

He just ends up breaking down

 

How about you slow down?

How about you slow down?

How about you put the phone down?

 

The people across the globe are right here

But the people right here are far away

The people across the globe are right here

But the people right here are far away

 

How about you stay home today

Read a book today

A real book today

Give your wife a sweet look today

Take your kids to the park today

Make your mark today

In physical sparks, today

 

Just be here, just be here

Just be here, just be here

 

He Grows

 

His dreams were all messy

But for the angel in white

She said, “Do not worry,

You’ll know the place when it’s right.”

 

To many a garden

He was sent and went in

Mothers upon mothers

But no one would plant him

 

At four on a Wednesday

He’s taken somewhere new

He thought, “Will I take root here,

Or will I be doomed here?”

 

The garden along the fence

Is perfect; is heaven-sent

He races full speed ahead

It’s just like the angel said

 

He stops at the last green row,

Oh, what a nice place to grow!

He kneels in the cool, black earth

He looks up, for what it’s worth…

 

A mother before him stands

A trowel is in her hand

She offers a warm embrace

Then his roots all spread into place

 

He grows

 

Look at Me Now

 

I trusted you once

Now I doubt everyone

I grew up too fast

‘Cause my world came undone

It came undone

Oh, my world came undone

 

I grew up too fast

My soul curved to the sun

Bent to the brightness

Because you had none

You had none

Oh, because you had none

 

Look at me now

Oh, just look at me now

You made it so hard

But I made it somehow

 

Look at me now

Oh, just look at me now

You made it so hard

But I made it somehow

 

The right thing for you

Was the wrong thing for me

So I had to suffer

So you could be free

You could be free

Oh, so you could be free

 

So I had to suffer

And stretch to survive

Straining to straighten

The feelings inside

Oh, the feelings inside

 

Look at me now

Oh, just look at me now

You made it so hard

But I made it somehow

 

Look at me now

Oh, just look at me now

You made it so hard

But I made it somehow

 

No matter what I said

No matter what I do

Despite the silence, despite my defiance

I can’t stop loving you [it’s true]


Twoday

 

My eyes flew open

At the sound of the alarm

My spirits flew higher

It was sunny, bright and warm

I sat up and I stretched

Swung my legs down to the floor

Dressed myself in yellow

Then I skittered out the door

 

The breeze kissed my face

I was lit up by my smile

I danced along Main Street

Felt quick though it took a while

I reached my coffee shop

But before I waltzed inside

Held the door for Mrs. Little,

With a flourish, open wide

 

My coffee was glorious

My happiness leaking out

Dripping like sweet drops of java

This is what life’s about

These sweet, simple pleasures

Squinting in the sun

I want to hug a stranger

I broke into a run

 

My shoelaces have come undone

But I continue to run

My coffee cup is my sun!

Just look at what I’ve become!

 

 

I woke and all was heavy

My burden, my legs and my eyes

I struggled to remember

The source of yesterday’s prize

Shocked by my face in the mirror,

I didn’t notice the weather

Every urge to surrender

I fought in my itchy black sweater

 

The wind whipped my face

The sun cast darkened shadows

I trudged along Main Street

Sir Jubilation’s widow

After more forever

I reached the old coffee shop

Colliding with Mrs. Little

She staggered, but I dropped

 

My coffee was atrocious

My sadness leaking about

Tears slipping and dripping like raindrops

The water is wiping me out

Oh, why did I leave my bed?

The sun’s only good for some

I’m sweating with this burden

And I’m too tired to run

 

My composure’s come undone

I really cannot run

My coffee burns like the sun

Just look at what I’ve become

 

My Prayer

 

The sound

The eyes

The best surprise

It’s him

It’s me

It’s energy

So full

So fast

The moments pass

You’re mine

I’m yours

Forevermore

 

The lights are shorting out

Too much power in my heart

An infant forces tears from my eyes

An innocent smile

Melts the world away

Swept off my feet, and cast out into space

The wind hits my cheeks

And I land

My baby

My bright light

 

In my arms

In my arms

I have a new purpose today

I close my eyes and pray

 

In my arms

In my arms

I have a new purpose today

I close my eyes and pray:

 

Dear Lord, keep my baby safe

Hold him in Your arms always

Dear Lord, help my baby grow

Strong today and tomorrow

Guide his footsteps day and night

Through straight and narrow paths of life

Soak him in Your blessed peace

And grant him favour to succeed

 

Mama

 

Mama, Mama can you hear me?

Mama, you look so empty

Mama, can you still love me

If you can’t even, you can’t even tell me?

 

How can I mourn you

If your ghost remains?

How can I leave you

With life in your veins?

How can I miss you

When your pearly shell

Reminds me of someone

I knew so well?

 

Mama, Mama can you hear me?

Mama, you look so lonely

Mama, why can’t you hold me?

What if I need, I need your arms around me?

 

I’m looking closer

And now I can see

A procession of memories

Leaving you be

Your childhood, your children

All slipping away

And nothing you do can

Persuade them to stay

 

Mama, can you still love me

If you can’t even, you can’t even tell me?

 

How can I mourn you

If your ghost remains?

How can I leave you

With life in your veins?

How can I miss you

When your pearly shell

Reminds me of someone

I knew so well?

How can I miss you

When your pearly shell

Reminds me of someone

I knew so well?

 

Forever a Part of Me

 

In the blue fancy gown

I twirled around

You chased me outside

The sun smiling wide

 

In the blue fancy gown

I twirled around

You chased me outside

The sun smiling wide

The sun smiling wide

 

You brighten my memories

You, forever a part of me

When I see your tears

The years disappear

And nothing can take this moment away

 

We played by the trail

No care for tomorrow

We played by the trail

And time stood still

 

We played by the trail

No care for tomorrow

We played by the trail

And time stood still

And time stood still

You brighten my memories

You, forever a part of me

When I see your tears

The years disappear

And nothing can take this moment away

 

You brighten my memories

You, forever a part of me

When I see your tears

The years disappear

And nothing can take this moment away

 

Muddy Boots

 

The light’s on

But the shades aren’t drawn

From outside, it’s clear

That she sits in her chair

Looking out on the street

I see her there, but she can’t see me

 

She clutches white knuckles

Sad eyes magnified

She keeps on staring

At the opposite chair

No one’s in that chair now

But someone used to sit there

 

She misses what she hated

So his flaws are recreated

She wishes he was here

Muddy tracks, please reappear

Muddy tracks, please reappear!

Muddy tracks, please reappear!

 

The kids in their beds

Don’t know her nightly rite

She goes to the room

Where all the shoes are in rows

She pulls out his old boots

And tracks dirt across the room

 

She misses what she hated

So his flaws are recreated

She wishes he was here

Muddy tracks, please reappear

Muddy tracks, please reappear!

Muddy tracks, please reappear!

Muddy tracks, please reappear!

Muddy tracks

 

Dishes and Wishes

 

Home is quiet

Babies sleep

Wind and rain

Calm distress

For many dreams have lost their chance

So she could be right here, right now

She fell in love

They got a house

Sweet babies born

Then years went by

Fast and slow, all the while

Leaving all those dreams to dust

 

Now the days stretch

To fill the chores

Now the dollars stretch

To pay the bills

 

Push away the dishes

Make room for all the wishes

Push away the dishes

Fill the sink with wishes

 

Pitter patter

On the sill

Beloved babies, sleeping still

Maybe she should dust her mind

Remember passions left behind

Wipe them clean, give them life

Be something more than mother, wife

Or should she long for nothing more

Here, and now, and nothing more

 

So her heart grows

But it gets heavy, too

Makes me wonder

Is this enough?

Maybe it’s more than enough

 

Push away the dishes

Make room for all the wishes

Push away the dishes

Fill the sink with wishes

 

Rain slows down

Window up

Wind blows in

Interrupts

Finds the box

Of dusty dreams

Tears in streams

Sets them free

 

Sweep as you weep

Rock your babies to sleep

Don’t make a peep

As you silently weep

Weep ‘till you sleep

‘Till you’re dreaming so deep

Then let, let the dreams sweep you

Off your feet

Let the dreams sweep you

Off your feet

 

 

 

 

 

 

Twenty Shades of Grey

 

 

 

My eyes can’t see colour

It happened over time

Maybe I’m complacent

But I think I’ll be fine

 

Roses have no red

Violets have no blue

The sun is but a shadow

I cannot see you

 

I used to dream in colour

But black and white’s okay

I can handle life

In twenty shades of grey

 

I used to dream in colour

But black and white’s okay

I can handle life

In twenty shades of grey

 

I guess I can continue

I guess I’ll find my way

One foot before another

Beneath the shade of grey

 

Walk one foot before another

Beneath the shady grey

Well that must be okay

Do you think that that’s okay?

 

I used to dream in colour

But black and white’s okay

I can handle life

In twenty shades of grey

 

The road’s a little blurry

I feel a little pain

But I still smell the flowers

I still hear the rain

 

The road’s a little blurry

I feel a little pain

But I still smell the flowers

I still hear the rain

 

 

Puzzle Pieces

 

 

 

I have changed. Let me tell you how it all started.

 

One night, I sat at my dining room table

Putting together a puzzle –

A picture of my life made into a puzzle, that is

It came in a box without a picture

One thousand pieces of a pre-determined picture

The lamp’s light shone a harsh glare on my jumbled life.

How was I supposed to figure out how everything fits together?

 

Somehow I was prompted to leave it be – leave the puzzle alone

For whether I pieced it together or not,

The same pre-determined picture would emerge

I felt it again

Leave it be

But I wanted to see the ending before the ending began

I wanted to know my future before the present was over

I wanted to maneuver my life, glimpse ahead,

Be aware of what was to come, be prepared for what was to come.

Then I noticed a warning on the box that read,

 

“Do not piece this puzzle together before its time!”

 

I didn’t understand.

 

The puzzle was my Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil

Like Eve, I wanted SO BAD to eat a piece of the fruit, it was so tempting

So tempting that I broke off a piece of fruit

I sank my teeth into the juicy flesh, spitting out the seeds.

 

It took SO LONG to complete the puzzle

I made SO MANY mistakes because I couldn’t see the whole picture,

But one day I finished.

I went outside to make the picture come true myself.

Instead of walking through life step by step,

I zoomed out to capture the whole picture.

 

I contested gravity – I felt like I could fly

But I fell flat on my face

Gravel filled my mouth

Broken teeth, broken soul.

 

I started to run. It started to rain.

I pushed the rain out of my way like a curtain, until I saw the sun.

But the sun did not console me;

It mocked me with its bright rays.

In the face of my discouragement,

It shone on my face

So that my eyes were blinded to the truth.

 

After about 88 more steps, I saw a path ahead

Birds fluttered around it, welcoming me

But I picked up a hatchet conveniently lying close by,

And cleared my own path instead.

I wanted to do it my way

I had to follow the picture – the way I pieced the puzzle together

The way ended up being difficult to navigate

My compass was faulty

I threw it in the woods and when it fell,

It did not make a sound.

 

Then I started to wonder

As I picked leaves out of my hair with throbbing hands

Oh, I started to wonder -
What if the picture that I had assembled back on my dining room table

Assembled based on my own understanding, that is

What if that was different than the picture that was meant to be?

How would I ever know? The box came without a picture…

What if my dreams would not be realized

On the other side of this maze of trees?

 

After being indecisive for a while,

I decided to continue

On this path never trodden before me, before now

Unaware of what was ahead

I figured that eventually I would find myself in the right place

At the right time

In the right circumstance to make my puzzle picture come true.

 

Make my puzzle picture come true….make my puzzle picture come true…No one else but me can realize my dreams…my puzzle picture of my dreams…my dreams in one thousand pieces put together my way…my dreams come true my way…

 

Maybe I would eventually find myself happy, out of this forest of confusion,

away from all the trees weighed down with juicy fruit, away from all the leaves that stick in my hair…fall to the ground and crumble under my feet.

 

Maybe I would eventually find myself satisfied, in a place with a bigger dining room table for bigger puzzles and a nice front window with a glorious view of the sunset…

 

Maybe I would eventually find a body of water…on the other side of the trees…

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

See the ripples lapping up against the shore

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

Splash my face with the cool water in the morning

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

Hear the waves as they lull me to sleep

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

 

I’ve always wanted to live by the water.

 

 

Lost at Sea

 

 

 

Back and forth, back and forth

Back and forth, back and forth

 

Back and forth, back and forth

Back and forth, back and forth

 

Gray and blue, blue and gray

Day and night, night and day

Mist and rain and wistful thinking

Blind restraint, blank eyes blinking

 

Black and white, white and black

I feel mariners creeping behind my back

Nobody here, nobody there

Heart laid bare, hope nowhere

 

Lost at sea on a stormy night

Cold and salty, fear meets fright

Float and sink and sink and float

These waves might capsize my lonely boat

These waves might capture me—note by note

 

Back and forth, back and forth

Back and forth, back and forth

 

Back and forth, back and forth

Back and forth, back and forth

 

East and west, west and east

I can’t breathe, I can’t see

Come on, angels, please don’t leave

Tell me something I can believe!

 

Back and forth, back and forth

North and south, south and north

Floor and sky, sky and floor

Upside down I feel no more…

 

Albatross, just go away

Come again another day

Albatross, you cannot stay

Thanks to you, I’ve lost my way

Thanks to you, I’ve lost my way

 

 

Cast Down

 

 

 

Flooded eyes drowned out by laughter

Scream now, and think on it after

“Never mind,” mouth says to brain

But yellow sparks of energy drive me insane

 

Want to say it, want to scream it

Want to settle down, instead melt down

Want to be the calm one

(Always thought I was the calm one)

 

Once it was all perfectly pieced together

All of this that has now sha t t e   re  d

Losing pieces, pieces of me

Broken pieces all around me

 

Here I am, drowning in anger

Not breathing, agony is seeping

Out of my soul, onto the floor

Shut the door, shut the door

 

I wanted to be free

But the fire burns in me

 

I wanted to be free!

 

Shut the door on my shattered dreams

Shut the door to hold in the screams

My life’s not what it seems

Did I dream too many dreams?

 

I wanted to be free

But the fire burns in me

I wanted to be free

But the fire burns in me

 

Volevo essere libera,

Ma il fouco bruccia in me.

 

 

Drowning

 

 

 

On an island, surrounded by glassy water,

Crowds and crowds of people gather.

 

The people are shrouded in the darkness,

But moonlight shines on their faces,

Making everyone look like they are made of gold.

 

Dark eyes framed by dark eyelashes gaze deeply,

And all the mystery of night is encompassed and enraptured

In those glistening stares full of glistening tears.

We all hope they don’t spill over – overflow and trickle all the way down

And rust the faces made of gold…

 

Look into the glassy ocean’s surface; the mirror-glass,

That horrible surface that gives away hidden imperfections –

That enhances the eyes and reflects the water,

Both from the tears and the ocean …

 

Everyone wants to submerge all the confusion they feel

And the blank thoughts that somehow fill their minds,

So they need not exist up here, here on the crowded island.

I think I need to spend some time underwater:

To mask my existence and scream a little.

Down there, no one can hear you scream, so you don’t disturb anyone.

Ripples will rock and shudder around,

And once you collect your dignity, emerge

And never want to go back to that salty, glassy water.

 

Dazzling light flickers on and off all over the island.

Volcanoes erupt and pour heat over everything.

Earthquakes shake the ground and light -

 

Light and indescribable sounds fill everyone’s eyes and everyone’s ears

Until nothing can be done but stand still, like stone.

Something…something…something consumes everyone

As all the excess, removable grime and build-up of life on this earth is burned away

And the people of the earth are left existing as statues—stone statues—with nothing extra

nothing extra

 

To make them be any better.

They’re eroding, and tears glisten and melt off everyone’s faces

As they are forced to look in the mirror-glass…

To look upon the truth and the reality

And the purpose of life they failed to give time to before.

Now everyone wants to drown

but no one can

 

 

Dark Days

 

 

 

It’s a slippery slope

To rock bottom

It’s a long way to fall

It’s a hard way to fall

 

My stomach is sinking

My mind can’t stop thinking

Drinking in what I need

Desperate to feel again

But now I only feel alone

Alone

Alone

 

So I start to fall

She trips, slips and loses her grip

Bump against rocks

Arms and legs conflicting with the cliffs

Blind to beautiful

She can’t see her reflection

Deaf to song

  She doesn’t hear me calling her!

 

It’s a slippery slope

To rock bottom

I’ve reached the hard ground

My face bruised from the fall

But once you’re at the bottom

You can’t fall anymore

I have to look up

And start climbing

 

Forgetting what happened

Before impact

Picking up the pieces

Of my broken heart

Along the way

Picking up my pieces

So I can walk uphill again

 

 

The day breaks on her broken soul

She rolls over, gets up slow

Stumbles at first ’til she finds her feet

Crumbles at first ’til her arms and legs meet

Her eyes come to focus and they see her heart

So many precious pieces all broken apart

Tears fall down her face as she gathers them up

Shiny tears, sharp pieces, life interrupted

She presses fragments back inside her chest

And holds her heart as she walks up the precipice

Determination, clenched fists and gritted teeth

She conquers rocks, ascends and puts hurt beneath

What once was dull now starts to shimmer, glimmer, shine

The sun follows her up the cliff as she climbs over time

Over time, no longer blind, getting strong, it won’t be long.

 

It won’t be long.

 

 

The Prodigal

 

 

 

No mistake I’ve ever made

Can quit your ever-flowing mercy

No mistake I’ve ever made

Can quell your grace and surely, surely

I can rise up on your wings

And fly above my situation

I can still live in your will

‘Cause I will trust your navigation

 

I’ve been tossed against the waves

I’ve been lost along the way

Oceans would have been my grave

But your death has healed and saved:

Sovereign rescue, love so sweet,

Pure redemption, grace complete

For as dark as the situation

Twice as bright is your relief!

 

Then I will surely sing,

O Death, where is your sting?

You cannot claim me, I’ve been saved

By my immortal King

 

Then I will surely sing,

O Death, where is your sting?

You cannot claim me, I’ve been saved

By my immortal King

 

Dream (that Tomorrow Can Be Today)

 

When you see

What you could have become

You hope it’s not too late

That fate

Can still happen

That you

Can still be you

 

As destined

As dreamed

You scream

You wander

Through life’s possibilities

And certainties

You scrape your feet

And get calloused

Snatch at ideas and chances

Pray you still have a chance

Hope, dream, reason some more

Your eyes will get glassy

And your thoughts all blend together

 

Until the day you realize…

 

It’s never too late

To alter your fate

Scrape at the ceilings of your dreams

Break through and reach further

Dance on the clouds of your talents

And scream as you climb

Sing as you float

Then see your own face

Scream as you climb

Sing as you float

And see your own face

See what you have become, and smile deeply

See what you have become, and smile deeply

 

 

Queen Meets King

 

 

 

The queen turns her head

To her people

Looking for a king

A fitting head for a golden crown

She lives her dream in today

So she can look to tomorrow

Tomorrow with her king

 

Her hands folded

Her life molded

By her God

Who makes the sun to shine on her

And be gracious to her

A king comes forward then

Asking for the crown

But just like the fairy tale, his glass shoe must fit

 

He does not fit

He is banished

The queen turns her head again

Sheds a tear / Knows better

Looks onward to her people,

The moon on their faces.

Then she asks her Advisor what to do

He guides her eyes

“The crown was made for this one’s head”

She then sees her king; the unexpected one

 

They dance

Of life and love

They dance

Of dreams and morning dew

They dance

Of light and laughter

 

Peace fills my heart / I love my king

We float away / And back again

We float downstream / In crystal waters

We float on dreams / Of ancient daughters

I float so free

My king I sought him…. My king I found him

 

I love you…you…you

 

 

Chromatic

 

 

 

Though the road was winding

I found my way

I see the bright beginning

Past the clouds of grey

 

I found the red in roses

I caught a glimpse of you

I learned a little secret

Love is colour, too

 

I couldn’t see in colour

But that changed one day

A promise in a rainbow

Appeared after the rain

 

Everything’s chromatic

It’s no longer grey

What was in the distance

Surrounds me today

 

Now everything’s chromatic

It’s no longer grey

What was in the distance

Surrounds me today

 

 

 

 

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Chromatic is a concept album that tells a story in ten tracks. The story takes the listener on a journey: navigating a descent from complacency to chaos and then climbing hills of hope to happiness. Twenty Shades of Grey Feat. Pauline Oegema (piano) Puzzle Pieces Lost At Sea Cast Down Feat. Melissa Shriner (vocals in Italian) Drowning Dark Days Feat. Ase Mor The Prodigal Feat. Gary Forbes (trumpet) Dream (that Tomorrow can be Today) Queen Meets King Feat. Susan Yee (erhu) Chromatic Feat. Peter Haverkamp (guitar) Cello by Robin Howe. Acoustic drums by Bob Goodall and Joseph Stracuzzi. All songs co-written by Christina Oegema-Durksen and Danielle Oegema-Marconi. All songs recorded and produced by Peter Haverkamp, except “Cast Down,” by Paul Palynchuk Recorded at Canadian Heritage Records Mastered by Grant Avenue Studio Album art by Jessica Jordan
Resonate is a collection of songs written to 
bring people together through shared experiences. 

The songs highlight certain emotions and (perhaps familiar) moments in time, often in the form of a story. At the heart of the album is the desire to connect with others by either bringing into the light or honouring and celebrating significant moments, people or life experiences to which many of us can relate. My Kind of Beautiful Blameless or Shameless Just Be Here He Grows Look at Me Now Twoday My Prayer Mama Forever a Part of Me Muddy Boots Dishes and Wishes All songs co-written by Danielle Marconi and Christina Durksen, except for “Muddy Boots,” music by Joel Durksen Guitar: Mike Tuyp Drums: Allan Campopiano Vocals: Danielle Marconi and Christina Durksen, except “Look at Me Now” and “Muddy Boots,” lead vocals by Joel Durksen Aboriginal drums (“My Kind of Beautiful”): Mark Chindemi Bass: Joel Durksen, except for “Muddy Boots,” bass by Scott Gossen and “Twoday,” upright bass by Adrian Juras Piano (“Twoday”) and organ (“Muddy Boots”): Jakub Zapotoczny Piano (“Mama”): Pauline Oegema Piano (“My Kind of Beautiful” and “My Prayer”): Christina Durksen Violin and Viola: Danielle Marconi Cello: Bruce Morritt Saxophone (“Twoday”): Jim Gay Recorded and produced by Allan Campopiano Mixed and mastered by Matt Keighan (Audiomat) http://www.audiomat.ca/ Album Art: Michelle Vanderwier https://www.michellevanderwier.com/

Twenty Shades of Grey

 

 

 

My eyes can’t see colour

It happened over time

Maybe I’m complacent

But I think I’ll be fine

 

Roses have no red

Violets have no blue

The sun is but a shadow

I cannot see you

 

I used to dream in colour

But black and white’s okay

I can handle life

In twenty shades of grey

 

I used to dream in colour

But black and white’s okay

I can handle life

In twenty shades of grey

 

I guess I can continue

I guess I’ll find my way

One foot before another

Beneath the shade of grey

 

Walk one foot before another

Beneath the shady grey

Well that must be okay

Do you think that that’s okay?

 

I used to dream in colour

But black and white’s okay

I can handle life

In twenty shades of grey

 

The road’s a little blurry

I feel a little pain

But I still smell the flowers

I still hear the rain

 

The road’s a little blurry

I feel a little pain

But I still smell the flowers

I still hear the rain

 

 

Puzzle Pieces

 

 

 

I have changed. Let me tell you how it all started.

 

One night, I sat at my dining room table

Putting together a puzzle –

A picture of my life made into a puzzle, that is

It came in a box without a picture

One thousand pieces of a pre-determined picture

The lamp’s light shone a harsh glare on my jumbled life.

How was I supposed to figure out how everything fits together?

 

Somehow I was prompted to leave it be – leave the puzzle alone

For whether I pieced it together or not,

The same pre-determined picture would emerge

I felt it again

Leave it be

But I wanted to see the ending before the ending began

I wanted to know my future before the present was over

I wanted to maneuver my life, glimpse ahead,

Be aware of what was to come, be prepared for what was to come.

Then I noticed a warning on the box that read,

 

“Do not piece this puzzle together before its time!”

 

I didn’t understand.

 

The puzzle was my Tree of the Knowledge of Good and Evil

Like Eve, I wanted SO BAD to eat a piece of the fruit, it was so tempting

So tempting that I broke off a piece of fruit

I sank my teeth into the juicy flesh, spitting out the seeds.

 

It took SO LONG to complete the puzzle

I made SO MANY mistakes because I couldn’t see the whole picture,

But one day I finished.

I went outside to make the picture come true myself.

Instead of walking through life step by step,

I zoomed out to capture the whole picture.

 

I contested gravity – I felt like I could fly

But I fell flat on my face

Gravel filled my mouth

Broken teeth, broken soul.

 

I started to run. It started to rain.

I pushed the rain out of my way like a curtain, until I saw the sun.

But the sun did not console me;

It mocked me with its bright rays.

In the face of my discouragement,

It shone on my face

So that my eyes were blinded to the truth.

 

After about 88 more steps, I saw a path ahead

Birds fluttered around it, welcoming me

But I picked up a hatchet conveniently lying close by,

And cleared my own path instead.

I wanted to do it my way

I had to follow the picture – the way I pieced the puzzle together

The way ended up being difficult to navigate

My compass was faulty

I threw it in the woods and when it fell,

It did not make a sound.

 

Then I started to wonder

As I picked leaves out of my hair with throbbing hands

Oh, I started to wonder -
What if the picture that I had assembled back on my dining room table

Assembled based on my own understanding, that is

What if that was different than the picture that was meant to be?

How would I ever know? The box came without a picture…

What if my dreams would not be realized

On the other side of this maze of trees?

 

After being indecisive for a while,

I decided to continue

On this path never trodden before me, before now

Unaware of what was ahead

I figured that eventually I would find myself in the right place

At the right time

In the right circumstance to make my puzzle picture come true.

 

Make my puzzle picture come true….make my puzzle picture come true…No one else but me can realize my dreams…my puzzle picture of my dreams…my dreams in one thousand pieces put together my way…my dreams come true my way…

 

Maybe I would eventually find myself happy, out of this forest of confusion,

away from all the trees weighed down with juicy fruit, away from all the leaves that stick in my hair…fall to the ground and crumble under my feet.

 

Maybe I would eventually find myself satisfied, in a place with a bigger dining room table for bigger puzzles and a nice front window with a glorious view of the sunset…

 

Maybe I would eventually find a body of water…on the other side of the trees…

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

See the ripples lapping up against the shore

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

Splash my face with the cool water in the morning

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

Hear the waves as they lull me to sleep

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

I’ve always wanted to live by the water

 

I’ve always wanted to live by the water.

 

 

Lost at Sea

 

 

 

Back and forth, back and forth

Back and forth, back and forth

 

Back and forth, back and forth

Back and forth, back and forth

 

Gray and blue, blue and gray

Day and night, night and day

Mist and rain and wistful thinking

Blind restraint, blank eyes blinking

 

Black and white, white and black

I feel mariners creeping behind my back

Nobody here, nobody there

Heart laid bare, hope nowhere

 

Lost at sea on a stormy night

Cold and salty, fear meets fright

Float and sink and sink and float

These waves might capsize my lonely boat

These waves might capture me—note by note

 

Back and forth, back and forth

Back and forth, back and forth

 

Back and forth, back and forth

Back and forth, back and forth

 

East and west, west and east

I can’t breathe, I can’t see

Come on, angels, please don’t leave

Tell me something I can believe!

 

Back and forth, back and forth

North and south, south and north

Floor and sky, sky and floor

Upside down I feel no more…

 

Albatross, just go away

Come again another day

Albatross, you cannot stay

Thanks to you, I’ve lost my way

Thanks to you, I’ve lost my way

 

 

Cast Down

 

 

 

Flooded eyes drowned out by laughter

Scream now, and think on it after

“Never mind,” mouth says to brain

But yellow sparks of energy drive me insane

 

Want to say it, want to scream it

Want to settle down, instead melt down

Want to be the calm one

(Always thought I was the calm one)

 

Once it was all perfectly pieced together

All of this that has now sha t t e   re  d

Losing pieces, pieces of me

Broken pieces all around me

 

Here I am, drowning in anger

Not breathing, agony is seeping

Out of my soul, onto the floor

Shut the door, shut the door

 

I wanted to be free

But the fire burns in me

 

I wanted to be free!

 

Shut the door on my shattered dreams

Shut the door to hold in the screams

My life’s not what it seems

Did I dream too many dreams?

 

I wanted to be free

But the fire burns in me

I wanted to be free

But the fire burns in me

 

Volevo essere libera,

Ma il fouco bruccia in me.

 

 

Drowning

 

 

 

On an island, surrounded by glassy water,

Crowds and crowds of people gather.

 

The people are shrouded in the darkness,

But moonlight shines on their faces,

Making everyone look like they are made of gold.

 

Dark eyes framed by dark eyelashes gaze deeply,

And all the mystery of night is encompassed and enraptured

In those glistening stares full of glistening tears.

We all hope they don’t spill over – overflow and trickle all the way down

And rust the faces made of gold…

 

Look into the glassy ocean’s surface; the mirror-glass,

That horrible surface that gives away hidden imperfections –

That enhances the eyes and reflects the water,

Both from the tears and the ocean …

 

Everyone wants to submerge all the confusion they feel

And the blank thoughts that somehow fill their minds,

So they need not exist up here, here on the crowded island.

I think I need to spend some time underwater:

To mask my existence and scream a little.

Down there, no one can hear you scream, so you don’t disturb anyone.

Ripples will rock and shudder around,

And once you collect your dignity, emerge

And never want to go back to that salty, glassy water.

 

Dazzling light flickers on and off all over the island.

Volcanoes erupt and pour heat over everything.

Earthquakes shake the ground and light -

 

Light and indescribable sounds fill everyone’s eyes and everyone’s ears

Until nothing can be done but stand still, like stone.

Something…something…something consumes everyone

As all the excess, removable grime and build-up of life on this earth is burned away

And the people of the earth are left existing as statues—stone statues—with nothing extra

nothing extra

 

To make them be any better.

They’re eroding, and tears glisten and melt off everyone’s faces

As they are forced to look in the mirror-glass…

To look upon the truth and the reality

And the purpose of life they failed to give time to before.

Now everyone wants to drown

but no one can

 

 

Dark Days

 

 

 

It’s a slippery slope

To rock bottom

It’s a long way to fall

It’s a hard way to fall

 

My stomach is sinking

My mind can’t stop thinking

Drinking in what I need

Desperate to feel again

But now I only feel alone

Alone

Alone

 

So I start to fall

She trips, slips and loses her grip

Bump against rocks

Arms and legs conflicting with the cliffs

Blind to beautiful

She can’t see her reflection

Deaf to song

  She doesn’t hear me calling her!

 

It’s a slippery slope

To rock bottom

I’ve reached the hard ground

My face bruised from the fall

But once you’re at the bottom

You can’t fall anymore

I have to look up

And start climbing

 

Forgetting what happened

Before impact

Picking up the pieces

Of my broken heart

Along the way

Picking up my pieces

So I can walk uphill again

 

 

The day breaks on her broken soul

She rolls over, gets up slow

Stumbles at first ’til she finds her feet

Crumbles at first ’til her arms and legs meet

Her eyes come to focus and they see her heart

So many precious pieces all broken apart

Tears fall down her face as she gathers them up

Shiny tears, sharp pieces, life interrupted

She presses fragments back inside her chest

And holds her heart as she walks up the precipice

Determination, clenched fists and gritted teeth

She conquers rocks, ascends and puts hurt beneath

What once was dull now starts to shimmer, glimmer, shine

The sun follows her up the cliff as she climbs over time

Over time, no longer blind, getting strong, it won’t be long.

 

It won’t be long.

 

 

The Prodigal

 

 

 

No mistake I’ve ever made

Can quit your ever-flowing mercy

No mistake I’ve ever made

Can quell your grace and surely, surely

I can rise up on your wings

And fly above my situation

I can still live in your will

‘Cause I will trust your navigation

 

I’ve been tossed against the waves

I’ve been lost along the way

Oceans would have been my grave

But your death has healed and saved:

Sovereign rescue, love so sweet,

Pure redemption, grace complete

For as dark as the situation

Twice as bright is your relief!

 

Then I will surely sing,

O Death, where is your sting?

You cannot claim me, I’ve been saved

By my immortal King

 

Then I will surely sing,

O Death, where is your sting?

You cannot claim me, I’ve been saved

By my immortal King

 

Dream (that Tomorrow Can Be Today)

 

When you see

What you could have become

You hope it’s not too late

That fate

Can still happen

That you

Can still be you

 

As destined

As dreamed

You scream

You wander

Through life’s possibilities

And certainties

You scrape your feet

And get calloused

Snatch at ideas and chances

Pray you still have a chance

Hope, dream, reason some more

Your eyes will get glassy

And your thoughts all blend together

 

Until the day you realize…

 

It’s never too late

To alter your fate

Scrape at the ceilings of your dreams

Break through and reach further

Dance on the clouds of your talents

And scream as you climb

Sing as you float

Then see your own face

Scream as you climb

Sing as you float

And see your own face

See what you have become, and smile deeply

See what you have become, and smile deeply

 

 

Queen Meets King

 

 

 

The queen turns her head

To her people

Looking for a king

A fitting head for a golden crown

She lives her dream in today

So she can look to tomorrow

Tomorrow with her king

 

Her hands folded

Her life molded

By her God

Who makes the sun to shine on her

And be gracious to her

A king comes forward then

Asking for the crown

But just like the fairy tale, his glass shoe must fit

 

He does not fit

He is banished

The queen turns her head again

Sheds a tear / Knows better

Looks onward to her people,

The moon on their faces.

Then she asks her Advisor what to do

He guides her eyes

“The crown was made for this one’s head”

She then sees her king; the unexpected one

 

They dance

Of life and love

They dance

Of dreams and morning dew

They dance

Of light and laughter

 

Peace fills my heart / I love my king

We float away / And back again

We float downstream / In crystal waters

We float on dreams / Of ancient daughters

I float so free

My king I sought him…. My king I found him

 

I love you…you…you

 

 

Chromatic

 

 

 

Though the road was winding

I found my way

I see the bright beginning

Past the clouds of grey

 

I found the red in roses

I caught a glimpse of you

I learned a little secret

Love is colour, too

 

I couldn’t see in colour

But that changed one day

A promise in a rainbow

Appeared after the rain

 

Everything’s chromatic

It’s no longer grey

What was in the distance

Surrounds me today

 

Now everything’s chromatic

It’s no longer grey

What was in the distance

Surrounds me today

 

 

 

 

Chromatic is a concept album that tells a story in ten tracks. The story takes the listener on a journey: navigating a descent from complacency to chaos and then climbing hills of hope to happiness. Twenty Shades of Grey Feat. Pauline Oegema (piano) Puzzle Pieces Lost At Sea Cast Down Feat. Melissa Shriner (vocals in Italian) Drowning Dark Days Feat. Ase Mor The Prodigal Feat. Gary Forbes (trumpet) Dream (that Tomorrow can be Today) Queen Meets King Feat. Susan Yee (erhu) Chromatic Feat. Peter Haverkamp (guitar) Cello by Robin Howe. Acoustic drums by Bob Goodall and Joseph Stracuzzi. All songs co-written by Christina Oegema-Durksen and Danielle Oegema-Marconi. All songs recorded and produced by Peter Haverkamp, except “Cast Down,” by Paul Palynchuk Recorded at Canadian Heritage Records Mastered by Grant Avenue Studio Album art by Jessica Jordan
Resonate is a collection of songs written to 
bring people together through shared experiences. 

The songs highlight certain emotions and (perhaps familiar) moments in time, often in the form of a story. At the heart of the album is the desire to connect with others by either bringing into the light or honouring and celebrating significant moments, people or life experiences to which many of us can relate. My Kind of Beautiful Blameless or Shameless Just Be Here He Grows Look at Me Now Twoday My Prayer Mama Forever a Part of Me Muddy Boots Dishes and Wishes All songs co-written by Danielle Marconi and Christina Durksen, except for “Muddy Boots,” music by Joel Durksen Guitar: Mike Tuyp Drums: Allan Campopiano Vocals: Danielle Marconi and Christina Durksen, except “Look at Me Now” and “Muddy Boots,” lead vocals by Joel Durksen Aboriginal drums (“My Kind of Beautiful”): Mark Chindemi Bass: Joel Durksen, except for “Muddy Boots,” bass by Scott Gossen and “Twoday,” upright bass by Adrian Juras Piano (“Twoday”) and organ (“Muddy Boots”): Jakub Zapotoczny Piano (“Mama”): Pauline Oegema Piano (“My Kind of Beautiful” and “My Prayer”): Christina Durksen Violin and Viola: Danielle Marconi Cello: Bruce Morritt Saxophone (“Twoday”): Jim Gay Recorded and produced by Allan Campopiano Mixed and mastered by Matt Keighan (Audiomat) http://www.audiomat.ca/ Album Art: Michelle Vanderwier https://www.michellevanderwier.com/
Resonate is a collection of songs written to 
bring people together through shared experiences. 

The songs highlight certain emotions and (perhaps familiar) moments in time, often in the form of a story. At the heart of the album is the desire to connect with others by either bringing into the light or honouring and celebrating significant moments, people or life experiences to which many of us can relate. My Kind of Beautiful Blameless or Shameless Just Be Here He Grows Look at Me Now Twoday My Prayer Mama Forever a Part of Me Muddy Boots Dishes and Wishes All songs co-written by Danielle Marconi and Christina Durksen, except for “Muddy Boots,” music by Joel Durksen Guitar: Mike Tuyp Drums: Allan Campopiano Vocals: Danielle Marconi and Christina Durksen, except “Look at Me Now” and “Muddy Boots,” lead vocals by Joel Durksen Aboriginal drums (“My Kind of Beautiful”): Mark Chindemi Bass: Joel Durksen, except for “Muddy Boots,” bass by Scott Gossen and “Twoday,” upright bass by Adrian Juras Piano (“Twoday”) and organ (“Muddy Boots”): Jakub Zapotoczny Piano (“Mama”): Pauline Oegema Piano (“My Kind of Beautiful” and “My Prayer”): Christina Durksen Violin and Viola: Danielle Marconi Cello: Bruce Morritt Saxophone (“Twoday”): Jim Gay Recorded and produced by Allan Campopiano Mixed and mastered by Matt Keighan (Audiomat) http://www.audiomat.ca/ Album Art: Michelle Vanderwier https://www.michellevanderwier.com/
Chromatic is a concept album that tells a story in ten tracks. The story takes the listener on a journey: navigating a descent from complacency to chaos and then climbing hills of hope to happiness. Twenty Shades of Grey Feat. Pauline Oegema (piano) Puzzle Pieces Lost At Sea Cast Down Feat. Melissa Shriner (vocals in Italian) Drowning Dark Days Feat. Ase Mor The Prodigal Feat. Gary Forbes (trumpet) Dream (that Tomorrow can be Today) Queen Meets King Feat. Susan Yee (erhu) Chromatic Feat. Peter Haverkamp (guitar) Cello by Robin Howe. Acoustic drums by Bob Goodall and Joseph Stracuzzi. All songs co-written by Christina Oegema-Durksen and Danielle Oegema-Marconi. All songs recorded and produced by Peter Haverkamp, except “Cast Down,” by Paul Palynchuk Recorded at Canadian Heritage Records Mastered by Grant Avenue Studio Album art by Jessica Jordan