Confused, this would be good outdoor music I think, although not a guitar to be heard...
I was wrong on that; some guitars do show up. I haven't listened to this in a while. It's fife and drum blues, but it does have some more guitar sounds too. One of the first things I ever got from emusic, I heard about this from PBS series about the blues.
New and single disc-priced at eMusic. Four nights/six discs of live "standards," sounds great so far. Part of a sizable new drop from an Italian label, Amirani. AAJ review
"Richard Skelton's first solo album in two years is preoccupied with 'the great volume of nature', its delicacy and violence, light and dark, solace and psychological burden. The music hovers between the empyreal and the subterranean, and - framed by the accompanying book of texts, art and photography - offers what Skelton describes as a 'picture of a wood through which slanting light dimly traces other forms'. Nimrod presents the idea of music - not as the distillation of a specific place (as in works such as Landings and Ridgelines), but as a relic of an imaginary landscape; a series of notional artefacts:
'I wanted to concentrate on sound as a material presence - to explore it as a substance that might endure weathering, to reveal layers of harmonic till with outcrops of more obdurate material; moraines of static, veins of melody.' The tremulous strings that characterised much of his earlier work have all but disappeared as the music is divested of ornament, revealing the coarse grain of its underlying substrate: a dark mass of shifting tonal colours suffused with filigree detail. The excerpted texts that make up the accompanying book come from a range of sources, united by a hyper-sensitivity to nature itself; a desire to understand and come to terms with its 'hidden state'. They are figures in the landscape, some of whom construct elaborate systems of classification and natural philosophy, others who seem wounded by their very affinities, and others still who seem lost, or are institutionalised. The tone of the work as a whole - which finds its analogue in the music - is aptly evoked in Gerard Manley Hopkins' poignant phrase: 'nature in all her parcels and faculties gaped and fell apart'. There is a sense of things on the verge of collapse, of despair and regret."
"I can show you where, in the desert of winter, the wind-hover fell for
the last time. Can show you how flies and maggots gently prized flesh
from bone. How the delicate globe of its skull, which once held the sky
and six square miles of vole-earth, was, in turn, mapped and charted by
beetles. Buried."
"In assuming death I have witnessed countless atrocities. In the fields.
By the roadside. The verges of woods. I have heard a music and it is
delirious. Centuries are as seconds, seconds as centuries.
I am not actually listening to this at this precise moment, but it is lined up for a little later and I wanted to thank Doofy for pointing it out. With a twofer booster this was quite the bargain for $3.25 real money.
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Ulaan Passerine - Ulaan Passerine
Ulaan Markhor - Spiral Horns, Black Onions, Et Al.
Hala Strana - These Villages
Before the rotation
- Out today on Editions Mego
Die Wilde Jagd, self-titled.
Yoshi Wada - Earth Horns With Electronic Drone
track 1 is a 35 min. piece from Carousell
I picked up a ton of those cones today. Darned old conifers.
Second part of this double album set. Brilliant so far
Richard Skelton - Limnology
Richard Skelton - Verse Of Birds
Confused, this would be good outdoor music I think, although not a guitar to be heard...
I was wrong on that; some guitars do show up. I haven't listened to this in a while. It's fife and drum blues, but it does have some more guitar sounds too. One of the first things I ever got from emusic, I heard about this from PBS series about the blues.
New and single disc-priced at eMusic. Four nights/six discs of live "standards," sounds great so far. Part of a sizable new drop from an Italian label, Amirani. AAJ review
Richard Skelton - An Ash-Tree Which the Ignorant Call Holy
Richard Skelton - Ivystrung
The Inward Circles - Nimrod Is Lost in Orion and Osyris in the Doggestarre (2014)
Notes from the Corbel Stone Press website:
"Richard Skelton's first solo album in two years is preoccupied with 'the great volume of nature', its delicacy and violence, light and dark, solace and psychological burden. The music hovers between the empyreal and the subterranean, and - framed by the accompanying book of texts, art and photography - offers what Skelton describes as a 'picture of a wood through which slanting light dimly traces other forms'.
Nimrod presents the idea of music - not as the distillation of a specific place (as in works such as Landings and Ridgelines), but as a relic of an imaginary landscape; a series of notional artefacts:
'I wanted to concentrate on sound as a material presence - to explore it as a substance that might endure weathering, to reveal layers of harmonic till with outcrops of more obdurate material; moraines of static, veins of melody.'
The tremulous strings that characterised much of his earlier work have all but disappeared as the music is divested of ornament, revealing the coarse grain of its underlying substrate: a dark mass of shifting tonal colours suffused with filigree detail.
The excerpted texts that make up the accompanying book come from a range of sources, united by a hyper-sensitivity to nature itself; a desire to understand and come to terms with its 'hidden state'. They are figures in the landscape, some of whom construct elaborate systems of classification and natural philosophy, others who seem wounded by their very affinities, and others still who seem lost, or are institutionalised. The tone of the work as a whole - which finds its analogue in the music - is aptly evoked in Gerard Manley Hopkins' poignant phrase: 'nature in all her parcels and faculties gaped and fell apart'. There is a sense of things on the verge of collapse, of despair and regret."
(2015) Corbel Stone Press website
I have heard a music and it is delirious
"I can show you where, in the desert of winter, the wind-hover fell for the last time. Can show you how flies and maggots gently prized flesh from bone. How the delicate globe of its skull, which once held the sky and six square miles of vole-earth, was, in turn, mapped and charted by beetles. Buried."
"In assuming death I have witnessed countless atrocities. In the fields. By the roadside. The verges of woods. I have heard a music and it is delirious. Centuries are as seconds, seconds as centuries.
so I'm bringing out some good ones today.
Gorgeous. Words by poet Susana Sandoval
I am not actually listening to this at this precise moment, but it is lined up for a little later and I wanted to thank Doofy for pointing it out. With a twofer booster this was quite the bargain for $3.25 real money.