Tagged: Drone

ghost signal #5

ghost signal #5: negating time in tlon

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eraldo bernocchI & chihei hatakeyama – shapeless buildings (00:00)
francesco giannico & giulio aldinucci – reframing (09:23)
coaxial – the symbolism of a safety pin (15:06)
slow clinic – abrasions (19:15)
nonconnah – the collapsing bridge (28:49)
emily a. sprague – water memory 1 (32:10)
illuha – aikou (39:26)
olan mill – pladin (47:16)
mésange – creator (52:18)

ghost signal #4

ghost signal #4: it is a good life

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modern classical | ambient | drone | experimental | acoustic

astrid & rachel grimes – mossgrove & seaweed
helen money – machine
date palms – night riding the skyline
leandro fresco/rafael anton irisarri – lo esencial es invisible a los ojos
chihei hatakeyama – bus terminal in konya
ensemble economique – gonna get right with god, right after this next cigarette
western skies motel – two worlds
kitchie kitchie ki me o – europa(first light)

ghost signal #2

ghost signal #2: the ninth inning

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tracklist:

heroin & your veins – i feel nothing (00:42)
labradford – c (02:55)
nonsun – peace of decay, joy of collapse (08:11)
heinali & matt finney – tinderbox (16:43)
aluk todolo – iv xii mmx (26:26)
shrine – radiant skyline (unit 4) (35:30)
lawrence english – object of projection (43:20)
the bug & earth – agoraphobia (47:45)
dälek – it just is (52:47)

samples taken from detour (1945)

Ore – Belatedly

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Ore is a ‘tuba doom’ album. Which sounds ludicrous, and thankfully the label doesn’t nearly do it justice – half an intimate, solo meditation on loss from sole member Sam Underwood, playing tuba and accompanying himself with such lo-fi things as drumming on Ikea shelves, half a series of frequently surprising collaborations with a variety of different instrumentalists, Belatedly is a tricky record to categorise. But whatever you want to call it it’s a gem of a record.

Full review at Echoes & Dust.

Heinali & Matt Finney – How We Lived

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Matt Finney was off-grid for a while before last years excellent record with Siavash Amini but seems to back in force with a barrage of releases with a menagerie of different collaborators. This one, with his old sparring partner Heinali, tells the story of that hiatus in typically unflinching fashion.

Full review over at Echoes & Dust.

Lawrence English – Cruel Optimism

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I’ve been listening to a lot of drone/ambient/modern composition and the like over the past few years but have seldom written about it. I find it hard to quite capture what’s going on in these abstract pieces. If writing about music is dancing about architecture (and cheers Zappa for sewing that seed of doubt in every music writer’s mind) then writing about abstract pieces is like trying to describe alien structures of non-Euclidean geometry whilst on too much acid to ascertain which limb is which.

Or at least it is for me. Maybe I just feel uncormtable describing anything I can’t overuse the word ‘riff’ for.

Anyhow. I had a go at reviewing the latest work from Lawrence English. i very much like it, something which I hope comes through in this unappetising word salad.

Review, as ever, over at Echoes and Dust.

Endless Floods – II

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New year, new reviews of intimidatingly long, unbearably anguished doom records. Endless Floods, of Bordeuax, France, slow down and stretch out their songs to the point their heaviness almost becomes ambience. They’re one of the most interesting bands operating in the genre at the moment and despite utilising familiar tools and riffs their latest is something pretty unique.

Review over at Echoes & Dust.

Khünnt – Failures

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It’s been a bit quiet on here of late. Apparently buying and moving into a house is quite time consuming and stressful. Who knew? I feel bad for leaving Kenzo Kelly’s Heroes in limbo for so long, but what can I do? Not spend my scraps of free time putting 30-odd hours into Dark Souls 3? I don’t think that was ever an option.

I’ve had little time to invest in flinging words at music either. But I made some time to attempt to describe the 40 minute nightmare dirge that is Khünnt’s Failures. It’s quite the experience – I don’t think I did it justice. I’m just not good enough at this writing business to make reading my prose feel like being abducted and tortured by some surrealist distortion-wielding terror cell.

Review over at Echoes & Dust.