Anyone that follows the Fluid Radio Twitter account will probably know of Gacougnol. The guy literally lives and breathes drone music and we are constantly impressed by his wide range of musical taste and his passion for supporting upcoming artists/record labels. So it is a great pleasure to have him involved in the latest ‘Readers Selection’ guest spot…
November To March
A real find this – six piano experiments with two versions of three pieces, lengthened in “To March” by Lee Chapman, and pre-proposed by Alex Kozobolis as fare for swimming with swans. You can hear every click and scrape of the floor – this is “live” piano in timbre and rhythmical dexterity, comparable to Nils Frahm but less plink ‘n’ plonk in the slower areas...
What is this life if, full of care, We have no time to stand and stare. No time to stand beneath the boughs, And stare as long as sheep or cows. No time to see, when woods we pass, Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass. No time, to see, in broad daylight, Streams full of stars, like skies at night. No time to turn at Beauty’s glance, And watch her feet, how they can dance. No time to wait till her mouth can, Enrich that smile her eyes began...
Account Suspended
After speaking with Craig, he got in touch with Bill Seaman, who kindly provided some words to accompany the project. It is to Bill’s credit that he recorded four mini-blogs whilst moving house from North Carolina to New England. To musicians and non-musicians alike, it is fascinating insight into the creative process...
Monuments
The guitar tones in particular are strongly reminiscent of Hammock’s Maybe They Will Sing For Us Tomorrow, soaked in reverb and languidly spilling from the speakers, often with the barest hint of a strum. These make for a lovely, if familiar, bed to the pieces. If this were all the Canadian duo had to offer, then it would be hard to find any reason to listen to Monuments over the aforementioned Maybe They Will Sing, or any Stars of the Lid album...
The Weighing Of…
It’s amazing to think that The Weighing of the Heart is the first time Colleen has sung on one of her records. Not only that, but the intention is to push her voice out right away, like that boat onto the sand. In an instant, her vocal presence is imbued wholeheartedly into the music, giving birth to an airy, natural sound...
Undefined
In any event, one gets the sense that the composers too are straining to hear, and that the music develops out of this highly focused act of listening. “Undefined” offers no clear and unambiguous message to please the evolutionists, but there is still a lot to experience and to think about, and the impression it makes is all the more lasting for its subtlety...
The Dusted Sessions
Without looking at the press release, I immediately thought “Marielle Jakobsons”. And one half of Date Palms, indeed is, Marielle Jakobsons. But thanks to Greg Kowalsky’s way with an instrumental rock template, the two fuse like a honeycomb to worker bees: tightening up the interior devices (keyboards, electronics, flute and violin), pouring honey on the exterior, and tasting deliciously sweet…
Enrico Coniglio–recording as My Home, Sinking–offers his finespun debut with contributions from Katie English, Barbara De Dominicis, Laura Sheeran, Orla Wren, and others. The joined arsenal boasts acoustic instrumentation as well as synthesizer, manipulations and field recordings. Here guitar, cello, piano, harmonica, melodica, percussion and voice ring alongside Korg Monotron, Orla Wren’s processing, and Coniglio’s vinyls...
Mother Nature
Domain and dominance. In Johan Liedgren’s 2012 film Mother Nature, a common misunderstanding over a campsite booking turns disastrous. An unnamed character–a divorced father and typographer with a face ripe for harassment–claims he has made an online reservation for a site that another family has taken, even as the woods are far out of range of wireless internet or cell phone calls. A brooding New York couple offers to intervene, but the divorcee refuses...