Here we are with another non-metal release that I think is interesting and fitting for the physical and emotional climate. Things are starting to warm up over here, piles of snow are melting and the sun is shining brighter and longer as the days go on, and yet, there’s still a vaguely distressing sense of dread that sort of spoils the peace and ambiance that naturally comes with winter standing on its last legs. If you want to know what the exact soundtrack to that feeling is, look no further than Ionophore and their fourth ambient, avant-garde album Knells.Continue reading
“Unprecedented times.” The phrase we’ve all seen more than we care to in the last nine months. From email greetings to official press briefings, there is ample reminder at every turn that what we as a collective are going through right now is something many people never even imagined. The loss of tangible connections to the communities we had built for ourselves, especially in times that are already turbulent enough on their own, is perhaps the most devastating aspect of having to shelter in place in the middle of a pandemic, and musicians, for whom community is both their raison d’etre and their livelihoods, have been feeling this loss harder than many other people have. Yet in our strange age where physical presence is a danger, we are more connected to each other than ever before through our technology, allowing many to find the kinship they seek and a shared purpose to keep their artistic visions alive. Thus, did A.L.N. and Andrew Black, founder and live bassist for Portland, OR’s Mizmor respectively, share a vision for an album created by and for our unprecedented times, a colossal ambient work called Dialetheia.Continue reading
Hey all, happy Friday. And a desperately needed Friday at that. Corey here, stepping in for this week’s edition of Receiving the Evcharist, a column where we somewhat randomly pair a chosen album with a preferred choice of adult beverage. This week, I’m exploring Quelle, the latest from Briqueville, along with the Transformer Pale Ale from Barreled Souls. Shall we?Continue reading
Narrow cobbled stone streets rise and fall passing by vendors outside their homes, and cafes bustling with life—leading to the coast of the Atlantic Ocean or the Douro River. This hillside city of Porto, Portugal holds so much history and many natural treasures. OMITIR transports listeners to this historical, robust city and on a tour of Portugal in their newest album Ode. Continue reading
In the liner notes to They Don’t Sleep Anymore, the third full length from Chris Pandolfo, aka Clouds Collide, he concludes with “Unintentionally, It’s far and away the most personal album but I am confident it will find a way to connect to people.” That confidence is well-founded, because like his previous albums, and like so many pieces of art that deal with the intensely personal, those details impart a universal connectedness trivial generalities never could hope to attain.
It also helps that They Don’t Sleep Anymore is fantastic; far and away the best (in a series of great things) thing Clouds Collide have released. Continue reading