SKY BURIAL-THERE I SAW THE GREY WOLF GAPING-CD
SMALL DOSES-DOSE-115/FIRST LIGHT-FL-01
SKY BURIAL IS: MICHAEL PAGE
T.I.S.T.G.W.G. Features collaborations from:
Johann Eiriksson.Annie Hogan.Danny Hyde.
Jarboe.Troum.Craig Mcfarlane.Bridget Wishart.
And Xiphoid Dementia.
Lyrics on BEYOND THE VELDT: Wishart
Layout: Howard/Misanthrope.com and M.Page
Cover Art: Thomas Hooper
Mastered By: Ninth Circle Studios
Comes in a white cardboard sleeve with fold out insert and sticker.
A Calm cool synth drone.Soaring female vocals via JARBOE.Deep and contemplative.Stirring stings
rise and fall.An old piano rings out a few heavy notes here and there adding a dense darkness to the track.
Ambience fades as the piano hammers on.Ritual vocals hang on the horizon in long intervals.Growing to
more of a climax as the track continues.Haunting,thought provoking and beautiful.Another choir like sound
can be heard beneath JARBOES soaring vocal.The whole piece seems to breath and fly on the wings of eagles.
Both dark and light tones blending together flawlessly.Tribal industial drumming climbs to join the rest of the
ensamble.Looped and trance invoking.It feels as if you are the lone witness to an ancient rite or ceremony that
few outside of a select circle have ever had the honor to witness.Like an accidental discovery of a lost tribe
during a sacred festival.Drums end.Vocals ring out and stretch to their limits and end in an echo.
II.) SHEDDING THE HUSK:
Deep chamber strings sounding like a preperation for war.Ambient undertones and fragile cymbals commence.
Strange otherworldly deep space sounds fill the air.Cymbals growing louder.Feedback and scattering sounds
floating with the spaced out synth.All while the chamber strings drone on in a persistant rythym.The strings cease
and a darkness approaches.Static crunches sounding like footfalls in the snow of a desolate mountain.Inhuman
creatures chirp and speak in the cold wasteland.Strings fill the empty spaces like a warm breeze.Not many artists
can blend such contrasting tones but here it flows without error.A quiet gathering of chimes and strange sounds
is heard as the crunching of snow and stirring of strings fades and gives way to semi harsh static and ear cutting
electronics.Out of the snow and into a darkened cave.Industrial drums begin to pound from the center of the earth.
Heavy breathing static and pick axe percussion.Again there is a sense of discovery.Finding something that very
few know exists.Drums pound on into silence.What was discovered is unknown.
Carne[val] starts out nothing like the two previous tracks and feels very out of place but it's still early in the album
so lets see where this goes.Very out there electronics.Way out from deep space.There's a deep bass synth that peaks
and drops.Manipulated almost unrecognizable piano.It's sorta like something out of a 1950's sci-fi film but with a modern
feel to it as well.More manipulated piano playing but the time easier to distinguish.The track pulses and drones.A very obscure
piece and very surprising as well.It still however feels disjointed like it belongs on another album.Cutting "1950's" futuristic
electronics.Odd bits and scraps of sound.Spoken sampled effect laden words and light industrial-ish percussion begins.But as
with the previous tracks it keeps with the theme that seems to be present of discovering something unknown.
IV.) SILENCE MOVES:
A warm hum of ambience.Like first rays of morning bleeding through the trees.Enchanting and contemplative.Slightly
higher pitched synth leads join and give the track a crystal clear sound.Fragile glass and morning dew.Things shift and
take a darker turn.Rumbling noize dances and the ambience changes into a thick blanket of night.Something in the dark
tinkers with tools or object of some sort.The sound of a lone wanderer exploring the far reaches past midnight.Rain begins
to fall lightly.Metal clangs.Sinister tones that bring a sense of awe are found within the dripping night.A fragmented percussion.
Pounding of wreckage and breaking of glass.We enter a dark room where mournful melodies are played on a piano by one
who seems to have embraced solitude and isolation.Strange noizes like the thoughts of the lone musician fill the room as they
play on.The thoughts take over and stretch beyond the narrow confines.A whirl of soft ringing noize.The pianist snaps out of
it and begins to play a despondent song once more.From early morning to late night;Silence moves.
V.) BEYOND THE VELDT:
A rush of wind and building layers of textured tones.Brittle percussion and hissing steam.A beautiful melody tries to find it's
way to the surface.Through a hall of chimes until it rears it's head.Slow paced drumming and delicate female vocals via
BRIDGET WISHART.The ambience sounds like ELUVIUM in comparison.The over all song has the feel of SUNN(O)))'s
"The sinking bell" but not quite as epic and with less of a buildup and climax.A nice relaxing medetative track none the less.
VI.) FOOLS CIRCEL 9WYS:
Much like track three this is just straight up weird.Muffled spoken vocals that I think are sampled?What sounds like an
upright bass covered in effects.Strange electronic sounds.Spaced out synth and ringing cell phones and fax machines from
the 1990's.Then it takes a stranger turn and all of this sounds like it's happening in the Outback.Very odd vocal layers and
scraping metallic sounds.Deep space synth and an almost KRAFTWERK type of sound.Tribal "chants" ooh and ahh.
Then the track ends leaving you just as puzzled as when it began.
VII.) BONE TO BEAK(THE VULTURES SPEAK):
A thick dark atmosphere and resonating bagpipes in the distance.Metal,jewels and chimes pour out in a cascade.The bagpipes
begin to sound stretched out and manipulated as metallic industrial percussion is formed out of the initial cascade of chimes.
A small hand bell rings and sheet metal clashes.The pipes still stretching to infinity.It's like a Celtic funeral rite for a fallen king
who is being buried with all of his accumulated treasures and greed.If vultures speak they are most likely discussing their fresh
meal for the night while eyeing the burial.Silence moves...As do vultures.
VIII.) THERE I SAW THE GREY WOLF GAPING:
Death growls and black ambience.Pitch shifted low growls like a lion or some beast in a cave.Stirring,restless and hungry.
pacing it's den agrravated and impatient.Bagpipes are again sound out and seem to pacify the beast.High screeching noize
bursts out and rings in continuous intervals.The pipes begin to sound distorted...not a harsh distortion but more like they
are melting.This is the audio equivelant of a Salvador Dali painting.Surreal and confusing.In a way this album as a whole
is much like that.Crunching "drums" and it all comes to an end.
THIS IS BOTH AN EASY AND CHALLENGING LISTEN.DIVERSITY IS GREAT AND SO IS CONSISTENCY
FLOW.THE LATTER I FELT THIS ALBUM WAS LACKING AS A WHOLE.BUT IT'S GOOD TO CHALLENGE
YOURSELF SO PICK IT UP AND GIVE IT A SPIN.IT WILL FOR SURE BE AN INTERESTING RIDE.THERE IS A LOT TO DISCOVER IN UNDERGROUND MUSIC.JUMP IN.