MYSTERY SEA 55| Seasons
(pre-din) | [Your Eyes The Stars and Your Hands The
"The stars have found their home in the sky but mine will forever
be in the reflection of your eyes...."
- Seasons (pre-din), November 2008
sound artist Seasons (pre-din) is a self-effacing miracle...
when I heard for the first time his debut ("Above the tides fold"),
an indescribable thrill took hold of me... the elementality degree of
his music, and the density of its distilled emotions seemed just unreal...
a total experience, and a most precious encounter for sure...
Thoroughly passionate about his creations, terribly human, Seasons
(pre-din) exists in the permanent instant of "giving"...
Most of his lovely & ultra ltd elaborate hand-made releases came
out via his own imprint THY-REC ("Above the tides fold", "Har
Habayit Be Yadeinu", "The Canopy Falls", "By the
banks go through"...)...meticulously assembling the quintessence
of crepuscular forest-tinted field recordings with dissolved instrumental
passages (dulcimer, singing bowl...), he reaches for a mesmeric &
unique potent brew, a constant flowing dronescape opening a multitude
of new channels...
What started as a discreet audio-journey for initiates has slowly turned
into a small hype, mainly due to high interest shown by the Boomkat
mail-order, and the Type label, which both praised copiously
Seasons (pre-din)'s galvanic works, and also via some stimulating
performances... Recent developments saw his sound getting sparser and
more vivid, as it is now centred on piano and guitar infused orchestral
loops with environmental sounds still percolating, but more subsidiary...
a festival of sensitivity...
For MS, Seasons (pre-din) remained faithful to his
first emotions, outlining a flow of profuse & petrifying droning
Pale glowing firmament
Your voice babbling through the stream
Scattered leaves, cold humus, receding stones
Your smile perched on the shadow of tangled trees
A wind of rupture...
Without a word, walking wild and astray
Looking into your astral veins,
a river within you...
"Your Eyes The
Stars and Your Hands The Sea"
cries out an intimate loss, an aborted love
transformed into an harrowing moment of exhilaration...
an improbable symbolist landscape
oozing mysteries of unspeakable beauty
nestling in the ruts of silence,
the folds of a lucid dream...
01. Your Eyes The
Stars and Your Hands The Sea
A new name to me but one who, judging by the
press release, is very highly regarded by the erstwhile Daniel Crokaert,
the fella behind the Mystery Sea label.
'Your Eyes...' moves gently between a variety of sonorities
from whispered hiss, through forests of metallic shards to arboreal
field recordings. All are beautifully realized and constitute
a journey through landscapes of very different sonic possibilities all
of which are explored with aplomb although the dips in the recording
do pull you out of the moment.
The un-named UK gent behind the Seasons (pre-din) pseudonym
has forged a quiet and intense audio sculpture. Presented as a
single continuous piece but with more of the feel of several separate
tracks (or movements) it isn't a cohesive as one might have hoped but
it is a diverting listen nonetheless.
wonderful wooden reasons
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