Furious that this wonderful, exploratory, ever-changing piece of experimental drone music isn’t on CD. I’ve been listening to it on loop since I sat down in the office. Amazing work.
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Been a big fan of Kemper Norton for more years than either of us would like to remember. Monday begins with a new Kemper Norton record, which you can click through to buy, or stream once or twice for free. Give it a go:
In the late nineteenth century and early twentieth century the majority of the world’s arsenic was created in Cornwall and Devon.
The “ Oxland Cylinder “ was one of the methods used and was a revolving iron tube used to process and vapourise arsenic pyrites. None of these devices remain intact.
It’s gently melancholy, which is good for a rainy windy dark Monday out here on the Thames Delta.
I try not to buy things on digital-only at present, or on tape, for reasons previously noted, but this has been stuck in my head ever since I played it at 11am today. A minimal, electro-acoustic sonic illustration of time slipping away.
I also love the title of track 2: “We Turned off the TV So We Could Hear the Birds.”
The embed thing doesn’t seem to want to play nice, so here’s a link to a new edition of one of my favourite ambient podcasts.
Oh, here we go. Let’s try this.
I’m still mostly offline, today, but I had to stop and share this immense piece from a forthcoming record that is, tragically for me, going to be digital-only. But I’m going to buy it anyway. It’s the sound of an alien ceremony inside a vast cave-like hall that’s floating in space. Lovely.
I still miss John Tocher’s SADAYATANA podcast, but it’s always nice to see him releasing new music under his Grove Of Whispers brand, and this is a good one.
I tend to carry around at least one or two of his pieces on my phone.
Ah, I’ve been waiting for this to land.
“…like a late night journey through the British Isles” – DJ Food
He’s not wrong. This is your proper night music, and your proper radiophonic ritual evoking our haunted, lonely. doomed little island.
Reader, I bring you good news from a better world. There’s a new Julianna Barwick record.
I’m damned if I’m buying a cassette tape, to be honest – having grown up with them and their fiddly-shit ways and too many instances of them getting chewed up in machines, I have no love or nostalgia for the medium. So this is an exception for me this year, in that I’m buying it digital-only.
Magnifcent.
… a church organ that dreamed it was a synthesiser. Each side of this cassette is a figurative depiction of a sunrise and sunset, rendered in live improvised church organ fired through a forcefield of FX.
This is organ music for astral projection. Ancient drones, wheezes and groans seep out of its hulking physical form in The Old Church, Stoke Newington and become… abstracted. The sound of the seasons solidifying. “Narcissus in metamorphosis.”
Remember that time in the early 80s when Kate Bush, the BBC Radiophonic Workshop and Cranes collaborated on a Christmas song for a Doctor Who episode where everyone was heartbroken and lost in an infinite snowdrift on a planet that orbited the afterlife? Well, that’s because it never happened, but this is the fugue delusion I sank into on the fourth replay of this wonderful little winter piece by Jodie Lowther, currently available as a free/pay-what-you-want stream/download. Lovely sound to come home to.