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ckutmusic on 11/14/2012 at 08:00AM
The return of Les Yeux in the shape of his of his current solo moniker Farewell My Concubine was most anticipated. Several years back, he did a short stint as occasional host of experiment radio collective If You Got Ears. At the time we hadn't a clue of his music-making activities, we just knew he was a master chef of the free-form hash.
Squeezed into the back corner of studios at CKUT, Farewell My Concubine exuded a saturated stream of consciousness, a wavering storyline of structured sounds that were dirty/liquid around the edges, pulsing up the middle, and melodic in conclusion. His set made me feel like I was eavesdropping on something I don't have the capacity to understand. Mixing straightup songwriting with a hint of improvisation in the lyrical delivery, Farewell My Concubine's sound doesn't fall out of the sky fully formed - it's attained through a process of working it out over and over again until recognizable structures congeal, and striated components become smooth.
erincullinane on 11/14/2011 at 06:38PM
Already beginning to nurse my burns, as flames from the sin of a release -- Narrow Road to the Interior (2011,Ehse) proceed to lap up all around me, I realize this is the moment that my essence has officially been ignited.
The album opens with heavy breathing -- to alert the listener of the absolute fear we are to encounter, as we spiral down into the maelstrom that is Angels In America. Instantly, one is debilitated and unconsciously unable to turn away from the captivating violent fire that is Merv Glistens bleak, dreary night lit prism of extended musical techniques and the voice of ethereal emptiness that bleeds from the radiant maiden, Moppy Pont.
Each track is a different ember in the fire and burns with a poetic narrative that mixes the abstract with the concrete, providing an etching to navigate your own soul search with. All the tracks are most compelling and completely disorienting - in a mysterious walk in the woods / harrowing tale, sort of way, with myriad listens --and Angels in America will hypnotize you in to making this part of your daily ritual -- you drift further into your own spiritual mindset, search through the ashes and get a little closer towards the actual Meaning of Life. For in this utterly, utterly beautiful swirl-away, it is obvious, Merv & Moppy already know it.
If you haven't purchused their LP yet -- I think you should. This is going to be a collectors item in a few years.