BLOGGER TEMPLATES AND MySpace 2.0 Layouts »

Samstag, 17. März 2012

Crippled Black Phoenix

Born from a blizzard of horned cats, Crippled Black Phoenix bring you a twisted cinematic experience, handcrafted by a mercenary crew of musical outsiders, giving depth and gravity to regal songs about love, loss, tragedy and redemption.


Back in 2004, the then Electric Wizard drummer Justin Greaves (also of Iron Monkey, Teeth of Lions Rule the Divine) started recording songs and soundscapes he'd had in his head for several years using primitive recording techniques. Encouraged by good friend (and Mogwai bassist) Dominic Aitchison those ideas would become the bones of Crippled Black Phoenix. Other great compadres followed, Panthiest members Andy Semmens and Kostas Panagiotou, Nial McGaughey of 3D House of Beef and -(16)- amongst others and solo folk songwriter Joe Volk, who also fronts critically acclaimed heavy rock band Gonga, all stepped up to bring a variety of influences and skills to complete the line-up.
In 2006, during one of the hottest summers on record the band recorded their debut album in Bristol and signed to Invada Records (run by Portishead’s Geoff Barrow). During the recording process the old friends aligned and fully realized visions that had been pestering Greaves for the past few years.
The result is a collection of self penned endtime ballads, a dark hybrid that is the culmination of all the members’ eclectic influences. It is the first of a trilogy and deals with the timelessness of honesty and tragedies laid bare, featuring sordid tales from the pages of literary history combined with personal stories of contemporary loss and love.
Using a blend of modern amplified and Victorian era equipment, the band have produced a captivating, slow-burning sound that’s both archaic and modern at the same time.

Their fifth album  "(Mankind) The Crafty Ape" is out now.

>>You utter bastards. Yes, I'm looking at you, Crippled Black Phoenix. Members of Iron Monkey and Mogwai? I was expecting taut, hardcore-influenced post-rock. This is prog rock. Not just any old prog rock, either: it's a bloody concept album ('a series of facts and stories', apparently) in three acts - recorded in a chapel, no less! Gaah.
OK, so (Mankind) The Crafty Ape is about as proggy as you can get this side of The Old Grey Whistle Test. And, if you're going to make a prog album, you may as well go the whole hog. Crippled Black Phoenix have certainly done that. Kicking off with a voice electronically distorted almost beyond recognition and bombastic trumpet blasts, the first chapter - 'A Thread' - creates an ambient menace akin to that of a old English horror film from the Seventies, all church bells in the distance, synthesisers and heartbeats. Close your eyes, and this could be the alternative soundtrack to The Prisoner.
Even within that gloomy aesthetic, though, the mood ranges considerably. 'The Heart of Every Country' is languorous and slightly mournful, 'Get Down and Live With It' spiky and brittle, unwinding into a long guitar instrumental, and 'A Letter Concerning Dogheads' a claustrophobic slice of grunge rock.
Chapter 2, 'The Trap', however, kicks in with more verve straightaway, with the Muse-esque 'Laying Traps' - which culminates in a surprising and unexpected ending - and doesn't let up: 'Born in a Hurricane' and 'Release the Clowns' are both very different but cracking little rock songs: although, given the pedigree of the band members, it's the kind of thing you'd almost expect them to crank out in their sleep.
One short mariachi-style instrumental later, and we're into the the third and final chapter, 'The Blues of Man'. You'd think this would bring it all back together: drawing the disparate threads from the two previous sections together. Instead, it opens up new strands, slowing to a dirty blues crawl and entering rock ballad territory. It's only really the closer to the piece, the 15-minute (and awesomely-named) 'Faced With Complete Failure, Utter Defiance is the Only Response', that it comes alive again, with the song proving to be a post-rock epic, building and building, slowing, then building and building to an inspired crescendo. It's a superlative end to the album, and one that is likely to be a utter monster in a live setting.
This is a massive, sprawling piece of work - and that's its blessing and its curse. It's epic, layered and rewards repeated listens - but occasionally meandering and unfocused. Only the mid-section really feels like a cohesive whole, and the opening three songs of the third chapter could easily be excised with little lost, as all they really do is kill the momentum built up by part two. That's not to say it's not full of great songs - it's just not the case that they all belong on the same album. Even if it is a bloody prog album.<<
Really like this review although the writer seems to be not that much into Prog.


This is the full album!

Discography:
A Love of Shared Disasters (2006)
200 Tons of Bad Luck (2009)
The Resurrectionists / Night Raider (2 CD's) (2009)
I, Vigilante (2010)
(Mankind) The Crafty Ape (2 CD's (2012)

Samstag, 10. März 2012

Fish


We got 140 stations on satellite beaming on down to our home 
But I'm watching you
 I've got half a million bills to pay
You never hear a word I say 
I dream of you

Oh it feels so incomplete
Oh it seems so incomplete
 If we could only close the distance
 If we could only cross these lines
 If we could only fill the space that's grown between us over time

You don't hear me anymore
You don't touch me anymore
You don't know me anymore

There's a wedding dress in a suitcase full of memories in the attic
I think of you
Where the ghosts of Summer butterflies they gather in the dust
I long for you

Oh it feels so incomplete
Oh it seems so incomplete
If we could only bring those days back
When there were never wounds to heal
When everything was perfect and the dream we had was real

But you don't hear me anymore
You don't touch me anymore
You don't know me anymore

Oh it feels so incomplete
Oh it seems so incomplete
When there were never any questions over who or what we were
And the future only promised all the answers to our prayers

You don't hear me anymore
You don't touch me anymore
You don't know me anymore


Oh I feel so incomplete without you..

John Waite


Every time I think of you
I always catch my breath
And I’m still standing here
And you’re miles away
And I'm wondering why you left
And there’s a storm that’s raging
Through my frozen heart tonight

I hear your name, in certain circles
And it always makes me smile
I spend my time, thinking about you
And it’s almost driving me wild
And there's a heart that’s breaking
Down this long distance line tonight

I ain’t missing you at all
Since you’ve been gone, away
I ain’t missing you
No matter, what I might say

There’s a message, in the wires
And I’m sending you this signal tonight
You don’t know how desperate I’ve become
And it looks like I’m losing this fight
In your world I have no meaning
Though Im trying hard to understand
And it's my heart that’s breaking
Down this long distance line tonight

I ain’t missing you at all
Since you’ve been gone, away
I ain’t missing you
No matter, what my friends say

And there’s a message that I’m sending out
Like a telegraph to your soul
And if I can’t bridge this distance
Stop this heartbreak overload

I ain’t missing you at all
Since you’ve been gone, away
I ain’t missing you
No matter, what my friends say
I ain’t missing you, I aint missing you
I can lie to myself

And there's a storm that's raging
Through my frozen heart tonight
I aint missing you at all
Since you’ve been gone, away
I ain’t missing you,
No matter, what my friends say
Aint missing you
I ain’t missing you, I aint missing you
I can lie to myself
I ain’t missing you
I aint missing you

Freitag, 9. März 2012

Steve Hogarth & Richard Barbieri

Gekannt haben sich die beiden schon länger. Japan, die New-Wave-Pioniere, bei denen Richard Barbieri einst aktiv war, übten Einfluss auf Steve Hogarth aus. Der wiederum ist Sänger von Marillion, die 2001 einige Konzerte mit Porcupine Tree spielten, jener Progrock-Band, in welcher Richard Barbieri seit 1993 aktiv ist. In einem nächsten Schritt lud Hogarth den Keyboarder und Komponisten ein, auf seinem Soloalbum mitzuwirken.
Und schließlich stellte Barbieri die Möglichkeit einer Zusammenarbeit in den Raum. Im vergangenen Jahr Jahr fand sich die nötige Zeit, das Ergebnis lautet "Not The Weapon But The Hand".

 
Verwirrend? Nur auf den ersten Blick.
Eine musikalisch gewachsene Freundschaft, so könnte man es vielleicht nennen. Die beiden verstehen sich. Barbieri lieferte die Instrumental-Vorlagen ab, Hogarth verinnerlichte sie. Was dabei herauskam, könnte Anhängern von Porcupine Tree und Marillion gefallen. Muss aber nicht.
Denn mit Rock hat das Projekt nur bedingt zu tun. "Not The Weapon But The Hand" ist eine leise Platte. Möglich, dass genau deswegen der ein oder andere genau hinhört. Die Stimmung zwischen Träumen und Frösteln intensiver wahrnimmt als im musikalischen Alltag. Die natürlichen Instrumente nehmen Gastrollen ein, selbst wenn sie mit Leuten wie Danny Thompson (Kontrabass) oder Chris Maitland (Schlagzeug) durchaus prominent besetzt sind. Der federnde Puls von "Naked" oder der sich in den Vordergrund spielende Refrain von "Only Love Will Make You Free" bilden die Ausnahme.
Ambient, Klanglandschaften, strukturelle Freiheit, das sind dominierende Begrifflichkeiten.
"Es ist nicht die Waffe, welche den Schaden anrichtet. Es ist derjenige, in dessen Händen sie liegt", so die Aussage hinter dem Titel. Es geht um Liebe und Angst, um Gedanken, die sich in der Weite des Universums verlieren. Richard Barbieri und Steve Hogarth malen Bilder, in denen sich Gefühlswelten nicht nur spiegeln, sondern auch auf ihre Daseinsberechtigung pochen. Ein Erlebnis, das fordert, ohne zu überfordern. Oder, um es mit einer Abwandlung des Titels auszudrücken: "Es sind nicht die Töne, welche eine Emotion erzeugen. Es sind diejenigen, in deren Händen sie liegen."

Den Bonus Song "Intergalactic" kann man hier gratis runterladen.


weiter lesen: http://web.de/magazine/unterhaltung/musik/cd-kritiken/14877084-steve-hogarth-richard-barbieri-not-the-weapon-but-the-hand.html#.A1000145

weiter lesen: http://web.de/magazine/unterhaltung/musik/cd-kritiken/14877084-steve-hogarth-richard-barbieri-not-the-weapon-but-the-hand.html#.A1000145

Slow Electric

Slow Electric ist der Name des Projekts, das die britischen Musiker Tim Bowness und Peter Chilvers zusammen mit dem estonischen Jazz-Duo UMA, Robert Jürjendal und Aleksei Saks, für das Estonian Jazz Festival 2010 ins Leben gerufen haben.
Aus dem einmaligen Projekt ist 2011 ein Album entstanden, basierend auf den Live-Aufnahmen des Festivals.


Sänger Tim Bowness ist vor allem als ein Teil von No-Man bekannt geworden, dem Projekt, dass er über lange Zeit zusammen mit Steve Wilson (Porcupine Tree) betrieb.
Peter Chilvers kennt man als musikalischen Partner von Brian Eno, auch auf dessen hochgelobten letzten Album „Drums Between The Bells“ hat er Keyboards und Synthesizer beigesteuert.
UMA sind ein fester Bestandteil der estischen und europäischen Musikszene und stehen durch ihre Besetzung mit Gitarre und Trompete für einen gänzlich eigenen Klangentwurf.

Für das Album konnte außerdem Tony Levin an Bass und Chapman Stick gewonnen werden.
Levin ist King Crimson Mitglied und hat als Sideman schon mit unzähligen Legenden wie Peter Gabriel, Paul Simon oder John Lennon gearbeitet.

Gemischt wurde das Album in Zürich von Andi Pupato, der sonst als Perkussionist von Nik Bärtsch´s Ronin die Jazz-Welt begeistert.

Eine Menge renommierter Namen also, die Summe der Einzelteile wäre bei Slow Electric alleine schon sehr hoch. Trotzdem entsteht hier etwas neues, sehr homogenes: Ein Hybrid aus Ambient, Jazz, Electronic, Progressive und Pop mit Melodie, Groove und fantastischen Improvisationen.

Sonntag, 4. März 2012

Rain Tree Crow


I haul you in a sea of silence
On the border line of truth
Hope and violence
I see no sun
I see no place I've loved
Depending on the signs to find the road
Blackwater
Take me with you
To the place that I have spoken
Come and lead me
Through the darkness
To the light that I long to see again

I walk with you
But sleep beside her
If summer came and went
It passed us over
I see her cry
I see the face I've loved
Depending on the blind to find the road

Blackwater
Take me with you
To the place that I have spoken
Come and lead me
Through the darkness
To the light that I long to see again


Blackwater
Take me with you
To the place that I have spoken
I am leaving
In the morning
For the land that I long to see again

Samstag, 3. März 2012

Everlast


I was born by the river in a little tent
And just like the river I've been running ever since
It's been a long, long time coming
But I know, yes I know, a change gonna come, yes it will

It's too hard living and I'm afraid to die
'Cause I don't know what's up there beyond the sky
It's been a long, long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, yes it will

I go to the movie and I go downtown
Somebody keep telling me, "Don't hang around"
It's been a long, long time coming
But I know a change gonna come, yes it will

Then I go and I see my bro'
 I ask, "Brother, won't you help me please"
But he winds up knockin' me
Back down on my knees

There were times that I thought I couldn't last for long
Now I think I'm able to carry on
It's been a long, long time coming
But I know, yes I know, a change gonna come, yes it will
It's been a long, long time coming 
But I know a change gonna come, yes it will
It's been a long, long time coming 
But I know, yes I know, a change gonna come, yes it will


But I know, yes I know, a change gonna come, yes it will
I'm not afraid anymore..