Ugasanie & Spiral of Time – «In the aftersounds of echo»
01. Inner Mourmansk
02. Onegaborg
03. The Stranger
04. Europe before rain
05. Kitezh goes under water
06. In the mist
07. Where the bog lights lead
08. Mermaid's slough
09. Other side of the mushroom
10. On the marsh trails
Damp air of this cloudy day hovered over the grey stones, becoming a trap for sounds, even hum of sea waves crashing on the rocks seemed to be inexpressibly farther. Beside the fog only stones were visible and the grass under one's feet, also fingertips felt the rough texture of labyrinth stone walls. Curving all the time it led away and further, freeing head from thoughts, taking away fears and memories... Sounds of the elements were coming from afar as muted waves, drawing the melody of earth hum and rustling of dry grass. It seemed that sea tries to tell something, whispering in the ear. But its words were lost in the labyrinth, feet were making steps – to the centre of this ancient spiral made of stone, to the portal into unknown. Who built these walls? Where do they lead? Questions disappeared in the aftersounds of echo, giving way to the quiet whisper of wind and water.
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Сырой воздух пасмурного дня завис над серыми камнями, стал ловушкой для звуков, даже шум волн, разбивающихся о скалы казался какими-то несказанно далеким. Кроме тумана, были видны лишь камни и трава под ногами, да кончиками пальцев ощущался шершавый камень стены лабиринта. Все время изгибаясь, она уводила дальше, не давая думать, освобождая голову от мыслей, страхов, воспоминаний... Звуки стихии доносились издалека приглушенными волнами, рисуя мелодию из земного гула и шуршания сухой травы. Казалось, что море пытается что-то сказать, шепнуть на ухо. Но его слова терялись в лабиринте, ноги сами делали шаг за шагом – к центру этой древней каменной спирали, к порталу в неизвестность. Кто поставил эти стены? Куда они ведут? Вопросы исчезали в отзвуках эха, уступая место тихому шепоту воды и ветра.
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When listening to this, I have the strange feeling that Nature is somehow trying to reveal something to us through this blissful music. It's like if we could perceive the Absolute Beauty of the Universe through our ears. But it's infinitely hard to understand. And it drives me into a strange state of awareness. Koko_Lastiko
These patient, organic modular synth works were recorded during Wil Bolton’s second artist residency at EMS in Stockholm. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2023