Clocking in with a single track just under an hour in length, Jim Haynes’ ‘Telegraphy By The Sea’ is a beautifully massive affair, perfectly suited for the onset of winter. Although it’s not so much a heavy snow downpour... it’s more of a scrapping of the ocean floor while a hurricane rages at the surface. Not at all dissimilar from the cryptic rusted art objects that Mr. Haynes produces, this CD is dense with layers of dark blue static and the flakey detritus of small sound objects rubbed softly together. Their rubbing creates a slow burning friction that eventually builds to a whit hot glow, burning out all the sounds around them. In these moments his sense of spacing is keen, and the foreground drops away into reverberated fields of mechanical hum. The last 10min of ‘Telegraphy By The Sea’ may be some of the best work Mr. Haynes as ever produced. A short wave radio transmission adrift in tendrils of oscillating feedback and cinematic bass throb create a sort of deep sea melancholia. It’s somewhere between watching the earth rise from the surface of the moon and the luminous sound of radioactive decay. Totally stunning. And, as with all things Helen Scarsdale, awesome hand done letterpress/silkscreened packaging. Get it
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Issued in a painfully small run of 300 copies on her own Many Breaths label, Christina Carters ‘Lace Heart’ is her best yet. Spectral waves of vocal tone atop softly seductive guitar loops overdubbed 'till midnight. Dips into the deep soul and leaves the body completely burned up. Dream long indeed. Each one hand done by the artist. Volcanic Tongue has copies, so don’t sleep on this one…
Clocking in with a single track just under an hour in length, Jim Haynes’ ‘Telegraphy By The Sea’ is a beautifully massive affair, perfectly suited for the onset of winter. Although it’s not so much a heavy snow downpour... it’s more of a scrapping of the ocean floor while a hurricane rages at the surface. Not at all dissimilar from the cryptic rusted art objects that Mr. Haynes produces, this CD is dense with layers of dark blue static and the flakey detritus of small sound objects rubbed softly together. Their rubbing creates a slow burning friction that eventually builds to a whit hot glow, burning out all the sounds around them. In these moments his sense of spacing is keen, and the foreground drops away into reverberated fields of mechanical hum. The last 10min of ‘Telegraphy By The Sea’ may be some of the best work Mr. Haynes as ever produced. A short wave radio transmission adrift in tendrils of oscillating feedback and cinematic bass throb create a sort of deep sea melancholia. It’s somewhere between watching the earth rise from the surface of the moon and the luminous sound of radioactive decay. Totally stunning. And, as with all things Helen Scarsdale, awesome hand done letterpress/silkscreened packaging. Get it here. Listen to: