Tanakh – “5 AM”
Ardent Fevers
While this album never approaches the mystical prominence of Villa Claustrophobia, it does have some moments of beauty and lucidity. Here is one of them. (insound)
The rapidity with which ideas grow old in our memories is in a direct ratio to the squares of their importance. Their apparent age runs up miraculously, like the value of diamonds, as they increase in magnitude. A great calamity, for instance, is as old as the trilobites an hour after it has happened. It stains backward through all the leaves we have turned over in the book of life, before its blot of tears or of blood is dry on the page we are turning. For this we seem to have lived; it was foreshadowed in dreams that we leaped out of in the cold sweat of terror; in the “dissolving views” of dark day-visions; all omens pointed to it; all paths led to it. After the tossing half-forgetfulness of the first sleep that follows such an event, it comes upon us afresh, as a surprise, at waking; in a few moments it is old again, — as old as eternity.
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Autocrat
“In translating the gamma-ray measurements into musical notes we assigned the photons to be ‘played’ by different instruments (harp, cello, or piano) based on the probabilities that they came from the burst.” (NASA)
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Dead men’s bones, hobgoblins, ghosts are ever in their minds, and meet them still at every turn; all the bugbears of the night, and terrors, fairybabes of tombs and graves are before their eyes and in their thoughts, as to women and children, if they be in the dark alone.
Apuleius
World’s End Girlfriend – “We are the massacre”
The Lie Lay Land
A beautiful but sometimes grating and even terrifying album, The Lie Lay Land is inarguably also very creative. The way this Japanese electronic-classical composer combines soothing strains with noise and samples is atmospheric and powerful, though certainly not for everyone. This track is probably the most accessible, though their collaboration with Mono is more likely to attract the average listener’s ears.
Wonderful and terrible trial, from which the feeble come out infamous, from which the strong come out sublime. Crucible into which destiny casts a man whenever she desires a scoundrel or a demigod.
Les Miserables
On hill and prairie, field and lawn,
Their dewy eyes upturning,
The flowers still watch from reddening dawn
Till western skies are burning.
Oliver Wendell Holmes, Autocrat of the Breakfast-Table