Hands In The Dark Records - Mick Buckingham
Having investigated the Hands In The Dark label before Fluid editorial, knowing it was a drone music outlet back then, later on
it has meta-mattered and metamorphosed its included albums to represent a clutch of somniferous styles. This latest offering is
curiously titled "How Deep Is Our Love" and while The Beegees might be a cryptic linguistic reference, the music, on the other
side of the world...yes, that is where it seems to be.
This music, from the very Harry Bertoia style of everything (see the Important Records Somnambient box) and Asher's "Landscape
Studies" from 2007, casts an impetuous drag-storm of thunder-tow. Mix and match words kind of thing...picking up a sense of
dread and try to connect the dots. This music has changed all that. In its earth's core, burning-furnace heathen style, the
sound of it never gets weighed down by endless collages of grey. Take a shade, cast aside a lead lure like a result of fly
fishing gone bad - you get the idea from this: it's a gathering storm of a record. Quiet and quietly intense, like a brow
absorbing wrinkles as it moves next to your fingers. It's full of menace, yet at the same time a paradox of sheer peace.
Maybe that was always the way with relief music, and relief efforts in general. The 1989 Virgin Records-organised classical 7'
"When Will There Be Peace" by various composers offered Unicef grouping and a chance for respite from the bad. While nearer the
last decade Fluid Radio has also put its hand in its pocket with the "Kanshin" double disc album (now sold out, but well worth
digging out). This music fits right in sonically, yet except the for-some triteness of yearning and its sensation, love is all
that doesn't exist in the universe. For me the social base of reality, in 2019, and as we edge into the 2020s, is that we have
narratively developed 20-20 vision; we no longer just have "love" without "relief". Or in other words, love and loss. The two
must go hand in hand, otherwise we seek to replicate World War II, and the effects of technological implosion. This record can
be seen as a successful balm to the Terminator-esque line of Sarah Connor: "there's a storm coming". Be here to witness it.
www.bandcamp.com
Having investigated the Hands In The Dark label before Fluid editorial, knowing it was a drone music outlet back then, later on
it has meta-mattered and metamorphosed its included albums to represent a clutch of somniferous styles. This latest offering is
curiously titled "How Deep Is Our Love" and while The Beegees might be a cryptic linguistic reference, the music, on the other
side of the world...yes, that is where it seems to be.
This music, from the very Harry Bertoia style of everything (see the Important Records Somnambient box) and Asher's "Landscape
Studies" from 2007, casts an impetuous drag-storm of thunder-tow. Mix and match words kind of thing...picking up a sense of
dread and try to connect the dots. This music has changed all that. In its earth's core, burning-furnace heathen style, the
sound of it never gets weighed down by endless collages of grey. Take a shade, cast aside a lead lure like a result of fly
fishing gone bad - you get the idea from this: it's a gathering storm of a record. Quiet and quietly intense, like a brow
absorbing wrinkles as it moves next to your fingers. It's full of menace, yet at the same time a paradox of sheer peace.
Maybe that was always the way with relief music, and relief efforts in general. The 1989 Virgin Records-organised classical 7'
"When Will There Be Peace" by various composers offered Unicef grouping and a chance for respite from the bad. While nearer the
last decade Fluid Radio has also put its hand in its pocket with the "Kanshin" double disc album (now sold out, but well worth
digging out). This music fits right in sonically, yet except the for-some triteness of yearning and its sensation, love is all
that doesn't exist in the universe. For me the social base of reality, in 2019, and as we edge into the 2020s, is that we have
narratively developed 20-20 vision; we no longer just have "love" without "relief". Or in other words, love and loss. The two
must go hand in hand, otherwise we seek to replicate World War II, and the effects of technological implosion. This record can
be seen as a successful balm to the Terminator-esque line of Sarah Connor: "there's a storm coming". Be here to witness it.
www.bandcamp.com