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Live on Sonarchy

Live on Sonarchy

  • Door Lalage
  • Release 19-4-2011
  • Muziekgenre Rock
  • Media-indeling CD
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Lalage is: Lara Candland: Poetry, voice Christian Asplund: Live processing, voice This album was recorded live on Sonarchy Radio, a Jack Straw Productions, Seattle, heard live weekly on KEXP and on the web. All sounds were sampled and processed live from the artists' voices only. No overdubs or processing were added later, and no sounds were prepared beforehand. 1. you were a cold stretch of beryl 8:52 2. discreet conjecture between physicians 6:03 3. carver absconds the liturgy 9:25 4. des esseintes encrusts a gem bouquet 7:36 5. late june 6:24 6. longtemps 8:23 7. purpling cuticles/02's zero 8:01 (Lyrics at bottom of this document) "Long-time collaborators Christian Asplund... and Lara ... demonstrate a profound understanding of the art of improvisation. Intention, focus, and intuition are clearly their aesthetic guides. The result is an unearthly and gorgeous collection of pieces. "Lara's rich and evocative poetry is inspired by the dichotomy of beauty and brutality of surgery, illness and medicine - and by her childhood memories in Utah contrasted with her adult experiences of raising children in that barren but beautiful land. "Lara develops a character for each piece's performance; singing, reciting and then fragmenting the text, she evokes unique moods and physical environments, which are then amplified by Christian's ingenious choices for live electronic processing. The clever treatment of sound is chosen with intuition and empathy. "The sonic result of this compelling collaboration is deeply moving; the naked human voice is heard, transformed into celestial chorales, words are understood and then reduced to shimmering shards laced with new meaning, thus demonstrating the depths and eternal questions of the human soul. "In short, Lalage is a superb example of creative improvisation." --Amy Denio Lalage is the latest collaboration of Lara Candland and Christian Asplund. Seattle audiences may remember their Seattle Experimental Operas, "A Girl's Body at Crepuscule", "The Archivist", "Floralesque", "Liquid Girls", and "Sunset with Pink Pastoral". Lalage "layers text, drones and live sampling to create lush and evocative ecotopes for the ear" (Sonarchy website). Recorded at Jack Straw Productions, 17 July 2010 Doug Haire, Engineer Mastered by Troy Sales Illustration and design: Danijel Zezelj Supported in part by grants from the New Spectrum Foundation, the Barlow Endowment, BYU School of Music, and Jack Straw Productions. More audio, info, etc.: christianasplund.net Scores: frogpeak.org More CDs: CDbaby.com Comprovise Records 201101 ©Christian Asplund 2011 Lyrics: you were a cold stretch of beryl emanating a steepled protrusion until the surgeon sighed and cracked you outvied death for you pleaded with the chief to leave you here (his stipulus hanging in the theatre's air) ** the duskier moments passed through a killing drama horizoned by clean white walls when the doc descried wren's faltering vision it's stumbling out of from your ear- in fact you were dead your soul enacted it's departure gravitating as it is designed to do ceilingward doomed to leave you just then ** drop your playthings the cutter shouted your surfeit is prudenter to save strictly following the book he learned from fitting the wren back in through your ear discreet conjecture between physicians- their richer philological blunders quickened the cure corkless substances wafted on the sinews- your body's cordage tightens against the doc's jostling your gored cocoon balances the room's minuter barometric measurements ** this inscape is more picturesque than you remember-what a spectre! Axles resist lifting indurated by an artless disease (wring an entomology from the beautiful slide foresooken just in time to gloat) * italicized- your wilted words- i felt sure my diagnosis was correct carver absconds the liturgy you won't need this where you're going you hear from within ether's fabulous balloon right before you were smoten and dressed in a flock of garments- crowned in the solstice diadem bridalled to freckled bees who capered at your famished dimmering ** the carver sings your canticle o bloom at the end of a stalk you are not composed of marble do not dissent refuse artifice for the long and wide scope of eternity swim across the river to the eighth day Des Esseintes Encrusts a Gem Bouquet on the Back of a Tortoise: Au Rebors Abridged No 1. to do things with color: he finally decided on a series of stones the mahogany-red hyacinth of compostella followed by the sea-green aquamarine the vinegar pink balas ruby by the pale slate coloured sudermania ruby No 2. ? me. No 3. this primitive system is what we have: a bouquet made up with gems of a strong and definite green- asparagus green chrysoberyls leek-green peridots olive-green olivines- and these sprang from twigs of almandine and uvarovite of a purplish red, which threw out flashes of harsh, brilliant light like the scales of tartar that glitter on the insides of wine casks No 4. my world is a sonnet in huysmans' house you can ? me there. No 5. but he absolutely refused to consider: the oriental turquoise which is used for brooches and rings and which together with the banal pearl and the odious coral forms the delight of the common herd No 6. it rains handfuls of slush the grass is peridot and chrisoberyl and a little jade in our strange weather these gems are stolen we enter each weather new do you love me you never ? + ed i asked you to forgive me once more do you love me the grass says yes please say yes please say yes too the blue water sinks low and goes to sleep to wake and sparkle again only at daybreak late june i wear dotted swiss to the wedding the bride's bouquet composed of many blooms the only important flower the child's pinky the lily-of-the-valley * my dress has a lamb-chop sleeve the fabric green paler than lime chiffon yellower than sea truer than moss more soothing than a mother if i can find a word that says green i will never write longtemps provo-2nd n.-e. of smith's-recently 1. my tongue fails i ? jesus but then the lady cutting mango hands the baby a napkin that must be why i am not disheartened * my daughter smears crema and queso on her corn we all palm big and small chiles *charcoal *a small chair **sno-cones i put all the commas back the butcher saws through bone my story happens whether i think it does or not *the baby pats her sister *the sister screams *the tortillas are warm *the bag of limes is $1 how can summer always happen? the lady clears her throat i understand her 2. i was in bed with messaien a harp and a celesta a plump heart (shimmer) was pulled up to our chins still warm still beating until we slept 3. she distinguishes herself from the other applicants by her lack of intellectual rigor an uncompromising refusal to sparkle and by publishing nothing 4. she was in bed with feldman//each note took a long time 5. september 1: the kids slide down the tubes all the way into each pool ropes of licorice encomia melted ice the bleachers were too hot my towels never came clean an unfamiliar baby crawls vigorously towards me popcorn chicken in a greasy baby *time is a pool *jello on a plate this is the first masterpiece purpling cuticles/02's zero her swollen forehead her codicil repealed inviolable soul in it's frequent floating haunt * by the end of the ritardando the nurse unfurls cerements the bone breathes abstemiously soul carries it's small bundle to ceiling's crest o smitten eye open on these abundant phials and capsules the anointing oil your wheel still turning come back and repair this dilapidation * the hair is unbraiding so hurry and creak the hinge come back-your lovely deer are watching.

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Kunstenaar: Lalage
Titel: Live on Sonarchy
Genre: Rock
Releasedatum: 19-4-2011
Label: CD Baby
Media-indeling: CD
UPC: 700261326269
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