Scott
absolutely lovely! these carefully crafted recordings (with elaborate packaging to match) really conjure up a wealth of nostalgia. listening to this music is utterly liberating.
Favorite track: If One Moment Could Be My Entire Life.
'Watering A Paper Flower' sees the 'Book Editions' series return. Beautiful old books have been dissected, re-assembled and re-structured into book-bound CD covers, once again highlighting the theme of fragility...
1 x Vintage (circa:1885-1959) hardback clothbound book (re-assembled / book binding taped together into CD covers
2 x CD
15-20 Pages of writing / images
20 x A7 polaroid prints on luxury uncoated paper (designed by Craig Tattersall)
1 x Stamped library card
1 x Vintage photograph
1 x Vintage book-mark
1 x Vintage numbered photo negative
1 x Vintage 35mm glass slide
1 x 35mm reel to reel film strip
Stamped / hand numbered / scented
All of the above rests inside Japanese wax bags
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"There is a small light of hope in the end and you know that even the briefest spark shines…” - Hiroshi Yoshimura (1940–2003)
Open to the Sea are Enrico Coniglio and Matteo Uggeri. Recorded in Venice and Milan, Watering A Paper Flower leaks light into the darkness. Nostalgia is a powerful force, pulling at the heart no matter the age. It can still be felt today, is still relevant and real, extending into and influencing present actions and decisions. It seeps through and enters from the past, as if it were delayed sunlight.
Relics can still be precious and relevant to modern life. They teach us a lot about who we are and where we’ve come from. They shouldn’t be cast aside; they’re important documents, detailing essential steps on the journey. Without those moments, we wouldn’t be who we are today; a single event can influence and shape the rest of the path. Watering A Paper Flower is the same, as one note leads it on a thousand steps, and its journey derives from that singular moment.
Even during the darkest hours, we can look back on better times and find comfort or some semblance of solace. The past is ever present, and like a distillation of light, it leaks into the narrative of today. As light will leak into corners constructed out of darker shades, making the concealed visible when orbits align, so too can memories resurface and illuminate the mind; when the sun lights up the eyes and the smile, rather than the room.
Both the piano and cello feel old, in need of water and sustenance. A general air of malaise sinks into the music. Coniglio and Uggeri are careful to water their paper flower, even though, on the surface, it would appear not to need any – would appear to be an artificial design - but somehow, it is still in danger of wilting, both in terms of its soul and in its physical appearance, the paper gradually creasing at the corners as time inflicts a slow death.
Although rustic, the music is able to slowly weave fine lines and slinking patterns, as if the muscles were not yet completely stiff. Its notes remain stuck in a sunken kingdom, but sometimes they ascend to melodic peaks, as on ‘It Comes, Ineluctable’. Piano, organ, a Yamaha TX7, field recordings, drums, trumpet, cello, drones, and samples leak into the record, with brighter notes pouring glimmers of light into a well of darkness.
Mastered by Ian Hawgood, with artwork provided by Daniel Crossley / Craig Tattersall, in which ancient, vintage prints are utilised, with freckles and light leaks covering the imperfect image, like lines creasing over ageing skin, the music is still able to recall images of the past, placing it in a kind of shrine, and it’s still able to convey the brightness of yesterday.
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released October 4, 2021
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Open to the Sea are Enrico Coniglio & Matteo Uggeri...
Enrico Coniglio: piano, organ, Yamaha TX7
Matteo Uggeri: rhythms, field recordings, samples, sort of backing vocals
with:
Mattia Costa: drums
Alessandro Sesana: trumpet
Andrea Serrapiglio: cello, drones
Recorded by Enrico Coniglio and Matteo Uggeri in Venice and Milan.
Drums recorded by Gianmaria Aprile at Argolab, Varese.
Cello recorded by Andrea Serrapiglio.
Additional VOG treatments on “I Can Hear…” by Gianmaria Aprile.
"I Can Hear the Cherries Fall from the Hospice Room" is dedicated to Hiroshi Yoshimura (1940-2003).
Mixed and produced by Matteo Uggeri
Mastered by Ian Hawgood
Design by Daniel Crossley
Print design by Craig Tattersall
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Let's put it this way- this is simply one of our favourite works ever!...A collection of variations on a theme that drift by, perfuming the air, or that stop a moment to whisper you a story. Evocative in its sparse beauty, We are sure this will been the permanent playlist always, right alongside Arvo Part's "Alina" and offthesky's "Silent went the Sea" ....ss/tm/am editions vaché
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With no forward momentum and therefore no expectation of the next note, eventually these pieces etch out a pattern, at a welcomed glacial pace. Piano is welcomed also. Very well thought out. Richard Erickson
The 17 mindbending songs on this compilation represent minimalist experimental music at its best, a collage of blips and static. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 3, 2022
J.Lynch (aka Thirty Pounds of Bone) plays with organic elements, including prepared piano, against electronics to impressionistic effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 21, 2023
Visionist showcases vocals for the first time on his Mute debut, featuring collabs with members of Circuit des Yeux, Black Midi and more. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 5, 2021
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vár spoils you with blurry melodies, intricate synth work, and washed-out drone aesthetics before fading amidst field recordings of ocean waves. it practically demands a replay immediately after the disc has run its time. childish, fickle, but at the same time ephemeral as spring itself miso