Pelt – The Eighth day, the eleventh month, the two-thousand & twelfth year
Post rock, drone, exp
Label – Brave mysteries
1 Wings of Dirt
2 Last toast before Capsizing pt1
3 Last toast before Capsizing pt2
4 Of Jack’s Darbari
I am thinking about describing what I am hearing when this album by Pelt is playing. In the fine tradition of Brave Mysteries, the label that released this album, one needs to concentrate and fall deeply into the stretching arms of this music in order to understand completely. Brave sounds are filling the room, I am thinking about describing what I am hearing and all I can think of is describing what I am seeing. This sort of synesthesia finally wins in the short but epic battle over my will. I will not tell you what I am hearing. I will tell you what I am seeing.
So I am seeing a violin string bending. It takes extreme pressure stressed unto it and it keeps bending. The agony of its stretching structure can be easily felt as the music moves forward, and as it stretches, tiny strands begin tearing apart from it. They reveal tiny but rich textures, colors and whole worlds that are sitting on this string. As the slow dismantling of this string continues, more and more textures are revealed, seeing the sunlight for the first time. Other strings start bending next to our collapsing string, and as each minute pass, one can’t but admire the endurance of these powerful entities. Also, one can’t but wait in excitement to see, to hear, what the pressure is going to bring up next.
This is what I see while I play this brilliant, droning experimental phenomenon. Grab this from the label or from the artist and enjoy the intensity of this performance.