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written by David Cotner http://www.hertz-lion.com/ Jonathan Hughes - Trillium (cd by The Foundry) Pulses and vibrant electronic atmosphere cradles the speakers in gentle waves and this is the kind of music that gives solace to those locked up in prisons across the nation - if broadcast, if heard. It's a revelatory gesture when fuck music consoles those who fuck, and the truly fucked. I find it fascinating that compact discs are becoming more and more aromatic these days - this one smells of maple syrup, like the Transparency label discs do. "Although not always obvious at first (or at all), all the tracks on this cd are in the 3/4 time signature. Trillium is neither a radioactive isotope nor a newly discovered planet - it is a three-petaled flower in the lily family." Hence the hint of an eyeball - echoes of the iris - luxuriating through the album artwork. It's a collection of sounds that is sweeping and yet simultaneously intimate, reminiscent of something almost-forgotten. It's like a word misheard, an unidentified sigh - a very gentle reminder that some things are not always as we define them. On "Lua", the beats enter into the equation, in the aforementioned 3/4 time. It's waltz-time, and occasionally short voices drift through a Sargasso sea of aluminum-tainted memory. "Heavy Water" continues the rhythm but in a softer way, as though not to make the baby cry. And why am I re viewing these things? What about baby? It's a little like watching those old films in slow-motion of flowers expanding, growing outward, again and again, shuddering into the rarefied air, wilting, and starting anew Address: http://www.foundrysite.com/ |