BAKER, AIDAN — Songs of Flowers & Skin
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AIDAN BAKER offenbart hier solo noch eine ganz andere Seite, die ihn als Songwriter zeigt mit Drum & Bassgitarren-Einsatz, sowie unter Zuhilfenahme von Gastmusikern, die Bläser & Violine beisteuern. Sanfter Gesang & melancholische Stimmung herrschen hier vor, die an RED HOUSE PAINTERS und SLOWDIVE erinnern, wie immer bei BAKER von einer erhabenen Moll-tönenden Eleganz...
"Ed. of 400 numbered copies and issued June 10th, 2010. Doomgaze. Is that a thing? In ancient times "Songs Of Flowers & Skin" might have done time on 4AD, Creation, or even Sarah. Except of course, for the slender demonic tail woven into the melodies, which would have left a smoldering pile of pointy shoes in its wake. Though the tracks here are not metal, there is no lacking of heavy. The songs (yes, songs) simmer to a point just below explosion. Aidan chooses to excavate with atmosphere in lieu of caterwauling electricity, filling the spaces with dark, droning continuos that hang in the air like post-riot tear gas. His cavernous crooning floats just above the oddly addictive slow riffs. This bloody valentine is a beastly beauty that mitigates icy experimentalism with glowing compositions including additions of violin and trumpet that go down just like honey. Meant to be played very, very loud." [label info]
www.blrrecords.com
"Ed. of 400 numbered copies and issued June 10th, 2010. Doomgaze. Is that a thing? In ancient times "Songs Of Flowers & Skin" might have done time on 4AD, Creation, or even Sarah. Except of course, for the slender demonic tail woven into the melodies, which would have left a smoldering pile of pointy shoes in its wake. Though the tracks here are not metal, there is no lacking of heavy. The songs (yes, songs) simmer to a point just below explosion. Aidan chooses to excavate with atmosphere in lieu of caterwauling electricity, filling the spaces with dark, droning continuos that hang in the air like post-riot tear gas. His cavernous crooning floats just above the oddly addictive slow riffs. This bloody valentine is a beastly beauty that mitigates icy experimentalism with glowing compositions including additions of violin and trumpet that go down just like honey. Meant to be played very, very loud." [label info]
www.blrrecords.com