Saturday, 23 December 2017

Out Here In The Fields 7

Well friends, here we are again - a seventh edition. Another soundscape journey through the current workings of my mind.

01 Current 93 - Not Because The Fox Barks (10:14)
from 'Aleph At Hallucinatory Mountain' (2009)
There is nothing else quite like Current 93. This album was something of a rejuvenation, a return to music that can wear the label 'experimental', a crazed and consistent visionary quest through complex interwoven symbolism.

02 The Teardrop Explodes - Seven Views Of Jerusalem (3:50)
from 'Wilder' (1981)
I've been doing a lot of reading on the Crusades recently, which is where this song eased itself into my consciousness. Like a lot of the songs on Wilder it can't really stand up to Kilimanjaro, yet isn't at all a bad song taken in isolation.

03 The Cocteau Twins - Aikea-Guinea (3:57)
from 'Aikea-Guinea EP' (1985)
Probably the best band ever to come from Grangemouth. Some bands are simply a genre unto themselves, though insufficient labels like ethereal wave and dream pop have been haphazardly stickered.

04 David Bowie - Aladdin Sane (1913-1938-197?) (5:08)
from 'Aladdin Sane' (1973)
The great thing about having never really gotten into Bowie previously is that I can still discover albums like this pretty much entirely fresh in my mid 30s.

05 The Cure - The Holy Hour (4:27)
from 'Faith' (1981)
I picked up Lol Tolhurst's autobiography recently, and while the book itself is rather a disappointment it has at least taken me on a journey back through The Cure's early years and some of my favourite albums.

06 Xasthur - Masquerade Of Incisions (15:30)
from 'All Reflections Drained' (2009)
Xasthur are pretty much the final word in misanthropic isolationist black metal. Certainly when you are sitting eating lunch by the edge of an evergreen forest you will require nothing else.

07 Godspeed You Black Emperor - The Dead Flag Blues (16:28)
from 'F# A# (Infinity)' (1998)
I remember the NME cover with just the first few lines in bold type, announcing the arrival of a new kind of music. I recalled this one tonight in seeing an orange sunset behind electricity pylons. I opened up my wallet... and it was full of moths.


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