I accidentally happened upon Ólafur Arnalds whilst hunting down Ólöf Arnalds, only discovering days after the fact that I was listening to someone wholly different than the person I'd intended. And as it happened, Ólafur turned out to be a way more exciting find anyway. Why cannot more music like this exist? Most people who dabble in the art of the composer these days are too prone to experimentalism to really be musical. Ólafur here stands as a happy exception. The following is from his album, "...And They Have Escaped The Weight Of Darkness".
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Friday, November 26, 2010
Around Us
Jonsi (lead-singer fellow from Sigur Rós) said this of the birthing of his independent album "Go": “I started out trying to make a low-key, acoustic album, but somewhere along the line it just sort of exploded.”
So. Here's Jonsi exploding:
So. Here's Jonsi exploding:
Monday, November 22, 2010
And It's Alright
Lovely acoustic piece from Peter Broderick. An interesting fellow, he; he started off as a composer of sorts and then, seemingly on a whim, decided to get into actually writing versed music.
And for contrast's sake, this is the sort of music this fellow typically otherwise spawns. Eclectic, anyone?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WqQ30tEIdHQ
And for contrast's sake, this is the sort of music this fellow typically otherwise spawns. Eclectic, anyone?
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WqQ30tEIdHQ
Saturday, November 20, 2010
Jeroen Van Aken
After three weeks of listening exclusively to Aqualung, I'm finally coming out of my cubbyhole and branching back out into strange and obscure musical territories; I've been rooting through a whole whack of peculiar musics of late. I intend to share o'er the next few days a few choice samples of what I've been exploring recently... So to kick that off, here's a ditty from Gregor Samsa--a specimen most especially suited to 3 am, gi'en its atmospheric, minimalistic, and frankly meandering quality. Mmmm...
Friday, November 5, 2010
Sundowning
As you are likely increasingly becoming aware, I'm developing a wholesome obsession for Aqualung. I can scarcely help it. I mean, look at him. This man is beautiful. A man (delightedly--I feel totally vindicated) obsessed as I therefore am, I feel compelled by some deep ethical force to continue to share of his utmost fabulosity. This particular piece of prettifulness which I've had on repeat for the past few days came from his album, "Magnetic North."
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