Logan’s

a wrinkle in time

a crack in the light

as fleeting as birdsong

strange words in the night

the sound of your laughter

is flooding my dreams

the ocean is rising

all is not what it seems

don’t rock the cradle

don’t rock the boat

don’t drop the anchor

don’t sink the float

don’t sink the float

the stars have gone out

the sun has grown old

the moon is on fire

the earth has grown cold

a wrinkle in time

a crack in the light

as fleeting as birdsong

strange words in the night

the sound of your laughter

is flooding my dreams

the ocean is rising

all is not what it seems

“Logan’s”

2020

written late into the first lock-up of 2020, what began as a poetic flash during one of many long walks taken while feeling out the strange vibes the world was being subjected to in the first wave of covidiocy, the better to keep earthed as the madness descended and seperate the wheat from the chaff, so to speak, this turned into a hybrid dub, folk-rap, swamprock experiment….the later remix, to which I added drum kit, is also to be found at ArJaY, a musical alter-ego, on soundcloud

Decline and Fall

Brian Eno is the master of electromantic minimalism and atmospherics
Henrique Goldman is his perfect cinematic foil, gifted with stunning lucidity and an eye for gritty emotional impact.

“On working with Brian to produce the short film, Henrique comments: ā€œIt was a tantalising challenge to direct a visual track to resonate with Brian Eno’s expansive and multi-faceted musical universe. Like a riddle made of sound, Decline and Fall is mysteriously eclectic and hermetic at the same time. It’s beautiful and accessible, but also dense, deep, poignant and thought-provoking. As a lifelong fan it was a daunting prospect that kept me awake for several nights particularly as this is Brian’s first official music video.” ”

 

The Valley

The utterly awesome Emma Ruth Rundle and Thou, summing up the zeitgeist….

“Circle down to the mouth of the valley
Kneel now down at the face, at the gate
As every footfall crumbles so fast beneath me
Under the weight of this eternal shame

And to you who’ve given up in the valley
And to you who’ve given all to its wake
Just another endless night falls around thee
Just another grey landscape to face

I want to step into the armor of another, stronger
I want to look once through the eyes of someone good
So I can gather up the names of our mothers
And wash away the shame and lift them to sainthood

But if you have given up in the valley
And if you have given all to its wake
It’s just another endless night fall around me
Just another fucked up thing I can’t save

But always run forever miles, does it end?
Then another wall rises in the distance
Their horizon parts for none, where mothers failed
To carry all their weight, I will be brave
Yes, I will be brave

You see them?
All those who have fallen
Stacked up like stones in a pile
You see them?
A tower of failures
So twisted and vile
You see them there?
Ancient and seething
Get them out of my way
You see them?
Those who have fallen
Get them out of my way

You see them?
All those who have fallen
Stacked up like stones in a pile
You see them?
A tower of failures
Get them out of my way
You see them?
Ancient and seething
Twisted and vile
You see them?
Those who have fallen
Get them out of my way
You see them there?
A tower of failures
Get them out of my way”

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