(gasoline gathers hands, gathers friends, bottom feeder, thoughts on air, cloud valley records....)
side A plays like a narcoleptic train ride, weaving in and out of sound structures like restless dreams, track one, or the first section of side one starts with the squeak of broken wheels, and passing sounds from an open window, water and voices from the forest below,
the second section could be when diner is served (imagine the sound of cutlery scratching to the back drop of screeching squealing wheels!)
and than the third section brings in the loud cries of the steam whistles discordant at first,
and than more and more rhythmic, the whistles bleed in to a dull wall of dead noise as you pass through a tunnel,
side B is a more consistent meandering of swamp folknoise,
the constant rub of a rock grinder set to the cries of the loon, (a juxtaposition of nature and industry?)
the whole album is made with horns and effects,
this doesn't limit the range of the recording at all, quite the opposite actually,
most of the time you cant define an origin to the sounds,
this album also marks a continued collaboration between cloud valley records Scott Johnson
and housecraft records Jeffry Astin, i cant wait to see what comes next,
the art is simple but beautiful, consists of one insert,
house craft 047
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http://www.myspace.com/cloudvalleyrecordings
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