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Artist: Life Toward Twilight
Title: I Swear By All The Flowers
Release: 04/2007
Life Toward Twilight’s “I Swear By All The Flowers” explores memories from the end of the Nineteenth Century through sound collage and gentle melodies. The album tells a quiet story, with an unnamed protagonist, exploring daily life, travels, and intimate moments.
All of the sounds used in the recording came from antique sources, including music boxes, ticking grandfather clocks, steam trains, wax cylinder recordings, early mechanical factories and old voices. An old detuned piano played by hesitant ghosts haunts the recording. A warm static stays in place throughout, a constant reminder of the technical hurdles of early recordings.
“I Swear By All The Flowers” is an unusual ambient recording meant to transport you to a different era.
Go to the Bottle Imp Music Store to purchase this album on CD.
Reviews
From Sepiachord:
“The CD is haunting, but never haunted. We’re not taken on some heavy-handed “creepy” journey. This isn’t the soundtrack for a horror film about undead tots in a contaminated nursery. It’s the sound of an old, decaying orphanage where the echoes of children and songs just want to be tucked in until the end of time.”
From Evening of Light:
“..it is as if these are visions and sounds picked up by the ghost of a deceased person, who still lingers somewhere between this world and the next… Even childhood memories and pictures of lost innocence drift through the consciousness of the musical protagonist. You can feel the yearning, madness, and grief, and that makes this a beautiful piece of music.”
From Gothic Beauty Magazine:
“This subtle, solitary album can really grab you. It opens with lulling, fragile musicbox notes and continues at the level of a faded recording, layered with background noise and ghostly voices that make it the aural equivalent of seeing orbs on old photographs. A charming but hesitant vintage piano performs in the foreground, but is gradually crowded with the noise of objects clanking and jingling together, as though spirits are trying to make themselves heard. In a really eye-widening moment, a very faint, eerie song is tuned in through the static, until it is subsumed by another oceanic storm of white noise. Put on your headphones to listen, or you might not pick up its signal and realize how strangely moving it is.”
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