Posts Tagged: Richard Allen

Strom Noir ~ ghosts are the most fragile when dancing

Twisted Treeline (an offshoot of Somehow Recordings) has gone on a tear in the last few months, releasing over 40 postcard/3″ discs since making its debut in June.  The prolific Slovakian solo artist Emil Mat’ko (Strom Noir) seems to live and

Strom Noir ~ ghosts are the most fragile when dancing

Twisted Treeline (an offshoot of Somehow Recordings) has gone on a tear in the last few months, releasing over 40 postcard/3″ discs since making its debut in June.  The prolific Slovakian solo artist Emil Mat’ko (Strom Noir) seems to live and

Elian ~ A Little Bit of Cinematography

The sound art of Elian (Michael Duane Ferrell) is informed by the creative fire of shifting moods.  Until now, his work has been as formless as the primordial waters.  Yet with his 21-minute tribute to Ingmar Bergman, A Little Bit of Cinematography, a

Elian ~ A Little Bit of Cinematography

The sound art of Elian (Michael Duane Ferrell) is informed by the creative fire of shifting moods.  Until now, his work has been as formless as the primordial waters.  Yet with his 21-minute tribute to Ingmar Bergman, A Little Bit of Cinematography, a

Stuzha ~ Siberian Sketches

Stuzha‘s 2008 EP Through the Snowfield is a masterpiece of mood, an evocation of the Siberian winter that drips with authenticity like exuded sap.  His debut album, Siberian Sketches, takes autumn as its starting point, but tilts its head toward the

Stuzha ~ Siberian Sketches

Stuzha‘s 2008 EP Through the Snowfield is a masterpiece of mood, an evocation of the Siberian winter that drips with authenticity like exuded sap.  His debut album, Siberian Sketches, takes autumn as its starting point, but tilts its head toward the

Cloisters ~ Little Winter

Little Winter is a tiny treasure, balanced precariously on the boundary between the old year and the new, Christmas and the white oblivion beyond.  Wind runs throughout the desolate opening track, as if scoring the forlorn journey of the traveler

Cloisters ~ Little Winter

Little Winter is a tiny treasure, balanced precariously on the boundary between the old year and the new, Christmas and the white oblivion beyond.  Wind runs throughout the desolate opening track, as if scoring the forlorn journey of the traveler