The Sleep of Seeds (2003)
The title is also the opening track of this macroscopic journey into a world which spontaneously engages us when we travel through it. A link between life and earth, a passageway between time and change. A melodius itinerary in which a time hourglass often makes no sense but only the sound of articulated and fragmentary notes...50 minutes between a seed and a grain of soil to wander into an infinite space while listening to a far away earth longing sound. Recorded in Savona Italy august 2002, with different flutes, tubes, accordion, various objects, rattles, shells, bells... Drones and loops, effects,editing and mastering on Pro-Tools, at Temple Studio Milano, spring 2003.
(HSL)
Next
is The Sleep of Seeds, a collaboration with Saffron Wood (who listeners might
remember from way back on 1993's
The Promises of Silence compilation). This is a fifty minute long meditation on
the growth of plantlife from seed to above-ground entity. This is an appropriate
area of musical exploration because the work of Alio Die has always been about
the microworlds of sound usually ignored by casual listeners. Why not focus on
an area of life normally unseen, transmuted into musical impressions? Different
from most recent Alio Die albums, this collaboration contains three sprawling
tracks of ambience, rather than short sonic impressions. The first, "The
Sleep of Seeds", is remarkably abstract--harking to the early days of Alio
Die's work, when it resembled Ora and Art of Primitive Sound. This track is a
twenty minute revolving of experimental elements, strange percussives, unknown
electronic noises, dissonant textures. The sleep of seeds is clearly an alien
slumber, with quiet dreams. The track dithers on improvisationally, ending with
haunting bass drones and strange, muted cries. "Awakening in a New Form"
is not remarkably different from the first track, though toward the end a
transition is made to deeper levels of drone. The underworld life of the seed
has expanded into more broad and beautiful terrain, as it stretches its nascent
tendrils towards the sun. Finally, "A Dream of Mother Ground" expands
even further into strange whistling, tribal flutes, and marvelous water
ambience--the plant is reaching high into the air, splashed with nature's water,
photosynthesizing in a wild, natural life-orgy. This is a highlight of the
album--there are no humans to interrupt the cycle; this is pure pre-history at
work; when plants covered the landmasses of Earth, not choking the land, but an
endless soft green caress. This is a singularly understated album, very much
harkening back to the early Alio Die days of unusual environmental ambient. This
will appeal most to fans of Alio Die's earliest material, though I personally
find it to be somewhat of a throwback to music Musso has already expanded and
improved upon. Perhaps not the most essential part of this trio, but an
interesting trip nonetheless.
Brian Bieniowski
Three wandering tracks of evolving
drones and percussive scatterings. The artists suggest a ritualistic approach to
music creation making creative use of such diverse sonic sources as flutes,
tubes, various objects, rattles, shells and bells along with ambient drones,
loops and effects. An accordion is played but not for melody, more as if
exploring the instrument as an unfamiliar sound object, producing long droning
strands.
This CD feels almost like the soundtrack to a piece of outdoor performance art, as manipulated natural sounds unfurl among
flutish breaths, metallic jangles and whirling tubes. At times the impression is one of lonely winds blowing through derelicts, at other times the loose
structure produces an almost carefree feeling - all the while the titles draw us downward into nature with all of its urgent serenity. Dissonant layers, water
effects and thick rolling textures work to bind everything into a focussed poetry of montaged sound.
In keeping with the theme of the project, the cover artwork features a collage of
seeds, seedpods and rich texture all carefully laid out like a gallery
presentation. Inside we have the three track titles: The Sleep Of Seeds, Awakening
In A New Form and A Dream Of Mother Ground along with appropriate
credits.
The package works well to create a unified vision of the life cycle and
dream world of plants and soil. Both Alio Die and Saffron Wood pleasantly invite
contact by including their email addresses alongside photographic portraits.
Three
haunting explorations of unearthly sound built around a very earthly concept.
Many of the elements sound improvised to such an extent that they're almost too
random to be of human origin - thick breathing and rumbles, water noises and
bestial snorting. By contrast the introduction of a gently plucked zither
produces a warming melodic tenor. Stefano tells us regarding his approach to
recording "sometimes the quality of the sounds, I mean special tunings and
kind of vibrations, can help a lot to go into a new layer of sensibility. In the
studio process this discovery opens possibilities to enter into the special
taste of the specific sound combinations. Then finding the best approach for the
occasion, it becomes transparent that the music form starts to shine itself".
Morpheus Music Review
Alio
Die has been one of Stefano Musso’s projects since 1989, under whose name he
has produced several releases and collaborations. This release is a
collaboration between Alio Die and Saffron Wood. He has also produced several
releases under his own name, in various labels, among which Project and Relapse.
The Sleep Of Seeds was released by his own label, Hic Sunt Leones, in 2003.
While I was listening to the CD I had seated myself in a spot where I could see
the buildings and balconies across the street. As summer has sunk its claws on
Athens already, it was a warm sunny day, with a soft, refreshing breeze going
through everything. At some point I noticed a pixie made of silver paper hanging
off a balcony right across my window. As I was watching the miniature fairy
moving according to the will of the wind, I thought this was a very suitable
setting to begin from: a little bit of nature and of magic, off-key in an urban
scenery. A positive, radiant kind of magic however, one with soothing and
relaxing properties, reminiscent of light, sun, charming landscapes and overall
gratification. At least that’s the effect it had on me.
It sort of fixes itself in the general background and creates a meditative
atmosphere that does not impose on, but rather accompanies your thoughts.
The release comprises of 3 tracks, building upon various layers of electronic
and organic sound, as well as drones and repetitions. The sound is clear and
distinct, feeding the listener with just enough sound information to induce the
desired ambience, but as I said, by no means being intrusive or aggressive
quite the opposite actually. Personally I like it, as I can find certain times
where relaxation and disengagement from the physical environment is necessary,
and I prefer at such times for the music to be more suggestive and discreet. And
this is just that kind of recording.
The first track, “The Sleep Of Seeds”, is a down tempo combination of
various natural sounds, what seems to be field recordings and electronics,
harmonic, minimalistic and balanced. It sets the soundscape on which the next
two tracks will develop some more. As opposed to the first track that is 22
minutes long, the second one, “Awakening In A New Form”, is a brief
interpretation of the natural transformation that takes place, the evolution,
the transformation as stated by the title. Musically it is mostly a game between
a flute and what my untrained ear can recognize as a distorted loop, with
secondary layers being built by what sounds like bells, tubes, drones Which
leads us to “A Dream Of Mother Ground”, the final track which lasts about 20
minutes, And in which an elaborate tapestry is presented, containing almost all
the diverse elements we see in the two previous tracks: various natural sounds
and found recordings, bells, drones, electronic sounds and distortions, flute,
loops, accordion and the likes. All these sounds spiral into a crescendo and
then as naturally as they have intensified, disappear one by one, leaving an
echoing, distinct drone and a few electronic ones that mainly remind one of bird
singing, for the recording to end, placing one¹s body back on solid ground, as
gently as it had been lifted in the beginning.
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