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Friday 15 April 2011

a band of buriers

the last weeks have been outrageously busy indeed. i hope that i will shortly have time to detail all of the various facts in the case. perhaps the most pressing, or most exciting news being that, upon returning home to darmstadt from a grueling train-ride back from berlin via hannover, having played an awesome show at koma f, i discovered the newly-completed buriers album in my inbox ready for me to master, in time for burning the very next morning... i had been keenly anticipating the completion of the release, not least because i am a great fan of the project, but i also got to play a role in the recording process; preparing field recordings for one of the tracks, and engineering the amazing nadia d'alò's vocal sessions.


so now, the album is upon us. eight songs showcasing the buriers in all their alt-folk-anti-rap glory. beautiful melodies, dark passages, wonderful prose, uplifting and haunting phrases, sporadic rattles of percussion, tender drifting strings, a beautifully fragile brew indeed. james p honey stuns us once again with his lyrical depth, rich vocal tones, finger-picked guitar style and all-round charisma, whilst jamie romain keeps the operation true and steady with a slew of shudder-inducing string passages, percussive elements and backing vocals. whilst contributions from matthew romain, providing beautiful violin accompaniment, and miss nadia d'alò introducing a wonderfully vast dimension with her perfectly delicate voice, as i darken the scene briefly with some crackling and broken found 'end of days' dialogue.


keep safe . be well

jamesreindeer

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