Take this one to the cloud bank, and never touch ground again.
Liz Harris is Grouper, working out the Bay Area and delivering
hyper-ethereal sounds. Her soft voice is a beautiful, blurry
instrument, nested in pools of reverb-drench. When saints
were drowned for their beliefs, this is the sound of the sky
watching. Guitar gets flicked and ticked on some cuts, like
“They Moved Everything” and “Little Boat/Bone Dance.” On
“Giving It To You” a piano dances a little drone waltz, again
while Harris mumble musings play cats-in-the-cradle with your
ears. “Black Blood” oozes on all voice, but as resplendent
and multi-voiced as Sybil. Schizophrenia should be this
hypnotizing. The title cut concludes the album as if a
Flying Saucer Attack had landed in a rivulet; an amorphous
psych melody is channelled and chanted through mossy brook.
Exceptional drift release, even better than her stellar
“Way Their Crept.” The highest cloud in the sky.
Reviewed by Thurston Hunger on
November 10, 2006 at 6:22 pm
Filed as A Library,CD
Another excellent release from Liz Harris. I think she is based out of Portland Oregon nowadays. I managed to catch her with Ghosting and Zaika (Tom Carter/Marcia Bassett) at Dunes in Portland. Her sound is opening up like moon flowers. Not quite as dense as “Way Their Crept”. The title track is mesmerizing.
Comment by Numa,
December 21st, 2006 3:22 pm
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