The title of the album 'Se Vende' means 'For Sale' in Spanish. I've lived in Alicante for nearly 3 years (native of Lancashire), and the remnants and consequences of the housing boom and bust are prevalent throughout the city - from the ubiquitous For Sale' signs to half-completed blocks of flats. The three tracks are an attempt to recreate aurally the initial euphoria of the boom times and the (almost) inevitable economic collapse and slowdown.
The title track, Se Vende, is layered with recordings from the city - flamenco guitarists on street corners, old 78s on antique record players at markets, the cacophony of a construction sites (including concrete mixers - this is musique concrete after all!) - augmented by tape loop manipulations, cheap analogue synths and keyboards, off-kilter 909 Rhythms, and some grade 1 piano playing.
The songs Chimes pt1 and 2 follow the diy ethos of the above, but this time the using recordings taken from Clot de Galvany, the former site of the Republican Defensive Line during the Spanish Civil War and now a nature reserve, located a few miles outside the city centre. The ambient sounds of the bunkers and trenches were incorporated into the tracks. Chimes Pt 1 features the words of Elsa Hasselgarde from Sweden.
Play loud and wear a hard (house) hat.
Presenter of It's Just Music Baby! on Soundart Radio
Co-founder of Analogue Chat.
released May 1, 2017
Thanks to Andrew H, Andrew J, Craig, Gary, Miles, Thomas, Dan.
Special thanks to Dan Miles for the idea, Elsa, Joe Borreson for the treatment of the photographs, and Paul Smith (HOD, Plymouth) for creating the Analogue Chat logo. Soundart Radio, Resonance Extra.
And honorable mentions to Ian, Natalia & Maxi of Freaks Art Bar, Alicante.
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And now, how do you feel?
The white, the white has a hold on the mountaintops
The sugar and the wine, and do you not see
That hand used to feed me
A sweet vibration from its pocket
A cloud as my only shadow
A thick cloud over my head
Is this a fake execution?
Or just an education I hear chimes
I am a train and I go faster and now I have a cave
A dark thing
Like a pendulum like a pendulum
I’m going to the bleeding mountain I’m going to the bleeding mountain
It has flesh and It has bones
And I am a train going faster