naturalismo

I want to live inside Michael Gira’s ear. Wondrous frequencies live there. Sounds that, it seems, only he has the prescience to trust.  I want to build a rope ladder and shimmy up and over his shoulder blades until I reach that hallowed lobe, stopping for a minute to catch my breath and behold it all. Ah. The hiss of Devendra’s first recordings have a happy hut inside this cavernous, if discerning, unknown. Akron/Family is making flapjacks. Mi & L’au are sipping tea. Fire on Fire are making a blaze of their own, casting shadow puppets on the wall. Warmth. Familiar friends, ones that I’ve come to know and trust, are here to stay.

Larkin Grimm is the newest here. I love her already.

Michael Gira says, “Larkin is a magic woman. She lives in the mountains in north Georgia. She collects bones, smooth stones, and she casts spells. She worships the moon. She is very beautiful, and her voice is like the passionate cry of a beast heard echoing across the mountains just after a tremendous thunder storm, when the air is alive with electricity. I don’t consider her folk though – she is pre folk, even pre- music. She is the sound of the eternal mother and the wrath of all women. She goes barefoot everywhere, and her feet are leathery and filthy. She wears jewels, glitter, and glistening insects in her hair.”

[ stream ] Larkin Grimm – “How to Catch a Lizard” from Parplar, out NOVEMBER 20 on Young God Records.

or [ download ]

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