dw005 -PHOLDE - In Favour of More Permanent Pleasures
Fluxeruopa - Stewart Gott (c) 2004
Natural sounds produced from found metal and welded stainless steel structures, this starts with a humming, clanging resonance that moves on to scrapes and clatters, then shifts to metallic whine and shimmering gong like sounds that reverberate from the speakers in a wash of deep, muted noise. Every new recording from Pholde AKA Knurl AKA Canadian Alan Bloor seems to offer more than its predecessors, and this disc is no exception. The extraordinary, ten minute long, closing track 'The Apex Toward The Observer' is amongst the best Bloor has produced under any moniker, and given that I rate two Knurl albums "Nocicept" and "Floritura Deuteranopia" amongst my all time top ten this is high praise indeed. Sometimes, when I wake from sleep, I hear voices in the darkened room; a few seconds and they cease abruptly, as if suddenly aware that I have woken up again. This may well be an indication of incipient lunacy, or benevolent spirits surrounding me, or may be down to something more mundane, such as inner ear disturbance (perhaps brought on by listening to Knurl records). Whatever, this sounds like the way I feel when I hear those voices - something that's knocking around on the periphery of your senses, that you can't martial or control. A fascinating, absorbing disc that defies categorisation, this one will drag you in to the speakers by your ears and force you to listen to it.
Ping Things - Rik (c) 2003
The latest release from Alan Bloor, exploring the beautiful sounds inherent in metal... By shaping new instruments from various metal sources, Alan Bloor of Pholde creates very unique sounds and environments. On his latest "In Favour of More Permanent Pleasures", Bloor captures the hidden beauty of metal and reveals a music that we rarely have the opportunity to hear. Haunting and beguiling, the songs that appear on this release create a soundscape of intense darkness made all the more ominous by it's organic sensibilities. Indeed the instruments seem to have a life of their own, and one can't help but imagine that the music created is the sound of secrets being shared with the listener. |
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