microphones in the trees: jakob olausson
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Sunday, December 11, 2011

jakob olausson

"At some point all great explorers, from Amundsen to Kishan Singh Rawat, come to an opening up and cast their minds across a big space. A clearing, a promontory, a look out from a place no one’s been before. Jakob Olausson ventured deep on Moonlight Farm, his debut for De Stijl in the winter of 2005. His singular expression returns on Morning and Sunrise, an explorer’s codex, a gaze through to what’s more important and less seen. The path yet traveled and the sun arcing over it. Morning and Sunrise is a different record from Moonlight Farm.
There is more electric guitar and it really whisks at your earbones, the playing is beautiful. Jakob’s singing glows more. It gives light and shows love as it reassures, makes no false promises, says: You can be understood. Honest as the elements, words like "loner" will be hung on Morning and Sunrise, and that’s okay, we associate clarity this potent with solitude. And this could be the most lucid psychedelic record ever, morning is just so clear, and anyway, it’s not really loner, because You are there all along." de stijl
welcome traveler

Monday, May 16, 2011

hand in hand

"No-Neck Blues Band's Dave Nuss can usually be found at the centre of the world. Working, collaborating, teaching and expanding his cosmic and psychic reach ever outwards in his eternal work to be and bring redemption and peace through sound, art and the work of truth. Together with Stellar Om Source, Susanne Skov Gronland and Jakob Olausson, they are Hand In Hand and they bring you LIGHT."

"Another beautiful handmade release from Ayal Senior’s Medusa imprint..." volcanic tongue

delirantes, y portada preciosísima que inexplicablemente me recuerda  a ésta de these trails

Wednesday, February 15, 2006

jakob olausson

Pienso en Ben Chasny (preciosa 'What will tomorrow bring'), incluso en Syd Barrett, en Skip James (un loco a seguir: Jefferson Airplane y Moby Grape), Greg Ashley (de Gris Gris)...o Leonard Cohen (la hipnótica y decadente Queen Bee) bajo mil capas de drones e instrumentos tradicionales japoneses construidos por él mismo. Un universo mágico en el confluyen cielos de napalm, y nada más y nada menos que cincuenta lunas , y el viento que peina sus cabellos, y equilibristas que levitan en el aire...y fábulas fantásticas que hablan de perdedores atravesados por la flecha de Cupido y cuya historia sólo él conoce. Highest recommendation, según Volcanic Tongue.
Una canción: Listen, sister.