It's four a.m. and I haven't slept and have no desire to. My moonshadow accompanies me as I wander through a snow-covered forest. My footsteps leave a muffled reminder that I am still alive. I am not lost but have no idea where I am. Time and Space have given up their eternal battle for dimensional supremacy and have abandoned me. I eventually find my way to cabin that appears to be vacant so I take a respite from my journey and enter. The interior is dark with only a bed and a table, however on the table is a CD by Tor Lundvall entitled The Mist - it has a fascinating cover featuring subtle images of a winter landscape. I put the CD on my walkman and lie down to rest - the music envelops me in a dark desolate mindscape that is hauntingly benign radiating a warm emotional state. I decide to while a way some time by writing about the songs in my journal - here are my observations.
The CD opens with an instrumental: "Ribbon", which sets the mood for the rest of what is to come by conveying a quiet uncertainty that flows into the second piece: "Ghost Girl". "Ghost Girl" is a song featuring recessed vocals that glide effortlessly over a strange melodic bed created rhythmic bell tones set against short-wave radio like heterodyning modulations. "Streets" is a which piece definitely reminds me of my early morning walks along empty city streets - streets that exude a feeling of anticipation; pregnant with the possibility of the unexpected. "29" is another loose song, built around a set of keyboard patterns with Lundvall's vocals mixed more up-front displaying his subtle vocal talents. The line: "My clock is set to a different time" really defines the mood of this CD. "Leave" enfolds the listener in an eternal autumn (the use of vocal timbres are particularly effective here). "Crooked" flows seamlessly from "Leave" featuring echo laden ring modulated textures that paint a prevailing feeling of isolation. "Deadmoon" is a beautiful piece built around a descending overtone pattern that reinforces Lundvall's evocative vocals. "The Hollow" features naturalistic ambient sounds such as insects mixed with the kind of ring modulated sounds that Lundvall seems to favor. This song balances well the prior set of instrumentals. "Pale Sun" is another keyboard piece that shines gently upon an open chordal soundscape reminiscent of the work of Harold Budd. "6:00 AM", ah the morning harkens, what shall the day bring? Happiness or disaster? "Outpost" is once again built around a descending pattern set against other worldly vocals begging the question: "Are we alone waiting?" "Grey Life" moves through a beautiful minimal cyclic piano phrase surrounded by an artificial toy piano pattern. Essentially a ballad wherein Lundvall asks: "Where is my soul?" I get a sense of questioning loss seeking redemption from an unanswerable void. "The Mist", what beckons us from the heart of the mist? Salvation through surrender or permanent failure? "Her Train" feels like when all she leaves you with is a bittersweet memory. "Remember" memories fade as life is eclipsed by time. "The Years" is a forlorn song that brings closure to the previous suite of instrumentals (Mist, Her Train & Remember) by giving voice to that which has not be spoken. The last two pieces: "Dark Spring" and "A Green Darner" return to the understated naturalistic style that has punctuated the whole work through out and ending the CD with a feeling of quiet resolve.
I fell asleep lulled by Lundvall's music and had some wonderful nightmares. I would recommend this The Mist to anyone interested in well considered Isolationist Music such as has been pioneered by Eno, Lustmord, Budd etc. The CD grows with each listening revealing it's somber reptiles that lay in wait amongst its sonic crags.
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