snowdusk (Gary G)
Hi Luka! I just bought the CD version of this album on your Bandcamp! I love it! You are so talented and awesome! Thank you for all your activism. Would it be OK if I play "Jaymups" in my internet radio show on aNONradio? Please let me know. Thank you again. Keep creating beautiful music! :-) -- Gary G aka snowdusk (from Mastodon)
Favorite track: Jaymups.
Can’t choose a fav. I really really like ur stuff. Proud to have it here in my collection. If u don’t mind I will use one or two tracks for idk a mix or I will try to remix for the first time. Tryin not to ruin ur tracks. Which r sooo good (: 👽
At the heart of it all lies a choreography of sounds - noises and tones and everything in-between. Of course there’s always the body. And its movement. Mental images flashing somewhere in the brain, a foot tapping, that feeling in the stomach and somewhere down the lungs when you’re hit with an emotional resonance. The whole brain is lighting up. And we never know it. Perhaps you are standing up already and you move to the beat. Lightly. The hips or knees jerking. Or you are a two-year old that is all open before your brain connections are pruned already and you start restricting your immediate impulses. Or you are just curled on the bed with headphones on with a torrent within.
I cannot hide the desire that this music would perhaps be heard beyond from what it was made for at first. That it should be thought without the missing component which it was made to harmonize with, to be a support to. It’s a standalone. Or so I wish. It irrevocably connects to its past, to its sources. Many threads have been drawn from many spindles to knit it. Some were planned, some not. Some were conscious, some not. And then there’s also an atmosphere. A socio-sonic environment. It’s where the listener comes in with all her baggage. And joining happens - through very particular nodes: those who moved to it, those who pressed buttons so it became a recording, those who thought about it and searched for moves, those who organized the sounds, bodies, reflections, feed-backs, and experiences. And then, reaching the ears and auditory cortex the music reorganizes itself again. Thus, it has an irrevocable future, and more resonance.
Albatrosses: it’s how they looked like, how they moved. It’s how they were called, how they named themselves and carried that name proudly.
I’m grateful to: Maja, Urška, 4H of 2016/17 SVŠGL class, Igor, Tina, Matjaž, my Patreon patrons, Emanat, SVŠGL, Iljus Wifmo, The Internet, Little Simz, and Dmitri Shostakovich.
released July 31, 2017
written and produced by Luka Prinčič
piano and theme by Matjaž Predanič (1,2 and 7)
mastering by Igor Vuk
illustration by Emma Lazauski
design by Tina Ivezić & Luka Prinčič