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Jarl - Wound Profile

Today the autumn sky is grey, just like the music I'm listening to. Grey is not the color of boredom. It's twilight. Between the day and the night, between consciousness and subconsciousness... The whole album flows on this junction, constantly sinking to the dark and intangible sanctity, glow of sickness, worried waiting and returning back to balance. This CD just shows landmarks, but the path to go you must choose yourself.
This album by swedish artist Erik Jarl (also takes part in IRM and, together with the man behind Institut, Lirim Cajani, in collaboration Kaiten) - rereleased cassette recordings from almost 10 years ago (6 songs from 1999 and one - from session after year and a half.). The design of the album - just the same as the mood itself - grey and gloomy. It opens with the first mood - painful and monotonic loop, above the constantly changing sea of sound, deconstructing the visible landscape. The second wound profile - synth sound, pulsating closer closer with all its dismal menace, slowly blending with the others, but remaining the main axis of the song, around which gathers clouds of sounds. And through the whole album it is constant floating in silt. There is no chaos, no unconsidered sound, nor step because it is well known that while walking on the boundaries, one cannot step aside. At the end of the fourth "wound profile" song - there are sounds like bells and the slavic (for me it sounds like that) women chant is heard. The heart starts to beat... And again, the motifs of chant - in the fifth part of the album. I don't know why I was so hooked up on the chants during all the thoughts through the album. Maybe they are one of the most tangible forms through the duration of the album. Painful and depressive. Like those clear sounds in "Wound profile part 6". They have bright contrast with gloomy, dark background.It's just clear that no profiles become more understandable after an hour journey.
And more. It is very interesting to watch the surroundings while listening to this album. It is impossible to see it as a whole, but all the details become very clear. The passer-by, dusty window, bog, flying bird... And one creates his own landscape, own surrounding. Does one construct it by himself or this album constructs? For those who like to travel.