From the endless treasure chest of Loren Mazzacane Connors comes this necessary vinyl edition of Evangelin, where Connors takes the role of instrumental narrator, retelling the story of forlorn 17th C. lovers from the perspective of Evangeline, the heroine of an epic-poem written in 1847.
In the wrong hands this could be dire, but you can trust that Connors approaches the project - originally recorded and released on CD back in 1998 - with the kind of pathos you’d be warranted in expecting from the lauded, veteran artist.
The romantic themes are palpably sore and melancholy throughout, curling and sashaying at time-stopping pace from his quiet croon and strums in Evangeline to passages of almost jazzy wistfulness (Two Paths) and one stunning portion of gloaming, elemental abstraction at its core (The Bridegroom of Snow), followed by the starkly reveberant meditation Vocie Of The Ocean, “Despair Not!” and a pretty much devastating final run of poignant vignettes including Oh, My Beloved and the barely there Gabriel Dies.
Sniff, sniff. Yeh mate that’s my hayfever. I’m not crying over the beauty of the record at all… But f*ck me, it is really, really lovely.
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From the endless treasure chest of Loren Mazzacane Connors comes this necessary vinyl edition of Evangelin, where Connors takes the role of instrumental narrator, retelling the story of forlorn 17th C. lovers from the perspective of Evangeline, the heroine of an epic-poem written in 1847.
In the wrong hands this could be dire, but you can trust that Connors approaches the project - originally recorded and released on CD back in 1998 - with the kind of pathos you’d be warranted in expecting from the lauded, veteran artist.
The romantic themes are palpably sore and melancholy throughout, curling and sashaying at time-stopping pace from his quiet croon and strums in Evangeline to passages of almost jazzy wistfulness (Two Paths) and one stunning portion of gloaming, elemental abstraction at its core (The Bridegroom of Snow), followed by the starkly reveberant meditation Vocie Of The Ocean, “Despair Not!” and a pretty much devastating final run of poignant vignettes including Oh, My Beloved and the barely there Gabriel Dies.
Sniff, sniff. Yeh mate that’s my hayfever. I’m not crying over the beauty of the record at all… But f*ck me, it is really, really lovely.
From the endless treasure chest of Loren Mazzacane Connors comes this necessary vinyl edition of Evangelin, where Connors takes the role of instrumental narrator, retelling the story of forlorn 17th C. lovers from the perspective of Evangeline, the heroine of an epic-poem written in 1847.
In the wrong hands this could be dire, but you can trust that Connors approaches the project - originally recorded and released on CD back in 1998 - with the kind of pathos you’d be warranted in expecting from the lauded, veteran artist.
The romantic themes are palpably sore and melancholy throughout, curling and sashaying at time-stopping pace from his quiet croon and strums in Evangeline to passages of almost jazzy wistfulness (Two Paths) and one stunning portion of gloaming, elemental abstraction at its core (The Bridegroom of Snow), followed by the starkly reveberant meditation Vocie Of The Ocean, “Despair Not!” and a pretty much devastating final run of poignant vignettes including Oh, My Beloved and the barely there Gabriel Dies.
Sniff, sniff. Yeh mate that’s my hayfever. I’m not crying over the beauty of the record at all… But f*ck me, it is really, really lovely.
From the endless treasure chest of Loren Mazzacane Connors comes this necessary vinyl edition of Evangelin, where Connors takes the role of instrumental narrator, retelling the story of forlorn 17th C. lovers from the perspective of Evangeline, the heroine of an epic-poem written in 1847.
In the wrong hands this could be dire, but you can trust that Connors approaches the project - originally recorded and released on CD back in 1998 - with the kind of pathos you’d be warranted in expecting from the lauded, veteran artist.
The romantic themes are palpably sore and melancholy throughout, curling and sashaying at time-stopping pace from his quiet croon and strums in Evangeline to passages of almost jazzy wistfulness (Two Paths) and one stunning portion of gloaming, elemental abstraction at its core (The Bridegroom of Snow), followed by the starkly reveberant meditation Vocie Of The Ocean, “Despair Not!” and a pretty much devastating final run of poignant vignettes including Oh, My Beloved and the barely there Gabriel Dies.
Sniff, sniff. Yeh mate that’s my hayfever. I’m not crying over the beauty of the record at all… But f*ck me, it is really, really lovely.
Includes 8.5”x11” insert: a story written by Suzanne Langille based on the epic poem, Evangeline
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From the endless treasure chest of Loren Mazzacane Connors comes this necessary vinyl edition of Evangelin, where Connors takes the role of instrumental narrator, retelling the story of forlorn 17th C. lovers from the perspective of Evangeline, the heroine of an epic-poem written in 1847.
In the wrong hands this could be dire, but you can trust that Connors approaches the project - originally recorded and released on CD back in 1998 - with the kind of pathos you’d be warranted in expecting from the lauded, veteran artist.
The romantic themes are palpably sore and melancholy throughout, curling and sashaying at time-stopping pace from his quiet croon and strums in Evangeline to passages of almost jazzy wistfulness (Two Paths) and one stunning portion of gloaming, elemental abstraction at its core (The Bridegroom of Snow), followed by the starkly reveberant meditation Vocie Of The Ocean, “Despair Not!” and a pretty much devastating final run of poignant vignettes including Oh, My Beloved and the barely there Gabriel Dies.
Sniff, sniff. Yeh mate that’s my hayfever. I’m not crying over the beauty of the record at all… But f*ck me, it is really, really lovely.