HARVESTLORE
The ninth installment in Cannell's ongoing series of monthly "lore" EPs, 'Harvestlore' is a triptych of fiddle improvisations that observe the landscape as summer turns into autumn.
Each month this year, Cannell has created a record of new music that allows her to dive headfirst into various rituals and legends, exploring the mythos of the sea, wolves, ghosts and more. This time around, she eyes harvest time, traditionally a period of the year when many different cultures across the world would give thanks for successful crops with feasts, songs, dancing and games that celebrate a time of seasonal change and abundance. Cannell's finely-drawn improvisations are relatively muted, preferring to hone in the shifting color than revisit pagan festivities.
On 'As Summer Passes into Sleep', she overlays sharp, droning strings that signal archaic folk traditions without regurgitating them. Her tones sound vulnerable, bending over each other to expose the unusual notation and enhance the somnolent qualities. And the folk gestures are more apparent on 'Apples Have Fallen', as Cannell repeats simple phrases, stretching them out and ghosting them with digital echo. All this makes 'Eyes Closed' stand out even more starkly, a penetrating spell that captures the memory of the previous seasons from a darkened room.
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The ninth installment in Cannell's ongoing series of monthly "lore" EPs, 'Harvestlore' is a triptych of fiddle improvisations that observe the landscape as summer turns into autumn.
Each month this year, Cannell has created a record of new music that allows her to dive headfirst into various rituals and legends, exploring the mythos of the sea, wolves, ghosts and more. This time around, she eyes harvest time, traditionally a period of the year when many different cultures across the world would give thanks for successful crops with feasts, songs, dancing and games that celebrate a time of seasonal change and abundance. Cannell's finely-drawn improvisations are relatively muted, preferring to hone in the shifting color than revisit pagan festivities.
On 'As Summer Passes into Sleep', she overlays sharp, droning strings that signal archaic folk traditions without regurgitating them. Her tones sound vulnerable, bending over each other to expose the unusual notation and enhance the somnolent qualities. And the folk gestures are more apparent on 'Apples Have Fallen', as Cannell repeats simple phrases, stretching them out and ghosting them with digital echo. All this makes 'Eyes Closed' stand out even more starkly, a penetrating spell that captures the memory of the previous seasons from a darkened room.
The ninth installment in Cannell's ongoing series of monthly "lore" EPs, 'Harvestlore' is a triptych of fiddle improvisations that observe the landscape as summer turns into autumn.
Each month this year, Cannell has created a record of new music that allows her to dive headfirst into various rituals and legends, exploring the mythos of the sea, wolves, ghosts and more. This time around, she eyes harvest time, traditionally a period of the year when many different cultures across the world would give thanks for successful crops with feasts, songs, dancing and games that celebrate a time of seasonal change and abundance. Cannell's finely-drawn improvisations are relatively muted, preferring to hone in the shifting color than revisit pagan festivities.
On 'As Summer Passes into Sleep', she overlays sharp, droning strings that signal archaic folk traditions without regurgitating them. Her tones sound vulnerable, bending over each other to expose the unusual notation and enhance the somnolent qualities. And the folk gestures are more apparent on 'Apples Have Fallen', as Cannell repeats simple phrases, stretching them out and ghosting them with digital echo. All this makes 'Eyes Closed' stand out even more starkly, a penetrating spell that captures the memory of the previous seasons from a darkened room.
The ninth installment in Cannell's ongoing series of monthly "lore" EPs, 'Harvestlore' is a triptych of fiddle improvisations that observe the landscape as summer turns into autumn.
Each month this year, Cannell has created a record of new music that allows her to dive headfirst into various rituals and legends, exploring the mythos of the sea, wolves, ghosts and more. This time around, she eyes harvest time, traditionally a period of the year when many different cultures across the world would give thanks for successful crops with feasts, songs, dancing and games that celebrate a time of seasonal change and abundance. Cannell's finely-drawn improvisations are relatively muted, preferring to hone in the shifting color than revisit pagan festivities.
On 'As Summer Passes into Sleep', she overlays sharp, droning strings that signal archaic folk traditions without regurgitating them. Her tones sound vulnerable, bending over each other to expose the unusual notation and enhance the somnolent qualities. And the folk gestures are more apparent on 'Apples Have Fallen', as Cannell repeats simple phrases, stretching them out and ghosting them with digital echo. All this makes 'Eyes Closed' stand out even more starkly, a penetrating spell that captures the memory of the previous seasons from a darkened room.