Lord of the Isles & Ellen Renton
My Noise Is Nothing
Lord of The Isles and poet Ellen Renton conjure a debut LP collaboration flush with heathered synth tones and purling hiss for fans of BoC, Christ, Pub, Pye Corner Audio, Roy Claire Potter
‘My Noise is Nothing’ finds LOTI & Ellen Renton continue the story began with their now ridiculously sought-after first 12” of 2020, which is currently trading for steep triple figures on the 2nd hand market. Like that 12”, the album is rooted in their experience of the pandemic lockdown, when Brenton’s poems were written, off-the-cuff, in response to the time and the notion of “that feeling of having no obstacles between ourselves and our emotions”, as the label put it. Worry not, though; it’s not another album of woe is me but, rather, it is a calm reflection on existentialism and coming to terms with one’s thoughts, sourcing a sort of immanent negative bliss from pangs of anger, and the more complicated emotions that she works thru across its seven parts.
As previewed on their sublime ‘Whities 029’ EP, the pair make a preternaturally fine partnership, with LOTI’s Neil McDonald supplying a musical pathos and tone that perfectly matches his spar’s slow burning delivery and ASMR levels of head caressing, Scottish accented enunciation. Here, however, they colour the broader album canvas with more variegated structures, traversing from the dewy tone of its opening instrumental to more restive dance music in the braindance folk breaks of their title tune, following the path up hill and down glen from the inclement, hallucinatory tangle of synth and guiding voice on ‘A Discovery’, to the BoC-like sway of ‘For a Burning World’ and sublime mid section of isolated bothy ambient to ‘A Portrait’ and northerly latitude play of light to ‘Last Day’. Let’s hope they pressed enough of these ‘cos if the previous 12” is anything to go by, they will fly.
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Lord of The Isles and poet Ellen Renton conjure a debut LP collaboration flush with heathered synth tones and purling hiss for fans of BoC, Christ, Pub, Pye Corner Audio, Roy Claire Potter
‘My Noise is Nothing’ finds LOTI & Ellen Renton continue the story began with their now ridiculously sought-after first 12” of 2020, which is currently trading for steep triple figures on the 2nd hand market. Like that 12”, the album is rooted in their experience of the pandemic lockdown, when Brenton’s poems were written, off-the-cuff, in response to the time and the notion of “that feeling of having no obstacles between ourselves and our emotions”, as the label put it. Worry not, though; it’s not another album of woe is me but, rather, it is a calm reflection on existentialism and coming to terms with one’s thoughts, sourcing a sort of immanent negative bliss from pangs of anger, and the more complicated emotions that she works thru across its seven parts.
As previewed on their sublime ‘Whities 029’ EP, the pair make a preternaturally fine partnership, with LOTI’s Neil McDonald supplying a musical pathos and tone that perfectly matches his spar’s slow burning delivery and ASMR levels of head caressing, Scottish accented enunciation. Here, however, they colour the broader album canvas with more variegated structures, traversing from the dewy tone of its opening instrumental to more restive dance music in the braindance folk breaks of their title tune, following the path up hill and down glen from the inclement, hallucinatory tangle of synth and guiding voice on ‘A Discovery’, to the BoC-like sway of ‘For a Burning World’ and sublime mid section of isolated bothy ambient to ‘A Portrait’ and northerly latitude play of light to ‘Last Day’. Let’s hope they pressed enough of these ‘cos if the previous 12” is anything to go by, they will fly.
Lord of The Isles and poet Ellen Renton conjure a debut LP collaboration flush with heathered synth tones and purling hiss for fans of BoC, Christ, Pub, Pye Corner Audio, Roy Claire Potter
‘My Noise is Nothing’ finds LOTI & Ellen Renton continue the story began with their now ridiculously sought-after first 12” of 2020, which is currently trading for steep triple figures on the 2nd hand market. Like that 12”, the album is rooted in their experience of the pandemic lockdown, when Brenton’s poems were written, off-the-cuff, in response to the time and the notion of “that feeling of having no obstacles between ourselves and our emotions”, as the label put it. Worry not, though; it’s not another album of woe is me but, rather, it is a calm reflection on existentialism and coming to terms with one’s thoughts, sourcing a sort of immanent negative bliss from pangs of anger, and the more complicated emotions that she works thru across its seven parts.
As previewed on their sublime ‘Whities 029’ EP, the pair make a preternaturally fine partnership, with LOTI’s Neil McDonald supplying a musical pathos and tone that perfectly matches his spar’s slow burning delivery and ASMR levels of head caressing, Scottish accented enunciation. Here, however, they colour the broader album canvas with more variegated structures, traversing from the dewy tone of its opening instrumental to more restive dance music in the braindance folk breaks of their title tune, following the path up hill and down glen from the inclement, hallucinatory tangle of synth and guiding voice on ‘A Discovery’, to the BoC-like sway of ‘For a Burning World’ and sublime mid section of isolated bothy ambient to ‘A Portrait’ and northerly latitude play of light to ‘Last Day’. Let’s hope they pressed enough of these ‘cos if the previous 12” is anything to go by, they will fly.
Lord of The Isles and poet Ellen Renton conjure a debut LP collaboration flush with heathered synth tones and purling hiss for fans of BoC, Christ, Pub, Pye Corner Audio, Roy Claire Potter
‘My Noise is Nothing’ finds LOTI & Ellen Renton continue the story began with their now ridiculously sought-after first 12” of 2020, which is currently trading for steep triple figures on the 2nd hand market. Like that 12”, the album is rooted in their experience of the pandemic lockdown, when Brenton’s poems were written, off-the-cuff, in response to the time and the notion of “that feeling of having no obstacles between ourselves and our emotions”, as the label put it. Worry not, though; it’s not another album of woe is me but, rather, it is a calm reflection on existentialism and coming to terms with one’s thoughts, sourcing a sort of immanent negative bliss from pangs of anger, and the more complicated emotions that she works thru across its seven parts.
As previewed on their sublime ‘Whities 029’ EP, the pair make a preternaturally fine partnership, with LOTI’s Neil McDonald supplying a musical pathos and tone that perfectly matches his spar’s slow burning delivery and ASMR levels of head caressing, Scottish accented enunciation. Here, however, they colour the broader album canvas with more variegated structures, traversing from the dewy tone of its opening instrumental to more restive dance music in the braindance folk breaks of their title tune, following the path up hill and down glen from the inclement, hallucinatory tangle of synth and guiding voice on ‘A Discovery’, to the BoC-like sway of ‘For a Burning World’ and sublime mid section of isolated bothy ambient to ‘A Portrait’ and northerly latitude play of light to ‘Last Day’. Let’s hope they pressed enough of these ‘cos if the previous 12” is anything to go by, they will fly.
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Lord of The Isles and poet Ellen Renton conjure a debut LP collaboration flush with heathered synth tones and purling hiss for fans of BoC, Christ, Pub, Pye Corner Audio, Roy Claire Potter
‘My Noise is Nothing’ finds LOTI & Ellen Renton continue the story began with their now ridiculously sought-after first 12” of 2020, which is currently trading for steep triple figures on the 2nd hand market. Like that 12”, the album is rooted in their experience of the pandemic lockdown, when Brenton’s poems were written, off-the-cuff, in response to the time and the notion of “that feeling of having no obstacles between ourselves and our emotions”, as the label put it. Worry not, though; it’s not another album of woe is me but, rather, it is a calm reflection on existentialism and coming to terms with one’s thoughts, sourcing a sort of immanent negative bliss from pangs of anger, and the more complicated emotions that she works thru across its seven parts.
As previewed on their sublime ‘Whities 029’ EP, the pair make a preternaturally fine partnership, with LOTI’s Neil McDonald supplying a musical pathos and tone that perfectly matches his spar’s slow burning delivery and ASMR levels of head caressing, Scottish accented enunciation. Here, however, they colour the broader album canvas with more variegated structures, traversing from the dewy tone of its opening instrumental to more restive dance music in the braindance folk breaks of their title tune, following the path up hill and down glen from the inclement, hallucinatory tangle of synth and guiding voice on ‘A Discovery’, to the BoC-like sway of ‘For a Burning World’ and sublime mid section of isolated bothy ambient to ‘A Portrait’ and northerly latitude play of light to ‘Last Day’. Let’s hope they pressed enough of these ‘cos if the previous 12” is anything to go by, they will fly.