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░ ██ ██ Artist: Syven ██ ██
▓ █░░ ■█ Album: Aikaintaite █■ ░░█
■ █▓▀ █ Year: 2011 █ ▀▓█ ░
█ ▓ Rel. Date: 2012-01-17 ▓ █
▒ ▒ Genre: Ambient ▒ ▒
█▄ ░ Label: Vendlus ░ ▄█
░ █▄ ░ Source: CD ░ ▄█
░ █▓ Type: Album ▓█ ░
▓ █ Quality: VBR, 44.1kHz, Joint Stereo █ ░ ▓
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█ We all listen to music for different reasons, but █
█ at the root of things, we presumably go back to █
█ the things we love the most over and over again █
█ because they stir something inside of us, be that █
█ something whimsical, something political, █
█ something sorrowful, even something dreadful. █
█ █
█ And then there are the pieces of music that █
█ transcend the personal, the pieces where the music █
█ stands on its own, where it takes on its own life █
█ - where it stands beside us, or across from us - █
█ the point being that it is anywhere that is not █
█ inside of us, because it is just too large. There █
█ is too much meaning, to much profound wisdom █
█ contained therein for it to remain in our hearts. █
█ It is an entity entirely its own. It is not alien, █
█ but it is other. █
█ █
█ Finland's Syven (whose song "How Fare the Gods?" █
█ you may remember from the stunning compilation █
█ Whom The Moon a Nightsong Sings) have created █
█ just such a piece of music. The music contained on █
█ their debut album Aikaintaite is bigger than the █
█ immensely talented duo of A.T. and A.K.S.; it's █
█ bigger than the instruments it's played on █
█ (including the native Finnish kantele); in some █
█ ways, it's bigger than music, bigger than art. █
█ It's bigger than any genre, obviously. We can call █
█ it folk, we can call it neofolk, or ambient, or █
█ whatever else we want, but in this music, genres █
█ break down. One listen to this album will show you █
█ that. It has elements of all these things, even a █
█ few hints of metal, but the tremendously █
█ atmospheric and evocative layering of synths over █
█ the kantele, the tribal percussion, the field █
█ recordings, and the varied vocals (from feral █
█ growls, whispered chants, and amazing low male █
█ choirs that at times approach the depth of Tibetan █
█ throat singing) makes no real suggestion of genre. █
█ It needs none, as it is its own. █
█ █
█ The record is self-described as primordial and █
█ shamanistic, and these words are certainly █
█ appropriate. █
█ █
█ There is breath within this music. There is life. █
█ It speaks to us, yes - but when it speaks from █
█ another side, it listens as well. It is open. It █
█ does not preach, it does not explain, but it █
█ communes with us, as we commune with it. It is... █
█ more than a gesture, more than a prayer - it's a █
█ beckoning to nature, a beckoning to the ancients █
█ to show us hope, to spark the light in all of us █
█ that keeps us alive in the harshest and most █
█ difficult of times. █
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░ 1. Syvyys 6:55 ░
░ 2. JΣljet 19:22 ░
░ 3. Ne, jotka selviΣvΣt talvestamme 18:46 ░
░ 4. JΣΣnkΣtkemΣ 7:45 ░
░ 5. Tuulenvire 12:07 ░
░ 64:55 ░
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