ARTIST: Paniyolo
TITLE: I'm Home
LABEL: Schole
GENRE: Instrumental
BITRATE: 154kbps avg
PLAYTIME: 0h 55m total
RELEASE DATE: 2009-02-11
RIP DATE: 2010-01-22
Track List
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1. Japanese Title (Memory) 3:17
2. Green&Cloud 5:41
3. Japanese Title (Rain) 3:38
4. Sheep 2:31
5. Reverie 5:54
6. Onigocco 5:04
7. Sunday 3:21
8. Snow Country 4:10
9. Japanese Title (Life) 5:13
10. Room 4:18
11. Japanese Title (Okaeri) 4:06
12. ... 2:33
13. Japanese Title (Daily) 5:23
Release Notes:
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Paniyolo establishes his own signature of intimacy on his debut effort for
Schole. A careful blend of imagination and memory, cradling remote images in
clearly delineated motifs and melodies with one hand and populating them with
more distinctive bursts of fine rhythmic detail with the other, the disc soothes
and stimulates the creative psyche, conveying worldly sentiments indirectly, by
first touching upon the whitebread of the everyday.
It stands largely outside any critical consideration, resting more on the
primitivity of the imagination than any overt expression of skill. If its
tendency to dive so readily into a dossier of pastel drawings sometimes ties it
down to a soporific and foreseeable oneirism, PaniyoloÆs hand often makes itself
felt just enough, interrupting the self-satisfied progression of some of the
tracks, and directing the proceedings outward, toward other, more exploratory
miniatures. The intimate, threadbare guitar plucking strung over ôSnow Countryö,
for example, paired with solitary piano chords, and a solemn whisk of ambience,
shows a particular sensitivity to pace and spacing.
Paniyolo moves in this direction on a number of occasions, demonstrating an
increasingly simple yet elegant instrumental palette. When he doesnÆt make use
of subtraction, though, his knack for addition proves equally capable: the
layered guitar harmonics and pizzicato violin on ôRoomö, for instance, build and
eventually resolve into seesawing lines. Ready-made garments drape over this
work, but Paniyolo demonstrates an intuitive sense for these spaces and, on
occasion, even escapes from their identity toward hazier areas of allure.