“Late contender for the best of the year lists...brilliantly unusual, unexpected tracks, you never know what
she`s going to do next” - LAUREN LAVERNE, BBC 6Music

“I really really like that...we`ll be having more of Rachael on the show” - GUY GARVEY, BBC 6Music

“Bold art folk...accomplished fusion of words, acoustic strumming and wild percussive textures.” - UNCUT
7/10

“brims with ideas…refreshingly original…endlessly rewarding…a warm yet progressive addition to the alt.folk catalogue” ROCK`N`REEL 4/5

“Experimental folk multi-instrumentalist Dadd is one of the quirkiest singer songwriters on earth but
she`s also one of the best....a richly eclectic sonic treat.” - HIFI NEWS 9/10

“Boasting a vocal which echoes Beth Orton and a melody which reminds of Rotary Connection’s ‘I Am the
Black Gold of the Sun.” - THE LIST 4/5

“We Resonate is a wonderful quiet treat full of memory and kindness.” - DRUNKEN WEREWOLF

“Breaks the conventions of pop to reassemble a sound of raw, jagged beauty.” - AESTHETICA

“Whistful and wonderful, We Resonate emphasizes how magical freak folk can be.” - DIVA

“Rachael Dadd is a musician and textile artist who creates surprisingly accessible poly-rhythmic, acoustic
art-pop; utilising voice, ukulele, prepared piano, clarinet, and a plethora of percussive objects both musical
and mundane. An intriguing and really rather lovely record.” - fROOTS

“Rachael Dadd is our most celebrated female artist on Folk Radio UK.” - FRUK

“Rachael Dadd’s 4th LP sees her revelling in untrodden ground alongside fellow leftfield folk guests as
she combines pop with experimentation bringing both excitement and surprise.” - FRUK - Album Review

“An undoubtedly interesting, intriguing and entirely charming track, from a musician who is only going to
continue gaining momentum.” - CULTURED VULTURES [SINGLE OF THE WEEK]

“Creating a truly unique sound is no mean feat, but Rachael Dadd is someone who is managing it
beautifully.” GOLDFLAKEPAINT

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| Klyngehodepine når den fysiske terroren ble glemt |

Nama Jafari: En knust full mann i t-banen, en kvinnes ansikt fordampet fra whisky
En hest sto i brann om natten og løp i vinden
Finnes det ikke et fredelig ly for min vandrende, opprørske sjel, i noen av verdens hjørner?
Jeg fortalte legen min i dag:
Klokken 11:05 om natten: plutselige, uutholdelige smerter, vekket meg midt på natten
Klokken 01:00 på ettermiddagen: Smertene nådde sin høyeste intensitet innen 15 minutter og varte i to timer.
8:20 om kvelden: rødhet i øynene, tårene til en hjort, som hadde grått der jeg kjente smerten
6 om morgenen: Jeg kjenner smerte på høyre side av hodet, rundt øyet.
Klokken 3 midt på natten: intens smerte, kommer inn i hjernen min, gjør meg vondt, og flyr i form av en fugl ut fra øret mitt til vinduet i rommet
Ved daggry: sår hals og rennende nese, kvalme, ensidig pulserende smerte spenner over hodeskallen min
Da ser jeg at jeg er død, men jeg er ikke begravet. Jeg er glemt, som hesten som sto i brann om natten, og løp i vinden.

[ Klyngehodepine oppstår i klyngeperioder, med intens smerte i eller rundt det ene øyet på den ene siden av hodet ]
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Lydmiksing Nr: 09
Klyngehodepine når den fysiske terroren ble glemt | Lydmiksing
Miksing og justering av lyden: Nama Jafari
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Klyngehodepine Når Den Fysiske Terroren Ble Glemt | Lydmiksing

From the album Voids, available November 4, 2022 on Western Vinyl
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Voids

Old Fire - "Don't You Go ft. Bill Callahan"

There are strange forces at work, lurking underneath the shiny, impeccable surface of this place: Looming behind all those perfect little fence posts and neighborly smiles, there's a sense of isolation, of emptiness, a hint of claustrophobia, that fear of being in the wrong place, too far removed from where things are really happening. It's true: darkness has fallen upon suburbia. Welcome to the unadorned world of Innhverfi.

Using a play on the Icelandic words for "suburbs" and "introvert" for its title, Innhverfi is the debut solo album from Sigur Rós' and Jónsi's touring keyboard player/percussionist Óbó – in his passport it says Ólafur Björn Ólafsson –, and although comprised of no more than 7 compositions, it does run the gamut of suburban bliss turned upside down: After the LP's minimalistic opener "Úthverfi", a track that melancholically opens up after a long, immensely dark and brooding intro, that ultimately offers some respite in the form of playful Glockenspiel over layers of slow-moving sonic lava, the equally cinematic "Svartur galdur" leaves much room for Óbó's trademark baritone: Like a bespectacled puppeteer with fluffy hair, he seems to shuffle and rearrange home-recorded bits and lullaby-like DIY pieces in front of our very eyes, which can't help but follow, as we move deeper into the somewhat forlorn suburban landscape that has inspired this record. Imagine dark, wet streets, overcast little alleys, and suddenly a cat or a candle on a windowsill, breathing slowly.

Elsewhere, "Gjallarhornin" – all spoken words, piano, strings, vibraphone, rearranged like a whirlwind in slow-motion – makes way for a hopeful oomph deferred and silent-movie era melodies, while "Stilla", an instrumental, commences like early Efterklang, but there's no gaudiness on the horizon: When the subtle electronics and percussions erupt in the end, it all feels just right – if only for a brief moment. Finally, the subdued birdsong and jazz-inspired piano of "Fyrirbo∂i" underline that Ólafsson has worked on motion picture soundtracks in the past – e.g. The Good Heart, Steypa –, and before it all ends, he even throws in a foot-stompin' alt-pop song of sorts ("Rétt e∂a rangt?"). The last stop of this journey into the haunting underbelly of the suburban mind is "Gullregn": A creaking door that opens to unveil his own garden of forking paths, a place where one can still decide, shake things up, jump the fence and run, leave before it's too late. It's pure possibility, presented in a golden light.

Although Innhverfi is his debut effort as a solo artist, Óbó's musical handwriting has been all over the Icelandic map in recent years: A multi-instrumentalist and a wizard on percussions, he studied piano and later composition in various European cities and has performed and recorded with artists such as Sigur Rós, Jónsi, Emiliana Torrini, Stórsveit Nix Noltes, slowblow, Benni Hemm Hemm, múm, Jóhann Jóhannsson, Úlfur Hansson and Valgeir Sigur∂sson, to name a few.

Though few will be able to understand the lyrics in his native Icelandic, one thing is certain: Innhverfi is the very antidote to the affliction and troubles it sketches out. Turns out we've been in the right place all along.

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Óbó: Rett Eda Rangt?

Не силой строются мосты.

From 'Brightly Painted One', released May 2014.

Chainmail Maker

Taken from "Sundur" out on Morr Music August 19th 2016
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Penguin Cafe is a continuation by Arthur Jeffes of the ideas and music that his father, Simon Jeffes the English composer and musician, created with the enduring and ever-evolving concept of the Penguin Cafe Orchestra.

During the first two years the new band were touring and playing the original music and they were writing and performing new pieces as they emerged. This record is a collection of some of these pieces, released in 2011.

Penguin Cafe release their new album 'The Imperfect Sea' in 2017, accompanied by international touring.

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