GRFTPS009
@carlos-ferreira-sounds & @almanacs - La Deriva
PRE-ORDER > limited edition cassette / digital - now on bandcamp
https://giraffetapes.bandcamp.com/album/la-deriva

video for "Isabel, no llores" - www.youtube.com/watch?v=op6WMKomMtQ&t=16s

La Deriva

B3. Carlos Ferreira & Almanacs - Isabel, No Llores [GRFTPS009]

CENAP

Mind over MIDI - I
https://mindovermidi.bandcamp.com/album/i

I Sit

I Sit (from I)

Fossil Hunting Collective is musician and sound artist Jamie Jones, from Guelph in Canada who has been active under this artist name since 2019. He has previously released music on labels such as Ambientologist, ROHS, Polar Seas and Rusted Tone Recordings across this project name and as (ph)authers (alongside Hymns57) and Still Harbours (with Brad Deschamps). Followers of our discography may also recall 2020’s contribution to our Home Diaries series, entitled ‘Aperture’. 

‘Cyanotype’ was made primarily, via the beautiful surprises thrown out of various guitar pedals along with re-amped loops played back through old cassette recorders. Whilst virtual plugins are also used throughout the process, Jones places an emphasis on the physical too, with his small body acoustic guitar strung with nylons, a Jazzmaster guitar, a baritone ukulele and reel to reel tape. The sound is a heady blend of melancholy, nostalgic and life-affirming movements, using droning texture, tape decay and loosely performed instrumentation to tell dreamy stories.

The theme for this album was born out of the emotions that Jones pours into his music, as he contemplates the day-to-day struggles of his daughter Hunter, who has been Type 1 Diabetic for the last two years of their life. This autoimmune disease can be life-threatening if not managed correctly and around 95% of Jones’ headspace is occupied with worry, as follows strict procedures to count carbohydrates, weigh out food and monitor blood sugar metrics to ensure that his daughter does not become hypoglycaemic, which could lead to a coma. Controlling this disease is a full-time job and one which Jones carries the weight of at all times. The worry, care and withered energy levels mean that these emotions surface their way into the music, when he sits down in his studio late at night.

The album is a homage to what Hunter must go through each day of their life, living with Type 1 Diabetes.  No child or parent should have to go through this. No child should need to understand how it all works, but they are forced to wonder ‘why me’.  On top of the weight of the emotional trauma, there is a physical trauma that comes with being injected with devices and life-saving medication numerous times a day, until a cure can be found. Jones and his family are keen to remind themselves when they can, that the disease does not define the being, and they still celebrate all the positive splendour life can offer. These tracks are an emotional journey of the day-to-day; there is the good and the bad, days of hope and wonder, days of melancholy and sadness.  Above all, they are not alone in this fight, and they all work together as a unit, protecting their family bond fiercely, like bees.

At an age of around 18 months, Hunter adopted the nickname ‘B’, after being so enthralled with their bee costume for Halloween that they continued to wear on many occasions afterwards. The track titles for this album are all influenced by bee related terminology but also, in some cases there are double meanings, such as ‘Apiary’ (meaning home), ‘Castes’ (members of the family) ‘Mellitus Propolis’ combines Mellitus (Latin for sweet)) used in describing Diabetes Mellitus and Propolis (the resin that bees use to hold hives together).

The album package makes use of the artist’s wife Richelle Forsey, who is a visual artist. Richelle often employs a process using the energy of the sun (ultra violet) to expose a camera-less image on paper coated with iron salts. This is called a cyanotype and the paper undergoes a chemical reaction which fixes the image, thus creating an imprinted monochrome ‘blueprint’.

Cyanotype

wlr121 Fossil Hunting Collective - Cyanotypes

GRFTPS019
City of Dawn - Anemoia
limited edition cassette / digital - now on bandcamphttps://giraffetapes.bandcamp.com/album/anemoia

Anemoia

B4. City of Dawn - Anemoia [GRFTPS019]

Format: CASSETTE, Digital
Pre-order date: 14th July 2023
Release date: 21th July 2023

An album recorded at Les Lilas - near Paris - with synths, guitars, tape loops, and some other materials.

A quote heard during the French revolt against pension reform:
"There are three kinds of violence. The first, mother of all the others, is institutional violence. It legalizes and perpetuates domination, oppression, and exploitation. It crushes and eliminates millions of people in its silent and well-oiled cogs.

The second is revolutionary violence, which is born of the will to abolish the first.

The third is repressive violence, which stifles the second by making itself the helper and accomplice of the first violence - the one that causes all the others.

There is no worse hypocrisy than only calling the second 'violence' while pretending to forget the first one that gives it life and the third that kills it."
(Helder Camara, Spiral of Violence)

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this is a very similar patch as Untitled VI, except that now there are three voices instead of one: SMR, piston honda (which is also in the rosie efx loop from time to time, which is a bad habit/crutch that i lean on way too often) and e350. SMR is droning and fluttering into clouds, while the piston honda and e350 are both hitting an optomix before going into rings for some reverb. there is also a field recording churning in the background inside the disting, which i am randomly and manually controlling the playback speed on. 

i could listen to this for hours (and did)

Untitled VII

Poem by Carlo Giustini 
Translated from Italian to English 
March 29, 2020

'Gli Spiriti Della Marca'

Reality fell into a slumber,

upon waking, it stumbled loudly.

The old, familiar voice of dust returned to sing.

These are days suspended in time, suspended in smoke.

A reverie, an acquainted painting, worn and creased by the whistle of our factories. We found ourselves confined in a thought, entombed in a home.

Traditions, the ancient ones, they still give us comfort. 

Like spectres we wander in our houses, indefinitely at ease.

VAK31 | Carlo Giustini - Gli Spiriti Della Marca

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