The ship creaks as it traverses the waves. Joanna
Mattrey (viola), Leila Bordreuil (cello), and Sean Ali (double bass) double
down on their strings – and the tension within them is like that in the lines
connecting the sails and lashing the cargo down. I’m not a nautical dude by any
means, but even one such as I can smell the salt in the air and understand the
connection of everything to its place and its function. When i used to sing so lyrical crashes in
like a surprise nor’easter, it becomes utter chaos on deck. The story gains a
desperate ending.
I am the old man and the goddamn sea over here.
The trio plies strings, exerts pressure on them,
magnifies that TENSION that is so utter and prominent and distinct. The
interplay is edge-of-your-seat gripping, and you’ll find yourself hanging your
attention on every moment of this tape. This is not background music; this is
not something you can pop on while you’re making dinner or serving cocktails to
guests. This is a monsoon that you must focus on entirely or you will find
yourself adrift with no bearings, unmoored from your surroundings and
scrambling for a backup plan to get you back safely to port.
There’s nothing safe here – i used to sing so lyrical is a great maritime unknown. Embrace the
void.
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