“Inspired by the harsh
beauty of a coastal New England winter.” Been there, reveled in that. The
beauty, I mean, of winter in New England. Coast or country, doesn’t matter –
it’s cold, and it’s quiet. Blanketed under snow or bleak, barren, and
wind-blown, the environment lends itself to staying indoors and warm rather
than braving the frigid temperatures. Even if you have to wander out there for
some reason (my friend’s a Massachusetts farmer, for example), you don’t move
much, pressed as you are into your own body within your layers of clothes in an
attempt to stay warm.
And whether you’re indoors
or out, you’re almost certainly bound to spend a lot of time within your own
mind. “Distant Light Receding” is perfect accompaniment for your thoughts, a
vehicle to transport your emotions and allow you to make sense of them. James
Rosato’s delicate ambient folds of tone become the aural equivalent of the
cloud layer on those gray days, obscuring a weak sun that pops out for a few
hours a day, then heads back beyond the horizon for those long cold nights. The
best part, though, about the winter sun – presumably that titular distant light
– disappearing? The starry New England night sky is just so much better this
time of year.
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