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Pressed to vinyl by public demand, this double 12” collects three previously released live and extended versions of Craven Faults studio tracks, and one brand new unreleased track entitled ‘Ravelands Brow’.
Recorded and filmed during lockdown in the old textile mill Craven Faults calls home, this acts as proof of concept. Proof that these shadowy analogue journeys can translate live. Proof that a fixed start point, and set of rough coordinates is all that’s required. The destination is never the same.
We start north of the Leeds-Liverpool canal. We attempt to retrace our steps. The map gets us so far, until the scenery is no longer familiar. It’s not clear when we diverged from our original course, but the views are spectacular. Sheer cliffs. Ominous skies. The air is close. We go further back. The very beginning; Düsseldorf, Köln and The San Francisco Tape Music Centre. There’s been plenty of water under the bridge since then. The journey is significantly longer. The river is in full flood, and we follow it all the way to the sea this time. And then we’re back in the room, and the studio building once again echoes to the rhythm of the loom, recreated by 1970s drum machine technology. The working day is lost in ascending patterns. The evening sees us break new ground to the north-west. The sun is low in the sky but the heat remains. Dale after dale until there are no more to cross. Hazy. Familiar, yet different. Euphoric almost.
Recorded and filmed during lockdown in the old textile mill Craven Faults calls home, this acts as proof of concept. Proof that these shadowy analogue journeys can translate live. Proof that a fixed start point, and set of rough coordinates is all that’s required. The destination is never the same.
We start north of the Leeds-Liverpool canal. We attempt to retrace our steps. The map gets us so far, until the scenery is no longer familiar. It’s not clear when we diverged from our original course, but the views are spectacular. Sheer cliffs. Ominous skies. The air is close. We go further back. The very beginning; Düsseldorf, Köln and The San Francisco Tape Music Centre. There’s been plenty of water under the bridge since then. The journey is significantly longer. The river is in full flood, and we follow it all the way to the sea this time. And then we’re back in the room, and the studio building once again echoes to the rhythm of the loom, recreated by 1970s drum machine technology. The working day is lost in ascending patterns. The evening sees us break new ground to the north-west. The sun is low in the sky but the heat remains. Dale after dale until there are no more to cross. Hazy. Familiar, yet different. Euphoric almost.
Tracklist
A. Eller Ghyll (19:06)
B. Deipkier (19:13)
C. Slack Sley & Temple (18:58)
D. Ravelands Brow (18:19)
Soundwave
https://youtu.be/dELCOa26zIE