Listen to Loalue
We all need space and time to reflect on ourselves and our lives.
Space and time is freely avaliable all around me, yet it is the hardest thing to gather and wrap myself up in. Time to listen, time to think, time to stop listening, to stop thinking. Simple words of actions that are beyond me most of the time that surrounds me.
Musically, I find it hard to leave space, to make space. I invite you into a space but I feel as if I am lacking by leaving any ‘gaps’.
Listen to Loalue.
Soundscapes of space and air, always light and atmospheric. I sometimes wonder about molecules and if they were writing music in the form we do, they would collaborate with loalue (maybe they already do)
As per directed, I listen through my headphones and am treated to a distant city soundscape, transporting me distantly to another space. Ancient cosmic rhythms keep me here and now.
I find it easy to listen, but not easy listening. I don’t analyse the sound, “what did he use to create that, what programme” etc.
In this space that loalue creates, I can create. I usually crave silence or conversation, for writing or painting, pontificating or drawing. Music distracts me, myself and I. But in the sounds loalue creates, my senses are stimulated. I can almost feel the touch of that faint light. If I close my eyes each noise has hands that massage me, stimulate me, reach into my organs and awash them with sound. The depths of some of them feel like they know what they are and what their purpose is, like they are living and breathing in the space. Here to cleanse and sooth.
Nothing ever does what you expect. Sounds come and go. Melodies leave me yearning for them to continue. I’m waiting, my ears aching to be touched again by theat passing sound. It is so non-descript, colourless and colourful, lost in translation.