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The Soft Geometry of Dreams 1960’ların sonuna özgü analog sesle sunulan yedi parçalık bir psikedelik rock dizisidir. Kesintisiz akışı sakinlik, odaklanma ve düşünme için tasarlanmıştır.
Ses; tremolo elektro gitarı, Mellotron, sitar dokularını, analog bası, fırçalı davulları, bant gecikmesini ve phasing’i birleştirir. Her pasaj ani değişimler olmadan bir sonrakine akar.
Albüm yedi ayrı şarkı gibi davranmak yerine kesintisiz tek bir ortam olarak tasarlanmıştır. Müzik bir pasajdan diğerine akarken nefes alan oda, görünür bir kaynağı olmadan hareket eden ışık ve erişimin hemen ötesinde kalan bir ses tekrar belirir.
Ters çevrilmiş gitar yükselişleri, temiz tremolo, Mellotron, sitar benzeri dokular, sıcak analog bas, fırçalı davullar, bant gecikmesi ve phasing bilinçli biçimde nazik bir psikedelik ses yaratır. Değişimler aşamalı gelir; keskin geçişlerin veya geleneksel hook’ların yerini tekrar ve yavaş kaymalar alır.
Genişletilmiş enstrümantal merkez, kapanış bölümleri yarı tanınan bir benliğin ve tanıdık bir odanın imgelerine dönmeden önce albümün sözlerden en uzağa sürüklenmesini sağlar. Final düşten aniden uyanmaz; albümün başladığı aynı mekâna yeniden yerleşir.
Arşiv yılı: 1967 · Yayımlanma:
Parça Listesi
- 1Slow Opening of the Inner Room4:28
- 2The Room Begins to Breathe3:37
- 3Light That Moves Without You3:39
- 4Somewhere Just Beyond Your Name3:47
- 5Folding Walls and Quiet Skies (Extended Instrumental)6:38
- 6The Shape You Almost Were3:09
- 7Returning Without Leaving3:42
Eksiksiz Albüm Sözleri
Albümün sözleri, parça parça yedi ayrı blok yerine kesintisiz tek bir metin oluşturur.
The room is breathing before it speaks A quiet shape behind the weeks Nothing moves yet everything grows In the space where silence flows The room is breathing, soft and low A quiet rhythm I don’t quite know Curtains move but there’s no air Something waking everywhere Light leans softly on the wall Shadows stretch but never fall Every second drifting wide Like the world is turning inside There’s a voice I almost hear Somewhere close but never clear Calling gently through the haze Lost between the lines of days Nothing sharp and nothing fast Just a moment meant to last The room is breathing, I can feel Something slowly turning real Light is moving on its own Tracing paths I’ve never known Sliding slowly across the floor Then returning once more Nothing follows, nothing leads Just a drift of silent needs Every shape begins to sway Then dissolves and fades away I reach out but there is space Soft distortion, no clear place Everything begins to bend Without beginning, without end The room is breathing somewhere near I can feel it, I can hear Light is moving, slow and true Like it never needed you There’s a voice that says my name But it never sounds the same Every time it drifts away Like it doesn’t want to stay I follow but the space grows wide Like it’s pulling from inside Every step becomes unclear Still it feels so very near The room is breathing, slow and deep Like a promise it can’t keep Light is folding into sound Nothing lost and nothing found I don’t know if I should stay Or just slowly drift away There’s a voice I almost claim Somewhere just beyond my name Walls are folding into sky I don’t ask the reason why Every line begins to blur Like a soft remembering stir Ceilings drift and floors expand Nothing stays the way it planned Light is breathing through the seams Building quiet, endless dreams I can feel the motion slow Like a place I used to know Somewhere far but somehow near Soft enough to disappear Nothing breaks and nothing cries Only folding quiet skies The room is breathing far away Still it hasn’t gone astray There’s a shape I almost see Something close to what was me But it shifts before it stays Lost between a thousand ways Every thought becomes a wave Something given, something gave Nothing held and nothing kept Only echoes softly slept The room is breathing, fading light Somewhere drifting out of sight There’s a voice I used to know Now it’s somewhere I can’t go Still I follow, still I stay Even as it slips away There’s a shape I almost knew Something close to being true I am moving but I’m still Like I’ve stepped outside my will Every sound begins to slow To a place I used to know The room is breathing once again Familiar like a distant friend Light is softer than before Resting gently at the door There’s a voice but now it fades Drifting through familiar shades Not as far and not as wide Something settling deep inside I return but not the same Still connected to the frame Of a place I didn’t see But it somehow stayed with me Nothing ends and nothing starts Only quiet, drifting parts I am here but something’s weaving Still returning without leaving
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- Nazik 1960’ların sonu psikedelyası
- Mellotron ve tremolo gitar
- Sitar dokuları ve bant gecikmesi
- Kesintisiz, akıcı dinleme
- Sakin, düşünsel acid psych
- Yavaş analog ses manzaraları
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