"Sacred
Crag Dancer, Corpse Whisperer" by Sean Smith (LP)
2006/2008
1.
Extrance 2.
Sacred Crag Dancer, Corpse Whisperer 3. Some
Men Are Born Posthumously 4. Late Lunch
5. Another Beautiful Day, Again 6.
Prasanna 7. Kill That Owl 8. Jeweled
Escapement 9. Nachtmystium 10. The
Real
In the
corner of a small room a shadow is stretching out from the
window by the fire-escape, relaxing in a worn out armchair,
picked up from the street corner. That shadow sings with a
guitar’s voice, and hums tunes boldly, little secrets,
esoteric, and humble. Shadow and guitar belong to Sean
Smith, who controls them both with his mind from the
other side of the room. The night in black, but the light
is held in little bubbles of brightness, exploding off of
all things that live and breathe (look
at the cover). These tunes are living, and breathing their
first breaths right now! Ten completely spontaneous recordings,
improvised music for the solo-guitar…played for the
first time ever as they were being recorded. Fresh paint painted
with metal strings, a wood body, and fingernails. Totally.
The extremely
mind expanding cover is ready for your feasting eyes…
Hallucinogenic photos by Sean Smith’s mother
(Julie Brown Smith), high definition silk-screened
in two colors by a local independent press, then wrapped around
and pasted on jackets (Just like they did before 1965). Hand-made,
limited to 500.
{mastered
by George Horn, at Fantasy Studios}
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“Sean
Smith draws an extraordinary range of effects from his guitar...
sweeping into passages rich enough to suggest a cello, before
clawed percussive structures segue into a high toned shimmer
of top register runs and slides.” - The Wire
“Guitarist/composer
Sean Smith creates adventurous instrumental pieces for steel-string
guitar... Influenced by the ‘American Primitive’
sound of John Fahey, by minimalism, and by a his own rich
sense of harmony and the nimble dance of his fingers, Sean
explores engrossing musical worlds with his guitar.”
- WNYC New York City Public Radio
"If
John Fahey was hung like a (Sandy) Bull and had grown up in
the ethereal Pacific mist air of Northern California in the
last quarter of the 20th Century, he might sound like the
incredible 6-string steel and wood sounds of one Sean Smith"
- Pat Thomas, (editor) Ptolemaic Terrascope
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{this is
a release by Sean Smith from another label, Isota Records,
that closed-down before this LP was released, so now we a
selling it, and distributing it.}
$12.00
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