All the while a mysterious voice acts as the guiding light through the dark a melodic firefly drifting languidly through the shadowy meadows of space and time. A solitary violin slides across the sparsely tumbling keys of a piano, occasionally making way for lightly picked arpeggios played on a dust covered acoustic guitar. The music seems deceptively simple, and deliberately so Jacaszek wisely lets it breathe freely. Featuring nothing but a handful of stringed instruments, a piano and a melancholic woman, it is a touching and brilliantly composed soundtrack to rainy days and profound thoughts. Polish composer and multi instrumentalist Michal Jacaszek is known best for breathing life into ancient sounds, and Treny is perhaps the best example of his work. Finally its light falls upon an age old clock slumped like an old man against a wall, counting down the fleeting seconds of life that leak from the room and down the silent stairs. Minutes pass as it explores murky recesses. In the darkness you can make out dark silhouettes outlined by the sputtering candle as it gazes apprehensively into the gloom. You touch the worn wood and it inhales reluctantly, revealing pitch black lungs filled with musty air. Gradually the staircase comes to life, the knots in the wood come undone and the ascent becomes easier, till finally you stumble upon a door yawning wearily out of the wall. The only light comes from the candle melting away in your hand, casting rays of light that tumble and chase fleeing shadows across the landing. The ancient planks creak indignantly, woken from their stilted slumber by footsteps that climb somnolently, each step a rude awakening. Review Summary: Music for the Sputnik generation
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