Sunday, December 27, 2009

Daniel Eboli - The Void Ft Larry Ludwick

Hear The Track Here

No surprise whatsoever to see Daniel Eboli, Larry Ludwick and Jon Bushaway team up. It was probably a safer bet than whether the UK would have a white Christmas for the first time in years. Although most of Daniel's output has been kinda world/new age and Larry's output has been in every genre known to man, I contend these three musicians share a common doom and glooom tendency. Seeing as I reviewed both Dead Company/Larry Ludwick's Fighting Back just a couple of days ago, I'm not getting into long descriptions of what they do suffice to say it relies heavily on the Spoken Word and might even be...(gulp)

Poetry!!! Who'da thunk it?

Daniel Eboli, on the other hand, has shown himself to be an inspired musician who isn't afraid to experiment in his own right, as the favourable (kinda/sorta) reviews show. Daniel is on a New Age groove on The Void (vocals by Larry, poetry courtesy of Jon Bushaway) and although the music is definitely Daniel's, the ethos and feeling is definitely Ludwick and Bushaway. A very convincing demonstration, I think, of musical black and white and a truly strange experience for me. See, I have become very used to the sound and texture of the new Dead Company and to hear it set against Daniel's space-y, intricate melodies is - to my ears - delightful.

I have no doubt that Jon Bushaway is a splendid bloke, a true gent but God the boy has a depressing worldview: image splinters of graveyards, grief and loss and bleak, desolate wastelands. Larry gives this vision body and depth enhanced enormously by what Daniel has done with the mix, cutting in phrases where they work best. Much more to the point, he has lightened the mood enough to make this track listenable without the attendant urge to kill oneself. The other major difference between this and other TDC/Larry Ludwick is about ten minutes, the average TDC weighing in somewhere in that vicinity. Daniel Eboli brings it all to a satisfying conclusion in a sprightly two and a half minutes.

Excellent three way collab. Highly Recommended (if doomy) experimental poetry.

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