remnants from paradise

music - favourites of 2008- asher & ubeboet - cell memory - wind measure recordings- aidan baker - fragile movements in slow motion - universal tongue- aidan baker - book of nods - beta-lactam ring records- william basinski - the river - 2062- william basinski & richard chartier - untitled 1 - 3 - line- christopher bissonnette - in between words - kranky- james blackshaw - litany of echoes -

he lived in fear that the state of illumination with which he was blest - or with which he was afflicted - might be untimely withdrawn

one night i dreamt that i had made a pact with the devil: he was my servant, and anticipated my every wish... i found myself handing him my violin to see if he might manage some pretty tunes; but imagine my astonishment when i heard a sonata so unusual and so beautiful, performed with such mastery and intelligence, on a level i had never before conceived was possible! i was so overcome that i

Quasi una fantasia

There is music from the nineteenth century, which is so unbearably solemn that it can only be used to introduce waltzes. If it were left as it is, people listening to it would fall into a despair beside which every other musical emotion would pale. All the feeling of great tragedy would surely overwhelm them and they would have to veil their heads with gestures that have fallen out of use since

through naked branches

winter tree, carte postale yes - we are.are simply hereand filled by a slow songwe knew existedthat no ear has ever heard,but that was here before roots took holdand before day emerged from its skin.text by tarjei vesaas, from ved neste skar (the next pass) in lykka for ferdesmenn (wanderer's happiness), 1949title from through naked branches - selected poems of tarjei vesaas, princeton university

signatures, in the regular edition, is now available

invisible birds is deeply honoured to release the very fine disc by mr. colin andrew sheffield entitled signatures, in the regular edition.here, we have posted a nice review:seattle’s colin andrew sheffield has been quietly destroying sound since the late 1990’s. beginning with 1998’s side one/side two, on his own elevator bath imprint – also home to recordings from adam pacione and rick reed,

where love illuminates (and leaves materialism in remnants)

otar iosseliani, aprili (april), 1961lights illuminate, water pours, while footsteps amidst tables and chairs bewilder and confuse, musicians play, doors open and close, only to leave materialism in ruin, and return to one's love.

the voiceless downpour of the stars

...they eloquently proceeded with their task, took up again the lost human cause, and pleaded before the indifferent tribunal of stars, now set in a sky on which the shapes of the instruments floated like water signs or fragments of keys, unfinished lyres or swans, an imitory, thoughtless starry commentary on the margin of music.- text by bruno schulz, from spring - sanatorium under the sign of

Who has turned us round like that, that we,do as we may, are in the attitudeof going away?- rilke

thirty-fifth one flew

errol morris - vernon, florida - 1982cinematography by ned burgesslisten to that sound.hear that sound?getting in and out of trees?

of visible secret visions

study for camino real, gouache on paper(blueprint graph), 1967line involvement v, lithograph, 1964enmeshed I, lithograph, 1963... our pounding heart drives us down, deep down to the source of all.what springs from this source, whatever it may be called, dream, idea or phantasy - must be taken seriously only if it unites with the proper creative means to form a work of art.then those dreams

at sea

this invisible art of memory - magic hour number 1 - 2007by matthew swiezynskiplaying at the san francisco cinemathequesunday, december 14 at 7:30pmlocation - yerba buena center for the arts, san francisco(at sea by peter hutton also playing)701 mission street (corner of third)

(broken light) an early appearance heard in the evening

colin andrew sheffield - signatures special edition - invisible birds

tissu léger et transparent

photographs by bolesław okoniewski, "discovered" by him on his 1960s trip to paris france.his three most inspiring art discoveries there (besides the city itself): marcel duchamp, victor hugo, and henri michaux.okoniewski is rumoured to have whispered to his newfound love there "gaze, tissu léger et transparent, de soie, de lin ou de laine, à armure complexe, à fils sinueux. étoffe, robe de gaze

There are two truths which men will not generally believe: one is not knowing anything, the other is not being anything. Add a third, that grows largely from the second: of having nothing to hope for after death. Giacomo Leopardi, from his journals(Thanks to James Walsh for finding it.)