Lotto – VV

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We approached the castle, our intentions clearer than our exit plan, under the cover of a cloudless sky. We sought to bring words to the wordless, but their defence of silence was much stronger than anticipated, so we tried again at a later day, under a Godless sky, bringing conversion weapons full of disposal. The fabric of our reality was thinner than our thoughts, however, and soon we were plunged into a shallow abyss, the edges as near as they were closed. We sat and reasoned, how can we escape? ‘Let’s go into the castle,’ I suggested, and the drawbridge lowered, empty of defence. In we went, no longer intentional. The king was waiting; the king and an eye. The eye spoke first, how far have you wandered? ‘We haven’t left at all,’ I said, ‘I’m still at home, what are you doing in my lounge?’

Ulaan Markhor

Sometimes you simply should not trust a musician to label their own music.

I mean, I really like the self titled album by Ulaan Markhor, who is also known as Steven R. Smith and has also done other stuff with other people, though he is solo here. However, I would not call it ‘experimental’ or ‘avant-garde’ as has been listed on his bandcamp page. I’ll just about stretch to ‘psychedelic’ but even that is debatable – it passes because that word itself has gradually lost all meaning over the last couple of years, and is now no more descriptive of music than my other favourite genre descriptor, ‘alternative.’ (Alternative to what? Foghorn music?).

Without being overly reductive, let us instead call this rather pleasant instrumental guitar music featuring rhythms and percussion, and one or two sweeeeeet basslines. I like a good bassline.

I also like the album called ‘Spiral Horns, Black Onions, et al.

He’s even done a video: