The brilliant indie/folk/psychadelic band Quilt has released their third album Plaza this year but this track from their second release Held In Splendor serves as a perfect intro to their music. The video is gorgeously underproduced and also works as a salad recipe. Consistently trippy with strong harmonies and poetic flourishes, this is as close as you’re gonna get to the 60’s today. Caution: A paisley shirt may seem imperative after this. And try not to fall in love with the gorgeous Anna Fox Rochinski. Stare too long into her eyes and she will draw you into an endless Sunday picnic under peppermint skies and reefer trees…
which is not a bad thing really...
“How can I proceed with thee?
This eastern harbor's full of grief
All my heavy dreams are simply a luxury
Horses in the pepper tree and the lighthouse floating in the sea
Newborn forms are weightless like doves
Everything will regenerate as it was
All your heavy hearts are simply illusory
They will find an open shell in which to grow and set you free
Mourning how a frozen thing can thaw and turn to brine
Salty workings in a restless process of the mind
Form becoming weightless like doves
Everything will regenerate as love
Not the kind you think you know and not the kind you learn
The arctic shark is living free in the coldest part of the Eastern Sea
All my heavy hearts are simply illusory
Finding time to trust them turning right side up inside of me”
For someone who doesn’t play any musical instrument my relationship with music has been fairly stable and long lived. Starting with the LP records that my father played on an old turntable, to the cassette tapes that most of my school pocket money was spent on, to CD’s that one thought would last forever, and now to mp3/flac files on my computer. There was a brief period (three days actually) when i ran away from high school to pursue a life in music. However, like most dreams, it ran into common sense, parents and older brothers. I am fond of various types of music and can listen to a record continuously for months (and sometimes never listen to it again). It still is amazing to discover, enjoy, and share new sounds and voices from all over the world; a pleasure made easier by the all pervasive power of the internet. Harnessing this same power to get to the two or three people who are even vaguely interested in what i share is the reason behind this waste of bandwidth.