Bill Horist & Jakob Riis: The Cessation Elegy
The Cessation Elegy
A collaboration between Bill Horist and Jakob Riis.
1. Wind, Tar to Baliene Flame
2. The Hidden Terms of Cessation's Elegy
3. Fibrillate - Wishes of the Last Twitch
4. A Rakish Gasp.
5. Who Mourns the Talus Dead?
6. Engines of Exposures Unborn;
7. A Certainty Drowned in the Channels of Memory.
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Seattle based guitarist Bill Horist and Jakob Riis embarked together on a short tour of the Northwest US in the Summer of 2009.
Although they had known each other for years (having first met at a festival in San Diego and soon after, performed together in a larger ad hoc group in Tijuana, Mexico) they had never before worked together as a duo.
The plan was simple; each would do a solo set and then they would perform as a duo, wherein Jakob would process, manipulate and extrapolate Bill’s prepared guitar work.
It seemed like a good strategy, but neither expected such a synergistic result and ‘The Cessation Elegy’ is the culmination of this brief encounter. It explores broad sonic boundaries, finding footholds in a wide array of sounds - drone, raag-infused acoustic exploration, straight up noise, abstract folk, doom, electro-acoustic excursions and dolorous ambience.
Limited edition of 100 copies only on CD; the packaging is handmade, with gold ink screen printed onto black card.
Released on Lava Thief Records, april 7th 2014.
This is an extraordinary piece of work, a wordless communion in caustic colours and sterling guitar playing... An introspective vibe suddenly flung WIDE OPEN, as it grabs your attention in meaty dives of DOOM, tremors that tonally rot way in bouldering grains... - Michael Rodham-Heaps, Freq magazine
Don’t let the classic 78 rpm-style artwork fool you. Michigan’s Horist (Master Musicians of Bukake) and Danish sonic innovator Riis serve up a thoroughly avant-garde collection of pastoral guitar and fiendishly dark ambience sure to stimulate the senses and have you fingering your ear on occasions as if to unblock the static. Add a collection of song titles that hint heavily at Jungian spiritual imagery and what we have here (hear?) is something rather quite strange but also strangely appealing - Ian Fraser, Terrascope
An occasionally unsettling mix of wordless, solo acoustic guitar melded with dense, industrial hum and mysterious Bladerunner acoustics… - Captain Fidanza, Collective Zine
Warm guitar works alternate with manipulated tone works, and the result is a diverse album that plays to the strength of each… the beauty has been in the danger. – Richard Allen, A Closer Listen