wytchcroft

the element table

 
the echo stone


the orphic door


t.rex puns aside, the beautiful art work by deborah judd and .john coulthart speaks for itself.

as to the music... it may be starker than some of the other watch repair albums
but i hope patient listeners will find themselves rewarded.
i'm very pleased to see this archival set being granted a release.

studio to studio, tiny-wytch would like to thank aphasic ear and polishing the sun.
i think the mixing, sound design, treatment and production are some of their best work.

and of course for the ongoing support from friends, confidantes and muses,
ta muchly and the big CHEERS!

love on.

and now - to start the week (yep, monday it is again)
tiny_wytch studio and associated luckies proudly plug
the new album by watch repair -



THE POLARITIES 
(no idle title that)

available to download or as a nice shiny real world artefact.

(and if "eventual asplosive outbreak" sounds like a fart - well, let's hope it aint a wet one!)

seriously though, i'm very happy with it.
thus the traditional roll call and buttering of the following jammie dodgers
with a heartfelt ta muchly and the big CHEERS

the very special guests who played on this one (and their folks)

plus; michael at ono, mark valentine (eternal gentleman), john coulthart (cover-meister extraordinaire), polished at the sun,
j and the crew, all at laurel end, paul gallagher, and the many others who keep us sailing on (i hope they know it).

temporal adventurers all -

Viva!

the young man who fell to glasgow
has also put a batch of interesting ideas on his updated blog

and a brief slide show on the y-tube as a note of work in process



i guess the music reflects that since it's an edit from an early draft of a new lone arrivals piece.




yup, still feeling useful.-
and that's still a good thing.

well, that's one idea of my blue heaven... for certain.

but john may already have the nail and the head by sneaking Victorialand into our gnomonic projection.

...or was that one already there?
call mary shelley - or slartibartfast!

either way; nice work as ever J.C.
and thank you Michael - ta muchly for the run so far.

sing-along-a-i'd-buy-that!

(analysing the above text, while squinting, reveals the following profound piece of left-handed fontomancy and dental reportage... 
and i quote; 'Into the final furlong it's garamond by a hair lip behind both upper and lower case, three polar molars, some bridgework and a missing middle 8. Dentures recommended.')

Ltd to 100 - get 'em while they're hot - plug plug!
it's early days and some sites are still tweaking their posts.

(*peter cook voice*) As indeed am I. 

This is a story. But, you may be wondering, what SORT of story? Now, that is a good question because, as we know, stories come in many shapes and sizes. Some are light, some heavy, some you have to sort of chew over for a bit whilst others are easy to digest. And there are some, well, some are just plain crazy flavoured.

Yes, all sorts of stories.

Some seem to have been around forever. They are easily found. You can stumble over them, like those pieces of deep green sea-rounded glass you find at the beach. Others, even older, ancient perhaps, are uncovered like fossils, like the bones of dinosaurs reluctantly dragged out into the daylight after a long and muddy sleep.

I wonder if a dinosaur ever used to snore.
( Read more... )

ps: i hope none of this is nicked from Gaiman or whomever - i've read so many intros by now, almost every fantasy/SF/horror/zzz genre novel seems to have one.
Ach well.
Pub-lunch and be damned!