Comes in gatefold card cover that holds a printed inner cover and a 28-page booklet with lyrics, artworks, and more. All is put in a Japanese mini-LP sleeve polypropylene bag - ideal for such a packaging!
17-page digital booklet in PDF format contains the original artwork, Preface, the lyrics, a short essay on the collaborators, and provides easy navigation (see the picture) and is supported with clickable URLs to the related external web-resources. Best viewed in Full Screen mode.
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It's up to you do decode this track.
Recorded with a help from Vardan Gaboyan, the kindest of the guitarists over here, who nevertheless may put as many layers of steel and concrete as required.
lyrics
I can’t... I really cannot understand you when you speak,
nor do I read your books where numbers substitute for words,
blank spaces lose their meanings and commas are neglected.
Your new rules... Your embarrassing new rules...
I’m either deaf or ultrasensitive to the sounds of your new music
that speaks of nothing, sings of nobody,
the nuts and knots are used instead of notes to write it down,
so it becomes accessible, sterile, processed and saved, but never played.
No, never ever played or sung at all.
And then the child spoke: “Hello, world!”,
then made his first steps
and climbed to virgin heights so quickly
that his parents were so shocked.
Happy and shocked to know
what he was going to become soon.
“Hello, world!”
Is there a reasonable limit to life’s acceleration rate?
The speed we all are running at frightens as much as it stimulates.
All goods are digitised, arranged, impalpable, available...
All deeds are visible, exposed, discussed, condemned or praised,
and then immediately forgotten in anticipation of a new sensation.
I’ve seen enough.
I’ve had enough.
I think it’s time for me to leave this scene.
In an atmosphere of overwhelming ignorance
that overfills the cup of patience and common sense I cannot breathe...
My lungs refuse to ventilate this air, this fusty air, this filthy air.
This plastic water...
This bloody meal...
Unlock thy seventh seal!
It’s mine – I’m its.
You give me more and more and more and more of your deadly, fatal hits.
Enough – I’m leaving now.
My love, I’ll never know what waits for us tonight.
Perhaps, I’m not the first, nor am I the last who, haunted by the past,
is forced to climb the tallest mast, but the die is cast.
So do it! Hit me with your staff!
I smile, I laugh, for my all-forgiving Mother,
my Mother-Earth is ready to embrace my tortured essence,
my spoiled essence,
my misbegotten essence,
my dying essence,
my fading essence,
my lost and scared, scared and tiny essence.
I look ahead - it’s here, it’s very close!
I turn to see what I have left behind...
and overlook the instant when I should have said goodbye.
credits
from Sketches from the Passing Years,
released February 28, 2021
Mikayel Abazyan - guitars, MIDI controller, vocals and bass
Levon Hakhverdyan - drums, percussion
Special Guest
Vardan Gaboyan - 7-string modern time electric guitar (7)
Born on July 9, 1971.
Self-trained playing piano, guitar and later - bass, which allowed me playing and making a few
recordings with various bands in Yerevan.
In 2014, joined a special project dedicated to the music of Peter Hammill and Van der Graaf Generator, which brought me back to studio work. Having released yet another successful solo tribute, started producing my own music.
And I like it!...more
Passacaglia is one of the loveliest works of mighty JSB. While I adore HB's playing and his wonderful digital instrument as well, I admit that this record is jaw dropping for me. Frank Hadlich
Hi Hugh, just a quick note that I pre-ordered the BIG box; I was lucky to pass this off as a birthday gift to myself ;).
I’ve been passing the Burning Shed order page around, but I do not believe it will be necessary as it seems to be selling in droves.
Anyhow thanks for all the work you do to preserve these recordings; it surely is a massive undertaking.
I hope I get to see the band play live again here in Montreal, but none of us are getting any younger….
Mark
Mark Penny
Boston post-punk outfit Junk Ranchers broke up in 1986 before this, their debut album, was released; darkly melodic, it's a long-lost gem. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 22, 2020