Somewhere between jazzy drum & bass trance and efnodelic, which is a buzz word I just made up: suitable to the beat poetics informing our take on trance dub. and oh there is voice & poetry by our friend Ilaria Boffa who some of you may know.This is Extremophiles, the first full length album.
https://jeffgburekprojects.bandcamp.com/album/extremophiles-merging-matter
"Merging Matter" is the follow-up album based on the Extremophiles EP
called "First Batch". We could have called it First Batch Plus but
decided not to carry one track over, so the first EP stands as a unique
publication. Plus: we are really "merging matters" here. We've extended
our sonic pallette: more acoustic, electroacoustic percussion, found
sounds & field recordings. We include a very special re-working of a
piece initally begun as a collaboration between Jeff Gburek and Italian
poet Ilaria Boffa, "The Value of Everything" (heard in Italian, in her
own voice) with added kicks, embellishments and mix by John Palumbo.
Find the poem below in the About this Album section. Enjoy, comment,
support, spread the word.
Cover image by Jeff Gburek. Script by John Palumbo.
Quando il vento soffia
impetuoso sui campi di grano
colonie di gruccioni volteggiano
dentro e fuori le chiome.
In alto e in basso
riorganizzano lo spazio aereo.
Tecnica cut-up
di traiettorie intermittenti.
Il valore di guardarne
il cambio di passo
su ogni foglia curvata.
Scorgere i buchi dei nidi.
Il valore di vivere la vita
piegata a metà .
Due testi lineari affiancati
e incapaci di
ripristinare il significato.
Il valore di stare
fermi, in attesa.
Il valore di ogni cosa.
--Ilaria Boffa
When the wind blows
wild on wheat fields
colonies of bee-eaters twirl
in and out the canopies.
Up and down they
rearrange air space.
A cut up technique
of intermittent trajectories.
The value of watching
their change of pace
on each leaf bent.
Catching sight of nest holes.
The value of living life
folded in half.
Two linear texts juxtaposed
and unequipped for
restoring meaning.
The value of standing
still, on hold.
The value of everything.
-- Ilaria Boffa
Quando il vento soffia
impetuoso sui campi di grano
colonie di gruccioni volteggiano
dentro e fuori le chiome.
In alto e in basso
riorganizzano lo spazio aereo.
Tecnica cut-up
di traiettorie intermittenti.
Il valore di guardarne
il cambio di passo
su ogni foglia curvata.
Scorgere i buchi dei nidi.
Il valore di vivere la vita
piegata a metà .
Due testi lineari affiancati
e incapaci di
ripristinare il significato.
Il valore di stare
fermi, in attesa.
Il valore di ogni cosa.
--Ilaria Boffa
When the wind blows
wild on wheat fields
colonies of bee-eaters twirl
in and out the canopies.
Up and down they
rearrange air space.
A cut up technique
of intermittent trajectories.
The value of watching
their change of pace
on each leaf bent.
Catching sight of nest holes.
The value of living life
folded in half.
Two linear texts juxtaposed
and unequipped for
restoring meaning.
The value of standing
still, on hold.
The value of everything.
-- Ilaria Boffa
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