CD Feature/ Ian Holloway: "A lonely Place"
TobiasIn short, Holloway is the epitomisation of a genuinely honest composer. Of course, he craves for feedback, for recognition and, ultimately, for selling a few copies of his albums. But never ever does one get the impression that he could ever find himself in the situation of cluttering online stores with his releases, simply because he could. “A lonely place” is a great case in point, all the way from digging out the CD from the heavy-paper fold-out package, which opens into a psychedelic redly orange skyscape lit by a delirious sun, to listening to the music contained within.
Compared to predecessor “Walking on Fireflies”, “A lonely place” is much more of a drastic and experimental offering. While the former’s pieces were concise, poignant, melodic and filled with a romantic desire of undoing the past (essentially, this was an electronic requiem for a friend), the latter’s single, 38-minute piece gauges what lies behind the precipice: A vortex-like fall from great heights into an uncertain void, filled with whispering sheets of scraping sound, barely touching the borders of audibility and suggesting there could be more hidden in its silent rump, like the hidden body of the floe that hit the Titanic.
Essentially, then, this is a drone work – and, quite frankly, one of frightening proportions and haunting intensity. There are artists who have gone down a similar path over the last couple of months – Jan-M Iversen springs to mind, with his terrifying “Drone 1.05” on Triple Bath- and yet, Holloway’s language here extends beyond that of his colleagues, aiming for an expressiveness capable of transforming these shapeless allusions into concrete and emotional forms, of rendering its dark clay into a malleable musical substance.
This musicality is why “A lonely place” is not just timbre and vague harmony, but a composition with a distinct arrangement, with moments of beauty and of horror, of tension and relaxation, of inhaling and exhaling. After its gradual ascent to a solid state of threedimensional plasticity, it moulds its tonal threads into warm clouds, dissolving into cold Wah-Wah stutters and icey ambiances. Towards the end, the piece seems to build into a comforting finale before opting to slowly die down instead like a candle in an otherwhise empty cellar, fading out with a couple of loosely strummed guitar strings.
Needless to say this album is highly limited and all but unavailable already. In a suprising proposition, however, Ian Holloway has announced that his sold-out items can be downloaded for free from the Quiet World webpage. It is another move which shows his love for the arts, rather than to the business aspect of producing music - and an honesty others could greatly benefit from as well.
By Tobias Fischer
Homepage: Ian Holloway
Homepage: Quiet World Records
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