Grouper ‎– A I A : Alien Observer

Or maybe rocks on the edge of a river. Or maybe one large rock with pits and falls and curves and sections of lakewater collected in pools. The sky was dark grey, and the horizon was an ending. We were climbing over the rocks late on a Saturday afternoon, as we often did. He climbed up a portion of the rocks and into a hollowed out area with golden light inside. To do this, he had to climb over a tall stack of old glass bottles and glass rocks—also illuminated by the light—which were situated at a kind of entrance to this place. Once he got in, he was crouched down and doing something. I tried to follow, but I was afraid I’d topple over the bottles and glass rocks. I couldn’t step around and over them like he did. So I decided to take the wall apart in order to get through. Each bottle and glass rock was illuminated by the light of this place. Some were green, clear, blue and a few were red.

Both of the A / A lp's have just been given a repress as "exact repro second editions" and are available at Volcanic Tongue at the time of this posting (but won't last long I wouldn't have thought).

A wonderful album full of fragile beauty and a delicate sense of melancholy and longing. Liz Harris has a rare talent for evoking these emotions in the most vaporous, subtle way, without ever gliding into dull and obvious territory. Next to her timeless classic "Cover the windows and the walls", this is her most accomplished and heartfelt work. A must for all those who relish peaceful solitude and introspective, emotive journeys.

By the way: This album will be repressed as long as there is demand. There's really no need for buying an over-priced Copy.