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MEDERY, LUDOVIC - eMERgences

Format: CD Label & Cat.Number: Unfathomless U45 Release Year: 2017 Note: "In front of the ocean, I see my past again in waves" - very 'concrete' ambient field recordings from the coast of the Normandie in France, with a very poetic, subtle approach... lapping and bubbling sounds from water, soft touches of stones and pebbles, far away birds and winds, trickling sands, the moving of found objects (wood, glass or shells?), the crunching of crustaceans, etc.. are almost caressing you... very nice! lim. 200, folded full colour cover & insert on satin paper Price (incl. 19% VAT): €14.00 Warning: Currently we do not have this album in stock! More Info An exploration of sound, from near and far / Une exploration du sonore, du proche et du lointain. From concrete to abstract, being attentive, focused and patient… / Du concret à l’abstrait, être à l’écoute, concentré et patient… Living each moment / Profitant de ce qui nous est offert. A bird in the sky, an insect on my camera case / Un oiseau dans le ciel, un insecte sur la pochette de mon appareil photo. The sun appears and disappears with the clouds / Le soleil apparaît et disparaît au gré des nuages A global vision from the tiny and distant / Une vision globale du minuscule et du lointain Just to hear… / Juste pour entendre… (9 June 2015) Grey and blue merge… / Le gris et le bleu se confondent… There…on the horizon / Là…à l’horizon In front of the ocean, I see my past again in waves / Face à l’océan, je revois mon passé par vagues I look for a link with the present / Je cherche un lien avec le présent Today, from doubts to decisions, / Aujourd’hui, d’hésitations en décisions, it is always by letting go / c’est toujours en lâchant prise that things make full sense / que les choses prennent tout leur sens Facing the ocean… / Face à l’océan… I watch, I listen… / Je regarde, j’écoute… (11 June 2015) (Ludovic Medery, June 2015) www.unfathomless.net "One can tell what this disc is about by focusing on the capital letters. eMERgences is about the sea. In a piece of semantic irony, the artist’s last name also cradles the word: Ludovic MEdeRy. With little description, one is invited to interpret the half-hour, single track piece in personal fashion. As a listener caught between two summers ~ the “real” summer and an upcoming southern vacation ~ I receive the recording as nostalgia and invitation. I am already missing the warmer weather, while I still feel the call to the shore. For the past few weeks, we have been experiencing the effects of offshore hurricanes, leading to pummeling surf and encroaching seas. Tomorrow, for the first time, the waters will have receded, and I anticipate sounds such as these: sea birds calling to each other, enjoying the bounty left by the retreating tide; soft waves over pebbles and sand; if I plunge my head beneath the water, the crunching of crustaceans. eMERgences may represent the emergence of subtle sound following a storm or the emergence of life as the sun ascends; it may also represent the healing qualities of the shoreline. Medery’s soundscape preserves the idea of an ideal sea walk. There’s little danger to be found here, only a sense of sonic variety and pristine aural beauty. The eighth minute contains a sound like glass or shells, the souvenirs of the wrack line, and then perhaps the nudging of a piece of driftwood. If one takes the time, there is plenty to explore. Medery’s contribution is to highlight the sounds of the shore over the sights. The sound of waves receding from pebbles is melded to the rocking of a hull. The birds sing over the insects. When one thinks of the sound of the sea, one usually thinks only of the crashing of the waves; this recording reminds us that there is so much more. “I see my past again in waves,” writes Medery. “I look for a link with the present.” The sea changes the land: stealing, replenishing, terraforming. And yet always, even after great incursion, there is balance. The sea and the land continue to interact, neither truly hurting the other. Lava becomes rock. Rock becomes sand. It is in our nature to change as well, but always to cycle back, to return to our center, to appreciate the lessons of the tide. [Richard Allen/ A Closer Listen]