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Second in a series of three releases, a 45 Minute doublepack featuring some of the most engrossing House music you’ll likely hear this year or any other…

We’re still dazed from the 1st volume, but Will Long and DJ Sprinkles have already cued up their 2nd session, with Mint / Clay landing handsome on Terre Thaemlitz’ Comatonse.

The format and aesthetic remains the same as Vol.1, namely two raw pieces by Will Long, backed with extended overdubs by Sprinkles amounting to thee deepest house this side of Larry Heard’s nuclear love bunker, all subtly executed and held up as a comparison to the aesthetics and intentions (or, ironically, the excess and lack of) of that sound in relief of current, conceptually-detached takes on the original NYC deep house sound which Sprinkles was instrumental in shaping as a downtown DJ during that formative era.

Again, Will Long, who’s best known for his experimental ambient work as Celer, proves that it ain’t what you’ve got but what you know and can do with it that matters. Under-Currents places sparing samples of T.R.M. Howard – a mentor of Jesse Jackson – amidst a dream sequence of carbonated hi-hats and lingering chords urged by a plump bass drum, whilst Get In & Stay In nods to civil right activist and current Georgia congressional representative John Lewis in a lush haze of crepuscular chromatics and loping swing.

On the flipsides, DJ Sprinkles contributes another pair of incredible overdubs, lending Long’s minimal elements a richer, fleshlier feel, whether with additional breakbeats or nimbly lowering the bass and layering up spirited flutes and Rhodes. Suffice to say, they’re absolute mind-melters.

Quite crucially, the concept never gets in the way of the music, perfectly demonstrating the symbiotic nature of the music and politics in the way we imagine they intended; I mean it’s not like they want you to sit in a corner of the club pondering their ideas, but they’re definitely worth bearing in mind, especially for the DJs, dancers and promoters who act as gatekeepers for this music.

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In a recent Resident Advisor documentary on The Black Madonna, she had this to say: “Any of us that are lucky enough to be a part of underground dance music, we do have a responsibility to share certain values about race, class, gender, economic equality, everything. All of those things are built into dance music.” Anyone who knows their dance history understands the fundamental principles of unity and inclusivity which clubs and their music once promoted. But looking around at today’s scene, only a handful of artists are still carrying the torch.

One musician who hasn’t forgotten the politics of dance is Terre Thaemlitz, aka the much-loved DJ Sprinkles. In her seminal album, Midtown 120 Blues, Thaemlitz used the deep house template to critique club culture, packaging an important message in a format that would deliver itself to the right people. Since then her work has dealt with many subjects, from Japan’s notorious club legislation to the informational overload of the modern age, embracing the philosophy that the medium is the message.

The latest project on Thaemlitz’s Comatonse label hands the reins over to Will Long, an American producer who now, like Thaemlitz herself, lives in Tokyo. Long isn’t known for his dance productions, previously putting out ambient and experimental works on labels like basic_sounds, Further and Absence of Wax. His take on dance music owes much to the work of Thaemlitz, composed of the same drifting chords, spare rhythms and dissociated vocal samples that made up much of the aforementioned Midtown 120 Blues.

Where Long’s work steps away from Thaemlitz’s is its minimal, durational structure, presumably born from a mind used to crafting ambient soundscapes. Both of Long’s original tracks stretch to around ten minutes, suitable for only the most heavy-lidded dancefloors. “Time Has Come” leads with an ultra-stripped beat, gaseous synth notes swelling and blooming like clouds. The vocal snips, straight out of the Sprinkles playbook, encourage major action, even revolution, but the precise goal is lost. Set adrift in the misty arrangement, they seem to symbolise the lost voices of those who used this music to seek change. Sprinkles supplies a typically classy ‘Overdub’ to the track, bolstering it with a beefy low-end wriggle that makes those ten minutes slip by all the quicker.

The B-side’s “Chumps” takes a similar approach to the first, just with a more muscular, ticking rhythm. Yet making an important statement does not necessarily mean great music, and it’s here that DJ Sprinkles steps in to unify the two. Her “Chumps Overdub” is easily the most beautiful thing on here, the vocals filtered so they trickle like water, a scything horn sound adding a hint of drama in its own timeless, bittersweet fashion.

Long’s melancholic critique of our culture of empty words, of ‘hope’ and ‘now’ and ‘future’, is a point eloquently made in his two productions. They’re meditative, minimal slices of house that reward interpretation and deep listening, swimming against the current to show that more isn’t always more. But it takes the guiding dubs of DJ Sprinkles to bring out the pure beauty latent in these sounds, without ever sacrificing the message in the music. “We’re not making progress,” the sample points out bitterly, and perhaps it’s true. But if we examine this idea, conveyed through such mesmerising music, we might be able to start again.

Terre Thaemlitz, aka deep house persona DJ Sprinkles, isn’t one to mince around with appealing to the masses. The latest release from Thaemlitz’s Tokyo based Comatonse Recordings sees the label debut of Will Long (aka Celer) with his ep ‘Purple/Blue,’ and it’s described almost as a challenge to the empty and repetitive trends of deep house music. Forgetting the politics, it begins a series of three vinyl sets entitled ‘Long Trax,’ with two extended minimal productions from the usually experimental Long, accompanied by two soulful overdubs at the hands of Sprinkles.  The simplicity of synth chords, percussion and sampled vocals in a1 ‘Time has come’ are welcoming, however Sprinkles’ overdub of ‘Chumps’ on the reverse is the standout track of the release. Fluttering strings and wobbly effects make it feel as if your head’s been punted into space; altogether producing an ambient record as fit for the dancefloor as any ever heard. We’re waiting eagerly for the second offering come September 8th.

Never heard of Mogador? You might be right, as ‘Overflow Pool’ is the first outing of Mogador, and it’s a new project from Celer’s/Oh Yoko’s man Will Long, who is getting more and more active it seems. With Oh Yoko he plays some folktronic music and working as Celer he is probably best known, applying tons of processes to sounds to create a drone like based soundscapes and having released a large amount of works. As Mogador he also plays ambient but arrives at totally different results. The cover lists a Rhodes piano, Uher microphones and a Sony tape recorder, the latter to produce reel-to-reel tape delay and nothing else. The electric piano is played in a room, picked up by microphone and fed through this tape-delay. If you think ‘piano + delay = Harold Budd and Brian Eno’ then you’re not far off the mark. It’s what I thought, even without reading the press release. It comes perhaps without the added technology of Eno, as there is no reverb used, no colouring of sound, but then the tape delay system is of course entirely Eno-esque. Mogador plays it is in the upper region of the piano and let’s notes die beyond their sustain, and there is some fine crackle to be noted in between the notes, like some residue of magnetic tape flinging off the machine. Two sidelong pieces of this (plus a bonus in the download) of slow music, in which not a lot happens, but there is also not really a sense of endless and tedious repetition. Mogador spreads out his playing a lot, and leaves lots of room for the music to breath and fill up your space very nicely. It sounds very much ‘live’ and I suppose that is the whole idea of this music. You can play this soft and let it work your environment in a refined way and have it as a presence, or, as I did, a bit louder and enjoy everything that is happening the notes, as it never gets quiet with all sorts of fine crackles and tones. This is not like Celer at all, but you could see very well this having similar roots as the music he produces as Celer, but then at the opposite end of the same ambient coin. This is an excellent start for a new project. I am sure we’ll hear more of this.


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45 Minute doublepack featuring some of the most engrossing House music you’ll likely hear this year or any other – First in a series of three releases pairing original material by Will Long with DJ Sprinkles’ overdubs. 

Tokyo, Japan-based American artists, Will Long and DJ Sprinkles, present sublime, durational deep house studies examining the dancefloor in light of contemporary socio-political inequalities and failed illusions of ‘Revolution’ and ‘Progression’.

It begins a series of three vinyl sets and eventually a 2CD package that effectively compare deep house’s original, economical aesthetics and function as the soundtrack to marginalised society, with its current position; repackaging and overproducing the same old ideas with empty sloganeering, operating as the catalyst of social trends, rather than an agent of social transformation.

They both make their point subtly but clearly. Two sides feature extended 10+ minute tracks by Will Long, created using relatively minimal means of rhythm composer percussion, polyphonic synth chords, and rack sampler vocals, while the other two sides provide overdub Sprinkles versions.

The beautifully absorbing results – which sound miles away from Long’s gentler ambient and experimental work – prove that it is possible to elicit subtle yet optimal responses with a well-selected palette of grooves and samples, in this case from Jesse Jackson and Rap Brown, rather than current vogue for showmanship and more-as-more arrangements.

DJ Sprinkles’ overdubbed contributions quite literally and psycho-acoustically resonate that intention, tactfully rending a farther, lush physicality and soulfulness thru deftly applied daubs of glutinous subbass pressure, airy strings and subtly shimmering FX, really offsetting Long’s trax in a whole other dimension; and via disciplined, stripped-down, full-bodied production values that rank as perhaps the deepest yet in Sprinkles’ already perfectly formed canon.

They could be taken as a call for humbleness and meditative efficiency over cliched buildups and preening vanities, perhaps a comment on “deep” house as the equivalent of a fresh tattoo or sweatshop t-shirt slogan.

Because, you know, it really does stand for a lot more.

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Out on Comatonse Recordings on September 26 (2CD pre-orders ship September 14) is my debut album under my own name, Will Long, ‘Long Trax’.

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We live in an era when ‘change’ is a soundbite to sell more of the same old ideas, and ‘revolution’ has more to do with social trends than social transformation. Will Long’s deep house debut on Comatonse Recordings examines that pack of lies dubbed ‘change’ from the sweaty dancefloor, sounding the aftermath of failure around attempts at equality in ‘progressive’ societies. Made with a simple setup of rhythm composer percussion, polyphonic synth chords, and rack sampler vocals, these tracks have a minimal rawness that contends we’ve been wrong the whole time about how far the US – and the world – has come. Although these tracks are sonically unlike anything Long has produced as Celer or his other aliases for minimal and ambient experiemental audio, they share a stripped-yet-full sound that reacts against overproduction – within the dance music industry, and societies at large.

Each track is accompanied by an overdub from DJ Sprinkles, and the packaging features illustrations by Tsuji Aiko. The project will initially be released as a series of three multi-disc vinyl sets (two x2 EP sets and one x3 EP set, seven discs in all), followed by a double CD release with poster.

2CD available for pre-order from Comatonse Recordings


After reviewing a fair portion of the music of Celer, I still haven’t caught a live concert by them. This new
album is a documentation of Will Long’s European tour in 2013, when he played in the UK, Germany,
Switzerland, Poland and Russia. It was mixed between 2013 and 2015. Three short pieces are used as
interludes and six pieces make up the main album, which lasts, sadly, only thirty-eight minutes. Here we
have everything we like about Celer; the sustaining sounds, the refined ambient approach and still we have
no clue what the hell it is that Celer does. That of course is my bad; because as said, I never saw him play
live. I would think that much of what Celer is laptop generated and therefore (I might be wrong, I am the first
to admit) also in concert a laptop act. But what’s wrong with that? Or why would I even bother about that?
I shouldn’t. I was lying on the couch for a while, having this music on repeat (which seems I do whenever
something new from Celer drops in) and I wasn’t doing much else. I would say that it is exactly what this
music should do. Evoke a state of nothingness and that is something that Celer does very well. Another
beautiful release.

New week, new Celer. I don’t even have a calender in my house — I just stick Will Long’s records to my wall every month. Just last week we were singing the praises of his new record for Chloe Harris’ Further label, under the alias of Mogodor, which saw a more space-respecting, even Frahmian approach to ambient — let the silences speak to their sounds. Celer’s usually about the covering approach, though, and ‘Tempelhof’ offers an unwavering, blissfully foggy set of drones that sit in place of that horrible thing we don’t call sound.

You know what to expect if you’re already familiar with Celer, but otherwise, this might just be a good starting point. It’s a surprisingly huge record, with the layering of “Lights Inside and Ahead” creating a triumphant, seemingly vocal effect in the vein of Grouper and the recent Ekin Fil record. Long also calls upon his collaging chops here, using vocal samples of different public transport stops on “Transfer to Frankfurt”, “Beijing Layover” and “Night Train to Berlin”, as if using ambient music the way you use a time lapse shot in a TV show — this music sees day cross into night back into day, folding the passerby conversations and moving mechanics into light, endless chords. It wouldn’t just make good travelling music, this: it would do the travelling for you.

It’s a lovely record of quite neutral ambience — some will read a deep melancholy into it, others will find it shimmering and summery. Like much of Celer’s music, the best thing about it is its pick-your-own-adventure listenership: it moves so fluidly that you can adapt it to whatever you’re doing, whether passive or active.

La calma infinita y el ruido que se disipa entre las membranas del sueño. Sobre una superficie horizontal se tienden notas que en realidad solo son una, un murmullo que se desplaza con la lentitud del movimiento de las piedras, un mismo tono que varía levemente sobre su mismo eje, formando vastas ondas que avanzan y se recogen. Pasan los segundos, pasan los minutos, adentro todo permanece inalterado mientras afuera la luz ya se ha extinguido. Y el sonido sigue inmutable en su marcha por los rincones inescrutables de la mente, penetrando las cavidades más ocultas. Una vez que esta sonoridad de formas regulares comienza a florecer en la atmósfera, una vez que su honda densidad inicia su trayecto hacia una distancia inabordable, la percepción acerca del tiempo se extravía en algún sitio, el discernimiento sobre lo que acontece allá, afuera, se pierde entre los sonidos que invaden las células por las ranuras que las separan. Porque ahora existen de manera clara esas dos zonas, aquello que ocurre ahí afuera, y lo que sucede hacia adentro, un lugar en el cual se despliegan evocaciones enterradas, momentos que se mantenían en un estado de letargo ahora activados por el ruido que se filtra a través de las fibras y las estructuras orgánicas, impulsos nerviosos estimulados por la quietud de armonías de una serenidad imperturbable. A través de los circuitos y los tejidos que se derraman por dentro de la piel emerge un sonido casi imperceptible, una perturbación ligera que apenas se moviliza a través de los conductos, energía que provoca una reacción descendiente de la fuerza corporal, creando imágenes borrosas que luego se esclarecen con una luminosidad nítida. Después de que esos pulsos eléctricos atraviesan las paredes físicas se forma un nuevo paisaje, plácidas estaciones que transitan por los ojos cerrados, una vista que aparece desde otro estado, un sueño en tránsito. Reflejos distantes y figuras confusas que se vuelven resplandecientes, un mar pacífico de evocaciones prístinas como un tarde soleada detrás de un sol blanco y horizontes celestes. “Many people fell asleep, and seemed to drift off to another place. Sometimes it seemed like they were waking up, but it was only the evolution of the yoga exercise matching the music”. Sonidos que reposan, recostados sobre líneas extendidas. Will Long nuevamente crea retratos donde las figuras se confunden con rectas lejanas, panorámicas constantes que se abstraen de la realidad pero que, a la vez, son una refracción de ella. Reflexiones en forma de ruido insistente que siguen su curso prácticamente inalterable hacia un destino indefinido. Long, de manera puntual, publica obras prolongadas que se nutren de diversas mediaciones, diferentes perspectivas acerca de imágenes que sugieren recuerdos, ideas, todo recubierto de tonos extensos y texturas ambientales. Celer construye obras que evolucionan luego de años que los sonidos se asientan, ideas vueltas a procesar, abandonadas, recogidas, reducidas, ampliadas, traspasando mapas y momentos emocionales determinados. Han pasado, desde la anterior vez que lo tuvimos en este espacio, varios trabajos. Aquel último álbum que volvía sobre viajes y alusiones familiares, tal como también ocurre acá. “How Could You Believe Me When I Said I Loved You When You Know I’ve Been A Liar All My Life” (Two Acorns–White Paddy Mountain, 2015) [392], largo título para un precioso trabajo, donde “los recuerdos del paisaje extendido afloran en el momento en que los primeros acordes surgen en medio de los sonidos archivados, armonías quietas que rememoran estadías temporales por la superficie rocosa y el suelo árido… Como es habitual en su música, las partituras transparentes permiten que el efecto de un solo sonido se propague hasta el borde de lo posible, acordes suspendidos sobre la superficie que alcanzan estadios superiores de conciencia. Celer elabora este trabajo utilizando instrumentación acústica, cruzando circuitos análogos, arrastrando la suciedad de materiales desgastados. Las melodías conservan ese deterioro proveniente del lugar donde se encierran estas formas, polvo circulando en mitad de los sonidos, estruendos contaminados entre los surcos y las delgadas películas de ruido ambiental, los cuales preservan esa belleza casual, exteriorización del esplendor que yace bajo las capas de suciedad. Por momentos el brillo inmanente limpia las impurezas, en otras estas cubren sus tonalidades cítricas. Estas delicadas resonancias de cromo magnético se desplazan esparciendo manchas sobre el suelo, rastros en la arena que desaparecen con las horas, con las olas del viento… Por medio de recursos orgánicos, Will Long produce una música estática, cuatro piezas en tres cuartos de hora que reposan calmas en la línea geográfica, sonidos que luego atraviesan una mecánica deteriorada que corrompe el recubrimiento pero no altera su núcleo armónico… Grabaciones recogidas y posteriormente aunadas en un álbum en el que acordes efímeros se propagan eternamente en la distancia temporal, sensaciones olvidadas vueltas a vivir gracias a formatos de encriptación alterados por el transcurrir de los años”.

Estructuras artificiales creadas con elementos limitados, un método que permite focalizarse en el núcleo del sonido. Will Long publica, a través de su propia editorial, otro trabajo en el cual una onda sutil se expande de manera ilimitada, una grabación procesada y resumida al punto que solo observamos un tímido reflejo de un sonido leve. Celer elabora un álbum profuso y a la vez exiguo, trabajo en donde vuelve a transitar por sonoridades agudas, una escala restringida de resonancias en el cual ahogar la mente y su confusión diaria. Este es uno de los varios registros en el cual desarrolla esta idea en que una sola recta progresa sucesivamente, de manera sosegada, una fuerza exánime que difícilmente sobresale de lo visible. Y, como en su última etapa, empleando herramientas manuales ensamblando sonidos con los dedos para moldear rastros de una música intrigante. Dentro de todos esos archivos de sonidos rescatados –tan solo este año ya han visto la luz varias obras: “Tempelhof” (Two Acorns, 2016),“Two Days And One Night” (Sequel, 2016), “Inside The Head Of Gods” (Two Acorns, 2016), “Symbols” (Duenn, 2016), junto a Duenn, además de “Tetra” (2016), “Nothing But Waving Summits” (2016), “M1” (2016), “Hidden, For Once” (2016) y“Simultaneity” (2016), estas últimas solo en formato digital– tenemos este álbum, un estruendo mínimo que viaja a través del espacio, invocando historias y eventos que parecían olvidados, recuperados por medio de un trance estancado. “Akagi”, editado en enero de esta temporada, un panorama quieto de sonidos que se superponen a las capas cerebrales, formas estáticas orbitando de manera pausada a lo largo de la atmósfera. Unos pocos recursos le bastan a Will Long para producir una configuración de solo unos cuantos sonidos, una forma que se acomoda al entorno y se desliza suavemente a través del tiempo. “Akagi”, grabado durante varios años, resulta en una tranquila y pacífica estructura de ruido incidental, melodías flexibles que absorben la totalidad de la energía exterior para direccionar la mente hacia un estado hipnótico. Un mismo color en transición elíptica espaciado durante un lapso que desconoce los bordes, sin principio, sin final. Diferentes matices que no se alejan del centro del cual se vierte su materia de energía, gradaciones próximas trasladándose con reserva en el aire. “En el otoño de 2012 se me solicitó crear la música para un evento en vivo de yoga en el Templo Yougenji, en el norte de Tokio. La presentación estaba centrada en el instructor de yoga, con el músico tocando detrás de la audiencia, de modo que la música funcionaba más como un soundtrack en directo para el evento. Para ello creé una nueva pieza de música usando dos grabadoras reel-to-reel y dos loops de cintas de teclado con similares estructuras de tiempo, pero cada una con diferentes acordes superpuestos. Ellas suenan simultáneamente, cruzando en diferentes combinaciones y con alteraciones manuales de volumen y ajustes bajo/alto de las máquinas. Mientras cambiaba mantenía el mismo sonido y configuración a lo largo. Durante la presentación mucha gente se quedó dormida y parecía caer en otro lugar. A veces parecía como si estuviesen despertando, pero era solamente la evolución del ejercicio de yoga que se correspondía con la música. Sorprendente, a lo largo de toda la presentación, y desde entonces, dondequiera que escuche esta pieza de música inmediatamente me acuerdo de mi abuela. Cuando tenía seis años de edad me mudé con mis padres a la casa de mi bisabuelo al lado de donde mi padre creció y donde mi abuela todavía vivía. Ella había estado postrada en una cama por varios años en ese entonces, y permanecería así hasta su muerte, cuando yo tenía once años de edad. De alguna manera, esta música vino a llenar mi mente con esos recuerdos, de sentarme en su habitación mirando televisión en la noche con ella mientras mis padres salían a cenar, o los difusos visillos de las ventanas moviéndose con la brisa de la mañana. Recuerdo esa quietud, la calidez de su voz sin ninguna afección, a pesar del aislamiento, y los siempre presentes alrededores que nunca cambiaban. Viendo a la audiencia en estos estados de quietud-vigilia vinieron estos recuerdos a mí, a pesar que no sé por qué exactamente. Sin embargo, debido a esto, a la música se le dió un fondo y una dedicación”. Grabado y mezclado entre el 2011 y 2015 en Tokio y Yokohama, Japón, este trabajo se constituye de un solo track, una misma temática desarrollada durante un período largo. Celer, usando solamente dos grabadoras y un par de loops, tiende esta panorámica de superficies suaves, un murmullo terso que flamea con una fuerza desgastada, un pequeño brillo irradiando una música infinita. Armonía que trae a la mente recuerdos cotidianos de un pasado almacenado en un rincón, mientras se alteran algunos pocos componentes de su estructura lineal. Esa armonía se filtra por las paredes sensitivas creando imágenes, sumiendo al cuerpo en una fase de vacío, un campo magnético que atrae el estruendo exterior. Will Long restaura archivos que la memoria fue consumiendo hasta agotar su resplandor, cintas cubiertas de polvo que ahora transitan en círculo, generando una sensación de calma ilimitada. A través de circuitos análogos y filamentos de carbono sintetizado surge una pieza de ruido minimalista, un rumor silencioso que varía lentamente. Puede que existan en su interior varias armonías, pero solo se percibe un sonido que deambula como una impresión transparente. Diferentes formas que se funden con el suave calor solar, diferentes formas configurando una sola melodía plástica que cambia de apariencia pero mantiene su centro, su polo. “Akagi”, una hora, diecinueve minutos, cuarenta y cuatro segundos, música reflexiva que retrotrae al pasado. Un sonido que atraviesa la corteza e impulsa la memoria, creando una paisaje luminoso de coloración pálida,  evocando el reflejo del sol sobre la atmósfera celeste, radiando un tono blanco sobre días ahora desperdiciados, desvanecidos.

“Somehow this music continued to fill my mind with those memories of sitting in her room, watching TV late at night”. El ruido dúctil de la música que emerge sutilmente de esta obra crea un estado de ensueño, un estado en el cual la mente se duerme, despertando en otro nivel paralelo sensaciones que parecían enterradas. Will Long crea en esta extensa obra lineal un único tono con leves matices, un campo magnético de acústica envolvente que absorbe la energía externa en sus surcos discretos, resonancias tersas que en “Akagi”se extienden infinitamente en el horizonte. “Akagi”, archivos manipulados que emiten rayos de luz sombría reflejados en una estrella blanca, murmullos eternos y loops minimalistas formando sistemas de audio discreto, delgadas láminas metálicas de coloración gris formando paisajes luminosos de acústica resplandeciente.

Two reel-to-reel tape machines and two tape loops of keyboards with similar time structures but each with different overlapping chords. What flows from Akagi’s grooves are the very quietist sounds, beatific and enveloping to listen to. No wonder that Will Long, aka Celer, has designed this sequence for a live yoga event at Yougenji temple in Northern Tokyo. There are several combinations that are acted out simultaneously here, integrating manual alterations of the volume and high/low settings into equalization, with a strong tendency to favor a warm and meditative atmosphere. The theme of ‘remembrance’ acquires new nuances throughout the 80-minute track, even though it is fed by a basic musical structure. Memories are a form of “attention” and, as in many guided meditations, deep relaxation is able to connect more easily with our very essence. At Two Acorns, a label founded in 2010 by Long, there is no attempt to describe the project or classify it stylistically; it seems almost a private affair, or, rather, something very intimate and sensitive that flows from a dormant perception in evoked memories of familiar routines, for which – finally – all the dust, all the dead past is transcended, transformed into a vibrant calmness and natural order. Quietism in music is certainly not a new phenomenon: “somehow this music continued to fill my mind with those memories of sitting in her room” the composer recalls, speaking of his grandmother “watching TV late at night with her when my parents were out to dinner, or the hazy lace curtains on the windows, moving in the afternoon breeze.” References run the gamut from classical antiquity to the twentieth century, yet the music is also a background, a rather sentimental and elegiac setting that speaks about our most intimate feelings.