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Allysen Callery - Winter Island 2011
Genre: Singer-songwriter/folk
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“Winter Island” is the title track and the perfect opener for this collection of songs. Don’t be fooled by the title for although this album tells of winter and animals made of snow it also welcomes in the other seasons with a mixture of temperate and intemperate emotions. These seven songs will take you into a world observed, remembered, imagined and recorded by Allysen, these are songs of love, obsession, murder and desire.
Genre: Singer-songwriter/folk
http://www.mediafire.com/?8lqok89a60j7pej
“Winter Island” is the title track and the perfect opener for this collection of songs. Don’t be fooled by the title for although this album tells of winter and animals made of snow it also welcomes in the other seasons with a mixture of temperate and intemperate emotions. These seven songs will take you into a world observed, remembered, imagined and recorded by Allysen, these are songs of love, obsession, murder and desire.
This is not traditional folk music but you could easily be forgiven for calling it such. In time maybe it will, or at least should truly become folk music. These are special songs that deserve to be passed from one generation to the next, to be taken to heart and never forgotten.
Review by Matt Shaw for Fluid Radio
Hobgobling's Hat - Allysen Callery 2010
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If it were to be described through a Venn diagram, Hobgoblin’s Hat would sit at the overlap of song based folk, neo-classical experimental sounds and free verse poetry. It is a collection of songs satisfyingly bereft of undemanding melodic hooks, hackneyed harmonic progressions or obvious rhythmic snares. Instead, it plays on musical atmosphere, harmonic uncertainty, vocal mystery, and lyrical other-worldliness to create an experience that both beguiles and intrigues. Snatches of lyric reveal a dark, dreamy world where all is not quite as it seems and perhaps not entirely un-troubled. Callery’s relaxed and easy finger-picking style on nylon strung acoustic guitar is accompanied by electric atmospheres that, in terms of tone and style, can trace roots back to 1970s English prog bands. The sustained, distorted electric guitar for example that plays in the background throughout Vincenzo Part 1 sounds to these ears for all the World as if Genesis guitarist Steve Hackett, or maybe his ghost, played a quiet cameo. Subtle Double bass and occasional percussion complete the sound-scape over which Callery weaves her poetic lyrics in a half spoken, half sung, lazy soprano that, through its quiet, detached demeanour, only magnifies the mysterious atmosphere.
Review by Phil Ward for Fluid Radio
Review by Matt Shaw for Fluid Radio
Hobgobling's Hat - Allysen Callery 2010
http://www.mediafire.com/?8zlbf2pyyo5dwug
If it were to be described through a Venn diagram, Hobgoblin’s Hat would sit at the overlap of song based folk, neo-classical experimental sounds and free verse poetry. It is a collection of songs satisfyingly bereft of undemanding melodic hooks, hackneyed harmonic progressions or obvious rhythmic snares. Instead, it plays on musical atmosphere, harmonic uncertainty, vocal mystery, and lyrical other-worldliness to create an experience that both beguiles and intrigues. Snatches of lyric reveal a dark, dreamy world where all is not quite as it seems and perhaps not entirely un-troubled. Callery’s relaxed and easy finger-picking style on nylon strung acoustic guitar is accompanied by electric atmospheres that, in terms of tone and style, can trace roots back to 1970s English prog bands. The sustained, distorted electric guitar for example that plays in the background throughout Vincenzo Part 1 sounds to these ears for all the World as if Genesis guitarist Steve Hackett, or maybe his ghost, played a quiet cameo. Subtle Double bass and occasional percussion complete the sound-scape over which Callery weaves her poetic lyrics in a half spoken, half sung, lazy soprano that, through its quiet, detached demeanour, only magnifies the mysterious atmosphere.
Review by Phil Ward for Fluid Radio
