Grasslung – Sincere Void

Grasslung

Sincere Void

Catalog
RS059
Format
CD
Edition
Edition of 500
Released
July 2010
Grasslung is the moniker of Brooklyn based musician Jonas Asher. 'Sincere Void' is Asher's first major above ground release and we're happy to help him migrate out of the dungeon and into the twilight. After a string of small run tapes & CD-R's that ventured into the outer realms of damaged analog drone, Asher has taken on a whole new vision for his music. The opener 'Scarred Hands We Drift' sets the tone, with lush waves of delayed notes that usher in the record's various paths of gauzy atmospherics, piano drift, lost melodies and body rhythms built from static. This music is bare in the best way, with most of the tracks held together by pings of electricity or faint loops of harmony shot from the other side, all slowly crafted into melancholic tapestries good for keeping you warm during midnight trips to the void. Edition of 500 CDs in offset printed sleeve.

Tracklist

  1. Scarred Hands We Drift 6:25
  2. Roland Park Noose 5:24
  3. Tired Of Remembering 6:08
  4. Feeding Your Vanity 7:28
  5. When We Were Young 7:09
  6. A Piece Of Me 3:33
  7. Lay Down In A Ditch 6:41

Press

Following up on a series of well received tape and CD-R releases, Brooklyn musician Jonas Asher presents his first "widely available" (to the tune of 500 copies) full-length on the always dependable Root Strata label out of San Francisco. And while his chosen mode of expression vis a vis pillow-y soft drone and ambient textures seems like a territory that's been overpopulated these days, Asher's compositions display just the right level of restraint and poise that makes them worth repeated listens. "Roland Park Noose" gracefully ebbs and flows with a gritty melodic texture, even incorporating some almost Oval-esque skips that serve as a gentle rhythm towards the end. "Tired of Remembering" starts off simply as a back and forth between two piano chords, only to gracefully evolve into an understated elegy, contrasted sharply with the steady prods of static and electric current. Better still is "Feeding Your Vanity," which balances neat drone against throbs of distortion, as a faint pulse ticks off in the distance. Ultimately, though Asher's seven compositions seem to flit by in an instant, they continue to provide a warmth long after they've passed, one that feels mighty nice even in the midst of some unwelcome August humidity. [MC] - Other Music