THE OBSERVATORY Dark Folke (Self-released)
I will not pretend that I’ve been a rabid fan of the Observatory since the band’s genesis in 2001 as I’ve never really listened to the band’s previous albums viz. Time of Rebirth (2004), Blank Walls (2005) and A Far Cry From Here (2007). However, it’s impossible to deny their place and influence on the S-ROCK scene with their uncompromising artistic determination. Some might even consider it crass to describe the Obs as a rock band but at least they have demonstrated that it is possible to be both and thus, an art-rock band.
Dark Folke, the new album is encased in a little black booklet designed by Justin Bartlett, better known for producing album sleeves for dark metal/hardcore/underground bands. Not only that but the new album was recorded in Norway (home of dark metal) by Jorgen Traeen. So perhaps do all these signs point to a darker direction for the Obs?
Strangely enough, no. Even as indie pop bands like the Decemberists embrace the prog rock of the 70s viz. King Crimson, Pink Floyd and Jethro Tull, so the Obs have imbued Dark Folke with a sound that is highly reminiscent of that heady era. (Yes I am a 70s prog rock fan!). Which is an odd (but good) choice as prog rock is considered “regressive” for the arty indie set (of which the Obs are obviously full-fledged card-carrying members).
You might argue that Dark Folke isn’t much of a rock album to begin with, as it mainly eschews drums (not rhythm, mind), so from that perspective derives its impetus from a more psychedelic-folk (with a jazzy bent) source. There are gorgeous tunes and ambient soundscapes to behold whilst the earthy acoustic guitar keeps matters firmly rooted and rootsy.
Personally, I find Dark Folke revealing that such vibrant, unique music is being made in my hometown (well, via Bergen, Norway – heh!) Such fragile & sinister beauty as displayed on the creepy Invisible Room, the heavenly A Shuffler in the Mud (which to my ears recalls the Fleet Foxes), the bluesy Dazed and Confused channeling Blood Rising (with Leslie sounding uncannily like Dave Gilmour!), the pastoral & haunting The Boring and the disturbing Mind Roots, feeds me with a chauvinistic sense of national pride, more than a million National Day songs.
Lyrically, Dark Folke, as you might expect, bleeds melancholia with a glimpse of hope peering through slim cracks, much of which is entrenched in writer Leslie Low’s own personal demons. The words and music merge into a coherent black thesis on life and death and everything in the middle. Dark Folke is a journey that has to be experienced from beginning to end, it is an artistic triumph that transcends genres and borders. Truly incandescent.
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