|Album:||Everywhere At The End Of Time (Stages 1 And 2)||Collection:||General|
|Artist:||Caretaker, The||Added:||Mar 2017|
|Add Date:||2017-09-14||Pull Date:||2017-11-16||Charts:||Classical/Experimental|
|Week Ending:||Oct 29||Oct 22||Oct 8||Sep 24|
|1.||Nov 25, 2017:||The Prism Experiment
Quiet Dusk Coming Early
|4.||Oct 28, 2017:||Music Casserole
The Loves Of My Entire Life
|2.||Nov 25, 2017:||Music Casserole
The Way Ahead Feels Lonely
|5.||Oct 27, 2017:||DSD
Late Afternoon Drifting, We Don't Have Many Days, It's Just A Burning Memory
|3.||Nov 22, 2017:||Oh Messy Motion
Things That Are Beautiful And Transient
|6.||Oct 21, 2017:||A Night on the Roof
I Still Feel As Though I Am Me, Quiet Internal Rebellions
Disc 1 (Stage 1)
1. (3:32)—Bold, triumphant, syrupy big band music.
2. *(3:30)—Graceful, delicate piano resolving to a pleasant finish.
3. (3:36)—Extremely grainy, jaunty barroom piano.
4. (2:58)—Furtive big band strut.
5. (2:02)—Piano barely audible under surface vinyl noise.
6. *(4:34)—Extremely slowed-down horns.
7. *(3:32)—The horns on this big band track sound like they’re wilting. It’s very unsettling.
8. (2:47)—Pretty, unraveling piano.
9. *(3:31)—Grainy, loping big band. The catchiest piece?
10. (4:04)–Twinkling, upbeat, dreamy piano.
11. (4:36)—More jaunty but vaguely depressed big band.
12. (2:41)—Brash, with a full-orchestra. Evokes opulent Rodgers and Hammerstein theatre sets.
Disc 2 (Stage 2)
1. (4:38)—Lots of surface noise. A lone woodwind rides a wash of bright drone.
2. *(4:43)—Weeping dirge, with an almost mocking horn melody.
3. (2:38)—Violin and horn-driven reprise of 1-1. Still vaguely jaunty in a creepy way.
4. *(4:43)—Gloomy, dark, windy, like the score to a nightmare scene in an old cartoon. Syrupy, dread-inducing violin.
5. (5:04)—Minimal horns, like a botched version of “Taps.” Rhythmic hiss.
6. (4:08)—Deep, muddy horns and woodwinds. Similar feel to 2-4 at the beginning. Turns into a soft, Fantasia-like drone.
7. *(3:37)—Simple, pathos-wrung orchestra passage with sliding violin. Sad, sad, sad, so sad. *Sniff sniff*
8. (3:53)—Appropriate to the title, returns to the relative clarity and gaeity of Stage 1. Upbeat big band.
9. (4:16)—Blurry, tinny. Weird juxtaposition of dissonant chaos and soft levity.
10. *(4:15)—Floating strings. Lovely, gentle, elegaic beginning. Grand black-and-white film climax middle. Everything buried in haze.