Reverb Worship 
Harp Of Fuchsia Kalmia : The Angular Acceleration of Light
in the unsound Mind of my Uncle dead in Michigan -cdr-(I,rec.2007-2008,pub.2009)*'
No review. Limited to 75 cdr copies.
IkuisuusHarp Of Fuchsia Kalmia : Burning with your old joy in the terminal sun (I,rec.2006-2007)*°'
On this release, acoustic guitar pickings are most often leading the core of the improvisations, somewhat based upon a late night raga fashion. On the first track, while the guitar is slowly and moodily improvising, other sounds, which fall of its edge of harmonic existence (by glockenspiel, bowed sounds, sax) surround it forming grey disturbances. More plucked instruments elements add so much a stoned vibe so that the guitar piece disappears for a while, before returning, again surrounded by these monstrous freak show of sounds, of glockenspiel and pickings. There are moments of seeking to clarify the clouds once more, with just the acoustic guitar and some accordion notes, in reality the accordion is either tempting to bring it down, not being able to form a worthy structural colleague but a loose accompaniment. The second track, like a trio, including wordless voice and flute loosely moodily hang around each other while improvising together. On the third track the guitar pickings find repetitions or loop like occasions and oscillations too, while we hear straw dry wrongly tuned violin, glockenspiel, drones of accordion, and while the guitar still remains the leading instrument, it seems as if the freaks try to adapt to the mood and rhythms as if in a snoring or breathing mode during the night. A different sort of cooperative attempt happens also on the last track, trying to find the magic of wrong tunings, the sort of weird folk modes like how the Finnish free folk scene loves them, but the strangeness is somewhat tiring after a while. And when the accordion and rhythms finally make attempts to lead to a conclusion, while actually hardly being able to pass the texturing aspect, it becomes a bit too much for me. It gets lost. Then I wonder why the choice was made to give so much role to the not yet worthy elements, and why they have participated in the composition with blurriness that much. The directions, with a bit more analysis could have led to so many other places…
