Linea Aspera LP

by Linea Aspera

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David Garvin
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David Garvin Driving music for my long daily commute. I imagine I am listening on headphones while traveling on the Trans Europe Express... Favorite track: Malarone.
thepalaceoftears
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thepalaceoftears Amazing from start to finish Favorite track: Malarone.
rikm
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rikm Tight synth work and strong vocals blend together perfectly on this exceptional release. Drawing from Post-Punk and Synthpop, Linea Aspera add their own unique quality and vision, setting their work aside as something distinct from pre-defined styles.

It's a mysterious quality for sure, nothing I can precisely put my finger on, but it's something rare, something magical. Alchemical perhaps?

Whatever it might be, there is no doubt in my mind that Linea Aspera are something very special...
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1.
Synapse 04:16
A single moment was enough to create this; a retinal distraction when a scatter of light hits and forms an image. Perfection is the harshest term, the shade of your eyes is a curse, it's a curse -- don't look at me, don't look at me, it hurts. The neurons have fired, the neurons have fired: a torrential surge through the optic nerve, I can't find the words... The warmth of a body in an empty bed -- when only the scent is left, only dissent is left. It's too late for rational sense, the neurons have fired.
2.
Eviction 04:03
You know it doesn’t mind how much you need them alive: everything that breathes has to die. Union leads to severance, the body is your residence temporarily rented, so easily evicted. To love is to lose, it’s just a matter of time. It keeps you warm at night but if it breathes it has to die.
3.
The pain’s instinctual, I might be trained but I just won’t dig you up. The scale is temporal, I have the spade but I just won’t dig you up. You buried yourself in acid soil and bones dissolve. We were waiting for the stones to fall... and cities crumble [The city is melting] while you buried yourself in acid soil and bones dissolve. And all this time we were dreaming, and all this time we were numb while I was digging a hole I could sleep in, I was digging a hole just for fun. We were waiting for the stones to fall... And all this time you’re complacent and all this time you have gained while I was digging a hole I could sleep in to swallow the taste of the rain. We were waiting for the stones to fall and cities crumble while you buried yourself in acid soil and bones dissolve. You sought to own and have it all but the future’s gone because you buried yourself in acid soil and bones dissolve.
4.
Fer-de-Lance 03:52
There’s nothing better than this: dressed in our predatory skins, our blood so thin we could never win. We’ll be awake for days. I’d have pulled you into the storm when you told me your real name; I’d have soaked you through. We’ll be awake for days in a sudden rain, reeled in by the heat of the prey... The body aches as it craves. They said you were anguine; in the crowd you could have been slithering, and I could see you were hungry as you wrapped yourself around me.
5.
Malarone 04:11
He’s a protozoan, he’s just a filthy protozoan. The roads are dry and dusty and we’re taking in the scenery. Waving to the people in the fields, this is life to me, as far as the eye can see... and you are dead, you are dead, you are dead to me. I was twisted up in Cwezi shrines and you were the anomaly, a conceited disease; time spent in foreign lands is a cure, it seems, and it triggered a change in me. This is an unfamiliar strain, I have no immunity; ravenous and unrelenting, pathogenic and parasitic; this is unclean and it has to be treated; parasite in the bloodstream: this is unclean and he’s feeding, he’s been feeding on everything. I was twisted up in Cwezi shrines and you were the anomaly, a conceited disease; time spent in foreign lands is a cure, it seems, and it triggered a change in me. He’s a protozoan, he’s just a filthy protozoan: parasite in the bloodstream, this is unclean. The roads were dry and dusty, we were taking in the scenery. Waving to the people in the fields, it was life to me, as far as the eye could see... and you were dead, you were dead, you were dead to me. He’s just a filthy protozoan.
6.
Hinterland 03:48
Let me tread your wilderness; it’s hell in there but I’ll find my way because the jungle is home to me, and we would never suffer again. Hand just fits in hand; tendons crafted intertwined, slipped over bone and under skin they are tensing, tensing... reaching into nothing. We would never suffer again, you just have to let me in. You pulled me to the edge, to the border of a hinterland and the fall was impossible to resist.
7.
Lamanai 03:58
I could have met you in the water: fins and tail, and you are Maldoror. I could have met you in the water: I could have been the one that you searched for. Eyes fixed and circling. If you found me face to face and slicing through the waves, pulling you into the sea -- “do you really need to go home?” I’m a soul as lost as your own... we were born of the undertow.
8.
Reunion 03:45
If I see you again I swear it’s just a reflex when my second phalanx goes crashing through your orbital ridge; the third, the fourth the fifth, succession is meant to be swift ‘til there’s nothing left of the eyes you saw me with. It was never revenge for a glacial silence: you are emptiness. It was never revenge, it was self-defence: you are emptiness. If I see you again I swear it’s just a reflex leaving bones in splinters all over your face. It’s no mistake when the zygomatic arch breaks. Cracks in the sagittal suture; my love, it’s your future...

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released September 25, 2012

Synths & Programming: Ryan Ambridge
Voice & Words: Alison Lewis
Cover Art: Dovile Shurpo

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