"Spirit Of Eden" is a rarefied poetry of the soul....
The Angel has spread its wings, embracing the whole world to protect it from the storms of life, bending slowly over it, in an infinite wingspan, it holds it close, in a most delicate embrace. Mark Hollis with his voice manages to embark on this canonical journey in the most appropriate ways of the most complete individual rationality, in this Album he described everything he believes in.
The instruments confess, there are a few chords carefully measured in a shy and timid melody, the desire to describe the fragile suffering of a voice hidden by fears, wanting to communicate and declare itself openly. The tracks configure the art of divine inspiration and perspiration, fueled by the soul in a tight personal refuge, a confused struggle to believe in God and in man’s Faith against a nothingness or the belief that nothing exists. Reflecting on the immortal creator is no simple task, encountering daily paradoxes, our flaws, our ego, sometimes so small and insignificant, is a deep truth that can overflow and find refuge in music saturated with personal sensitivity.
The thought is based on the premise that everything originates from a God, and how do we behave towards Him? In the right or wrong way? If we believe, if we understand, if we configure or if everything is based on the fact that we might not believe in anything and thus be catapulted into two unfathomable abysses of thought, it is merely an ontological question of existence. There are many passages between earth and sky, between reality and the dream of our unaware philosophical perception as well as an internal force called "Faith".
Six long tracks weighed in calibrated doses, healing, but above all reflective, no synthesizers but enormous soft-jazz imprints. "The Rainbow" and "Eden" begin with blues trumpet, gentle guitar, muffled percussion, the piano marking solitary notes, the piercing harmonica urging the sun to appear after a bad storm, while the voice floats on enormous white clouds stained by the colors of the rainbow, guiding you towards Eden, that earthly paradise where the notes overlap between highs and lows of slightly aggressive, pompously sparse turbulent currents, while time all around starts to slow down and the pain vanishes, like a miracle, only peace reigns "Desire" the harmonica accompanies the organ and the clock hands mark earthly time, among the chords of a guitar and the sporadic intrusion of the trumpet, giving glimpses of instrumental explosion like fireworks "Inheritance" presents a sad day, sax, clarinet, and oboe, like acrobats give the strength to direct the thought elsewhere and stronger and stronger is the desire to smile "I Believe in You" untouchable, mystical, a sublime catharsis, organ and angelic choirs opening the heart to the eternal gift of shareable love, the equality of peace of the embodied senses "Wealth" a gentle voice accompanies the piano to take freedom and donate expressive richness letting go in the final notes, of the organ of a church that has atoned us from our sins to redeem hope.
For Mark and not only, the desire for paradise is where the music speaks of spirit, where the spirit speaks of the soul, where God is life and life is music that goes straight to the heart.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
02 Inheritance (05:24)
April song
Lilac glistening foal
Ten as one
On the breeze they flow
When it gets my heart out
When it gets my heart out
Nature's son
Don't you know where life has gone
Burying progress in the clouds
How we learn to linger on
Head in sand
Expecting the dour
To redress with open arms
Ascension in incentive end
(Instrumental)
When it gets my heart out
When it gets my heart out
Nature's son
Don't you know how life goes on
Desperately befriending the crowd
To incessantly drive on
Dress in gold's surrendering gown
Heaven bless you in your calm
My gentle friend
Heaven bless you
03 I Believe in You (06:16)
Hear it in my spirit
I've seen heroin for myself
On the street so young laying wasted
Enough, ain't it enough
Crippled world
I just can't bring myself to see it starting
Tell me how I fear it
I buy prejudice for my health
Is it worth so much when you taste it
Enough, there ain't enough hidden hurt
A time to sell yourself
A time for passing
Spirit
How long
04 Wealth (06:35)
Create upon my flesh
Create approach upon my breath
Bring me salvation if I fear
Take my freedom
Create upon my breath
Create reflection on my flesh
The wealth of love
Bear me a witness to the years
Take my freedom
Let my freedom up,
Let my freedom up
Take my freedom
For giving me a sacred love
(Instrumental)
Create upon my flesh
Create a home within my head
Take my freedom
Let my freedom up,
Let my freedom up
Take my freedom
For giving me a sacred love
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'I Believe In You' is a lullaby of paradisiacal beauty.
By Battlegods
"Spirit Of Eden is the Bible for the future, aware of symbolizing eternally the future itself."
"Mark Hollis transforms into a prophetic shaman, transcendental, belonging to another dimension."