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Pigeon Diaries

by Enablers

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    17 minutes of music, in one piece, recorded in five different locations - tones that traveled the world along a single narrative; experimental in approach and a piece of music that just came in the spirit of remaining active and creative even while we were apart. Who would have thought that the creation of this piece of music would become the analogy of our current state of affairs
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Pigeon Diaries (Recorded Version) Today broke sunny and clear. The kind of breezy, warm day that hints at Spring; gets you opening windows and wiping the dust off shelves and bookcases. I swept then mopped the kitchen floor, working up a sweat as I went, then took my seat at the window. They broke into a relief of the Midtown skyline, and they were that rare dance and flash. The sunlight bouncing off and absorbing their feathers like little Chinese hand fans wavering in the drafts above the building tops. I couldn’t be the only set of eyes on them, but it often seems that way. Lately, I’m feeling mocked by their purpose. I keep trying to find some personal meaning to them, but I get stuck on conflicts between pattern and routine, departure and return, whether to shut up and do, or leave here for good. *** Today I’m stuck with their absence. The only constant view is the gold crown of a high-rise building and a grid of construction lights glimmering like sunrays breaking up on a body of water. Then, scattershot! It’s like they were fed something hot and sweet. Or maybe it’s just the change in light, the anticipation of longer days. I can’t narrow them down to any single word or phrase. They’re like ideas coming in faster than you can put words to them, and the punctuation is whirling about them like the witch’s hairpins, whirling in place, then poof…! *** The clocks jumped ahead at midnight. I’m happy to be back in the daylight hours, the warming nights, the truer dusks. I stand up straighter. The pigeons fly faster, and with far more abandon once the evening skies begin to burn away. Eventually they return to the coop like the reluctant turn of kids toward home. *** At dusk, there’s a noble and fluent struggle in the natural world. Day diminishes and gives way to night. Night surrenders to stars. Even pigeons reflect that struggle. They really can’t bear it—but they do. Because there’s a morning and the struggle continues, the struggle continues--- it has to constitute a thoughtless burst out of a gate. And there it is again: fed something hot and sweet. Fifty or sixty of them today, rearing up at maximum pitch… suspending…then tipping back down in a scattershot fan of confetti shot into the winds. Too chaotic to articulate, but enforcing my will and desire to remember you in no evident or obvious way. Just that you’re in there, in all that lively unrest they set loose in the sky, imbuing it with all that familiarity only I know of you, and you of me. *** And they rise again no matter what. On a cloudy, frigid day, only a few of them slowly at work, inundated with the cold. A group of kids were chasing a black cat in a backyard. The Filth was investigating something the next block over, reds and blues swiveling silently in the middle of the street. None of them looked up. There’s an underlying sense of mine. The birds are something I see every day. I’ve invested a personal value to them. There are reasons. But I want to re-trace the reasons. Things are falling into place, and at other times, late at night, they’re falling off the table.

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Pigeon Diaries, and why not? Spend 17 minutes in any urban area and see if you don’t write a few yourself. Pete’s in Queens, Sam is in Brooklyn, Joe is in Marseille, Kevin’s in Oakland; we’ve got pigeons covered. But how to make music as a band? Its a bitch. We played the experimental card way back in ’04 on End Note with "Steinbeck Country" and "Joe", and now we are at it again. Using the tools at our disposal, we took another stab at what we did on Berlinesque. In this case, Joe sent us nearly half an hour of five contiguous pieces of music recorded in five different locations spanning the globe from China to San Francisco to Sicily. Pete and Sam laid a vocal and rhythm track to the suite directly, and Kevin made a multi-tracked pastiche without hearing what Pete and Sam had done… a sort of Exquisite Corpse. The result is a seventeen-minute amble through our musical downtowns, replete with skylines, equinoxes, cops, loss, beauty, hope, and of course pigeons.

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released November 18, 2018

Pigeon Diaries:
Mastered by Alex Oropeza and Joe Goldring
Joe recorded in Marseille, Serre de Rapolano, Cianciana, Shantou, and San Francisco
Pete and Sam recorded at Figure 8, Brooklyn, NY, with Eli Crews
Kevin recorded at Dietz Projects, Oakland, CA

Thank you, Christian Dautresme

Enablers:
Joe Goldring, guitars, synth
Sam Ospovat, drums, gong, electronics
Pete Simonelli, voice, words
Kevin Thomson, guitars, bass, cheap keys, delay

Painting: Rommel Romo

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Band Members: Joe Goldring (former Swans, Toiling Midgets, Touched by a Janitor) on guitar; Kevin Robert Thomson (former Nice Strong Arm, Timco, Touched by a Janitor, now Hazel Atlas) also on guitar; poet, writer, and narrator Pete Simonelli on vocals. Rounding out the line-up is drummer Sam Ospovat (Ava Mendoza, Brendan Seabrook, tUnE-yArDs, William Winant). ... more

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