Gone But Not Forgotten
by Wendy
Darling
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The
Changelings
(2003)
by The Changelings |
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Even
though they're no longer together, The
Changelings have left behind some
truly wonderful albums and EPs, including their self-titled
debut disc, originally
issued in 1995 and re-released by Middle
Pillar in 2003. Digitally re-mastered with brand-new digipak
artwork artwork and lyrics, The Changelings offers the band at their best.
The
listener knows from the get-go, with the beautiful opening
tones of the short opening track "Pomegranate," that
The Changelings are not into rock and roll, heavy metal, overtly
electronic or industrial sounds commonly embraced by many other
goth groups. Instead, they are masters of ethereal sounds,
Baroque instrumentation and passionate lyrics of pure poetry. "Season of Mist," the
album's second track, is the first full-length song and gives
a representative taste of all the band has to offer: the poignant
melodies of Paul Mercer's violin, the swirling sounds of something like
a glass organ, percussion like rushing, eager footsteps, and Regeana Morris'
haunted, expressive voice, full of longing. The
Changelings' gothic leaning come out fully in the lyrics of "Earthquake
at Versailles," which depict a scene of morbid decay in a once beautiful
setting:
A sea of marble, wood
Disintegrating showers falling
Gargoyle heads and ornaments
Of gold and lead
"Earthquake" revels
in Baroque instrumentation, featuring not only violin but harpsichord. Morris'
voice speeds and spirals through the sonic landscape and one can picture
her standing amidst the ruins. (At this point, one thing I must note about
Morris is that while her vocals are beautiful, on many songs, only wisps
of it are readily understandable, at least without a look at the printed
lyrics. The lyrics often come out as tones more than words, and some of the
melody lines require some odd rhythms which make phrases and meaning incomprehensible.)
With the next track, "Song of the Sephardim," The
Changelings offer the first of several exotic, Middle Eastern sounding tracks
on the album. Sung in Hebrew, the song is slow, with stretched-out, gliding
vocals and a quiet, steady beat behind it, occasionally mingled with lightly
plucked strings and the drone of a sitar. Morris weaves a melody in a mist
of sound.
The next two songs
also fall into the exotic category, featuring Indian instruments like the
sitar and tabla. "Pranam" is a short, purely instrumental track,
while
"Into the Divide" has a beautiful vocal line but no discernable lyrics
(nor any printed in the booklet). The latter track, especially in its lack
of lyrics, is heavily reminiscent of Dead Can Dance. (Apparently Lisa Gerrard
isn't the only singer who can yodel beautifully for a considerable length of
time without anybody quite noticing she's not using any words but simply dramatically
moaning and wailing.) "Incantation" continues in this vein vocally,
but in this track the instrumentation is dark and brooding, with the deep sound
of a cello running under like a current.
With "Solitude," the
album perks up a bit, with a surging, hopeful instrumental backing and bright,
determined vocals (and lyrics to match, though you have to read the lyrics
on the digipak to understand them).
Dreams will fade
And stars will not shine
Like a stone in bitter wind
Here I stand alone
One of my favorite tracks
is "Awakening," which features several intensely
gothic sounds -- organ and violin -- as well as scathing (if wordless) vocals.
To me it sounds like a song of utter woe, but at the same time like the soundtrack
to an exotic travelogue, through rocky canyons, arid deserts, high mountaintops.
Perhaps the travels of an unhappy woman?
"Seraphim" is
another purely instrumental and wordlessly vocalized track, lush and dreamlike.
As with many of the tracks on the album, I've found this song excellent for
use in meditations and visualization work. Instead of forcing a literal story
or heavy instrumentals on you, the music allows you to form your own meanings
and landscapes.
"11:59 PM October 30" is
a super-sedate Halloween song which would almost be a joke except it's quite
well done. In the song, replete with wordless sighs, slithering things and
goblins seem to be gathering in the night. The musical setting is once again
Baroque, with violin and harpsichord, a grotesque slow dance.
The album's final track, "Sunday Morning," is
a creative cover of the Velvet Underground song. Although I've never heard
the original track, I'm sure it was quite different from what The Changelings
have produced. Also notable, the vocals are the most clearly understandable
on the entire album, leading me to think the slurred vocals elsewhere are
purely a result of the style.
As a final treat, Paul
Mercer pipes in with a lengthy violin solo, tacked on to the very end of
the "final" track. Don't turn off the stereo too soon,
because it's not something you want to miss.
The Changelings is a beautiful, relaxing album that conjures emotions
and visions, just like the rest of their work. Along with works like Astronomica and Terra
Firma, the album does justice to a band that may be gone, but will not
be forgotten.
About
the Author: Wendy Darling (nickname Wiebke Fesch) is a web designer, fanfic author,
and editor of Inception. She lives in Atlanta, GA, where she is self-employed,
operating her own web design business, Metro Girl. Wendy is co-author of a Wraeththu
Mythos novel called Breeding
Discontent, and is an editor with Immanion Press. You can reach Wendy
at wdarling@abraxis.com. |