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Carved Hail 10:49
Carved Hail Eroded stone, Split and striated, By the agency of Time. All of a sudden ... Thunder and lightning, Storm and hail ... Crash! Nature carves her runes, Onto the tattooed land.
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The path grows narrow. I sit stunned, still, At ring’s edge. Death comes. A thousand crows, Screaming. Black flapping wings, Yellow eyes poking about. Cheeks fade to light . Eyes partially opened, Look away. Silence is suffocating. I close my eyes in despair. Suddenly, as promised, I’m standing by a crystal river, That flows from the plateau, To the jungle below. Each ripple and wave tipped with silver, Every stone touched, a precious gem, Emerald or amethyst. A hundred robins singing, In the lush green foliage. The path widens to gold. The light is everywhere. My eyes open in wonder. [Abstract Painting, by Gordon Holladay]
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Avian Sands 10:09
Avian Sands A place by mortal feet untouched, No featherless bipeds here. The avian creatures rule. From eagle to wagtail, From hawk to sparrow. From crescendo to whisper, In sky-popping freedom. [Bill Boethius]
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Seeds 10:04
A Song for Seeds Now is the time of sharp bird bones, of the rustling ghosts of last year’s leaves. Now is a time silvered slick—only a trick of moonlight and frost. Now, pink sky and berries stain the snowscape. Know that blood rushes beneath this cold. Each seed follows its trail of breadcrumbs through hard light to darkness to something unimagined: the self cracked open. One day, you will remember this time as sleep. One day, you will live, not as tooth, but as velvet, green and growing. One day, you will feel quite ready to shrug out of yourself. Believe, then, in the warm light you seek. You must have faith. You must have faith and luck. (Kathryn Bass, from Within/Without, 2005)

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Eclectic soundworlds from Bill. The title track features retro synths and thumping bass syncopations, as well as the trademark guitar freakiness – things get very heavy here – you have been warned.
The album also features two collaborations with poets – the first, ‘Death comes,a thousand crows screaming’, is full on drama, with gongs, synths and guitars in a heady brew, with the poet’s intoned vocals. Searing psychedelic guitar lines stream out of the death knell thunder clouds.
In contrast to the heavy stews, the third track, Avian Sands, depicts a sparse, arid landscape. This landscape, which has it’s own stark sounds and light percussion, is stalked by Bill’s majestic bass guitar and lap steel guitar. This is a Zen poem which continually holds the listener’s interest.
The second poetic collaboration, Seeds, has the poetess Kathryn Bass reciting her words to Bill’s cosmic sounds; bringing everything together - from tender to thunder

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released November 4, 2017

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Bill Boethius & Dali's Car London, UK

"The Dali of guitar noise".
Free improv,
Cinematic Sounds:
Strange Blues:
Cosmic Jazz,
Poetry settings,

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