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Pellucid Error - “A Soul Evolution”

There was a time when I’d expect to receive albums like Pellucid Error’s A Soul Evolution from a label like 4AD Records. Some of you might be familiar with the 4AD style - arty, enigmatic cover; black-clad yet pretty and distinctly European music; mysterious song titles. Well, A Soul Evolution has all of those ingredients.

Combining instrumentals and traditional “rock” pieces, Pellucid Error walks on that delicate tightrope between progressive and accessible. A modern-day equivalent would be Radiohead’s Kid A, but honestly it gives me 4AD flashbacks. “The Mist Beneath” and “Piece (Peace) of the Hour” both echo the synthesized gloom of Joy Division, a primary influence on the 4AD roster. The difference is that you don’t hear Ian Curtis’ voice - or any vocals at all - on these tracks. Then again, Joy Division had instrumentals, too.

There are some really ethereal landscapes here, the most elegant and cinematic being the lush “Ocean Melody.” Oddly enough, the weakest cuts are the ones that can be pushed to your everyday listener, the final songs on the CD. Those recall the Smashing Pumpkins’ more mellow moments but lack the otherworldly heights of its predecessors.

TC
January 30, 2007

""One of this town's most talented artist and visionaries. "A Soul Evolution" is an audio feast.
Bravo Matt""

An Awesome Fan of Pellucid Error!!!

What I post for you today is a wonderful writing by a fan of Pellucid Error that recieved the album for Christmas... She really captured some emotion here. Throw on the disc and read up!!!!

Dragon Flight

By: Tasha Mace

Before you embark with me on this journey, I'd like to say that everything fabricated below was the result of a meditation performed while listening to the album: A Soul Evolution, By Pellucid Error. The titles of each stage are the names of the songs to which I was listening to when each new event took place. It is a beautiful and inspiring album that was the doorway which allowed this adventure to take place. Thank you, Matt Jefferson!


Part One: Burning Water

It all began with the shimmering of chilled air and cool breeze. I soared over coffee colored mountains capped in pink. Below lay a mist that concealed the earth. A visible, white air-current swept me through and around this peaceful world.

In this current with me, flew several tan-colored, sting ray –like creatures, flying, diving, and gliding with the air current. Yet I burned with the wonder of where our destination would be. My wings did not strain in this place, but carried me over the wind with ease, and I was calm despite a sudden thirst for discovery.


Part Two: The Mist Beneath

Silently I fell away from the current, under the mist below and into a cavern where the water shone a deep blue. Solitary drops of water defied gravity and floated upward. Stalagmites of dark crystal pointed to the roof of the cavern, and I fell below the water. Beneath, was a white palace covered in seaweed that drifted with the water and barnacles that decorated the pointed spires. I floated above the water again, and glided through this cave, seeing my reflection watching me in the water below. The cave became a tunnel and through it, on the other side, was a sea. Green islands floated over the water, and waterfalls fell from one island to the next. Fish swam through the air and the clouds were such and array of color that my dragon eyes could not even depict how many shades of violet, pink, blue, and green lay there. I spiraled around the waterfalls up to the highest tower. Below, the water looked supernatural and moved with such life. The sky was pink, like soft flower petals, and I was alone.


Part Three: The Final Months

I circled higher, through a layer of pink-grey clouds. Orbs of violet floated weightlessly in the mist. I soared among them, and was bathed in orange-pink light and above me was another layer of clouds. Above them was a purple sky where Saturn's rings were within reach, I flew through them and my wings sparkled like the stars. Glittering star fragments, fell from my wings like diamonds, and littered the clouds below me, leaving them to sparkle in my absence. I dove in and out of the mist and my mate, a black dragon, emerged from the clouds below. We clasp our talons and tucked our wings in close to our bodies and dove through the clouds to the ocean below at a colossal speed, and at the last second we broke away from each other, our wings just grazing the water's surface. Drops of rainbow flew away from the touch of my wings, and claws. We sped over the ocean to a great stone wall ahead, flying up the sandstone to a simple opening, a tunnel that led to an even greater adventure.




Part Four: Ocean Melody

There, on the other side of the wall, were chestnut-colored clouds, a broken mist that concealed sandy-spherical islands, floating here and there with forlorn towers and rubies that gleamed above them, as if watching the intruders. To the right was a planet-sized, brown egg, which I thought to be another island. We approached it and flew around its vast surface. It was textured, striped and breathed as if hiding some secret. My wings flapped and I felt my mate close by. He was as curious as I.

Reaching the top of the egg, we found a porthole that we knew would take us even closer to our destination. We paused and gave each other a look of assurance before entering this magical tunnel filled with a phylum of color: Violet, red, blue, yellow, orange, green; We were consumed with color before we were overcome with a white light, and the sound of distant singing.


Part Five: The Apex

When the light faded and vision returned, we could hear clicking, ticking. Before us was an immense clock in the shape of a red-orange dragon's eye. The gears could be seen as the clock's one hand spun steadily around. Then the clock gave way to a city. One single building, with arms leading to spherical rooms where the walls were blue and bubbles floated around them. At the bottom of this immense floating building was a white bowl-shape with a single round entrance. My mate and I entered, and inside we found a white cavern of diamonds and ice. It was large and in the center of this cavern was a giant amethyst. It gleamed in the light which seemed to come from nowhere. When we left the cavern, we found a pink world and more clouds. Where would this journey lead us?


Part Six: Piece (peace) of the Hour

Going up even higher, dark green and black clouds covered us and we left the city behind. Emerald orbs floated around us, this time lightening shot between them and they moved around, bouncing off each other, and shooting around in random directions. We flew among the blades of light, asking for death, but not being touched by the pure electricity. Higher, higher, we could not escape as the orbs continued their chaotic dance, of light. The clouds flashed with silent thunder, and we only had the hope of what lay ahead. Quiet. The clouds moved like ocean waves blow us. The lightening stopped and the clouds became a pale violet. We were then flying forward, the water-like cloud ocean below us, the dark cloud above us. We were moving quickly, the cloud ocean racing below us as we disappeared into the sun.


Part Seven: Sore (Emblem)

More silence, darkness was bright and we were surrounded by crimson and fire. Again we were unharmed though the walls pulsed with the life and breath of fire. There was no sky, no ground, only orange, red and amber. In the center of the sun, white glowing veins came together and wrapped around some crystal, which also pulsed with life. It was alive, it moved, as if in a cocoon of white slime and vein. It blinked at us, like the eye in the clock. It was a ruby, and within, was the scarlet dragon's eye, watching us. Blue, sparkling light swirled down the veins toward the gem that seemed as if it was some strange infant. It only watched us as it was eclipsed in sapphire, and then the blue light surrounded it, orbiting in a ring around the living gem. The walls turned white, leaving us, and the living crystal alone, then we fell. Our wings pressed against our sides, helpless. Despite this, it was peaceful and we were unafraid of whatever lay below, as the gem became smaller and smaller with distance. Suddenly, we fell into a blue, frozen tunnel, where white ice spiraled around the interior, straight down into the darkness.


Part Eight: Alone

Beside me, my mate disintegrated into black dust, and I fell alone. I rolled in the air, so as to face the darkness below. I could now move my wings, and I curved them so as to stop my fall. Above me was more darkness, the only light seemed to come from within me. I proceeded through the tunnel, the endless tunnel that led me nowhere and had taken my mate. I was alone. The walls shone green in my light as I sped on to the end. I felt mournful, lonely, and yet somehow, at the same time, placid. At the bottom was a turquoise field and graves covered in amber mist. I came to rest atop a large gravestone and tears of purest blue floated down my violet-scaled snout.


Part Nine: Espresso with a Ghost

The trees moved the way seaweed does under water. The ground began moving like waves and the gravestones were the only things that remained still. Millions of black birds erupted from a willow tree, blocking out the setting sun and covering the sky. I leapt into the air to follow them.

They took me beyond the graveyard and into a sky with blue clouds and a white sky. Pink towers sprouted from the nothing below, fading into the nothing themselves; though the towers remained constant. The flock left me to explore on my own and I flew among the disappearing towers of blue and pink, green and red. They seemed to drip away. Like water on a wall, dripping, running fading to nothing. Deserted, living, and forgotten. I kept going forward, there was more awaiting me on this journey. If I stopped, I would disappear like the towers. Clocks, tiny clocks appeared around me floating like the orbs, before leaving me in darkness again.


Part Ten: For Bob

Now I glided silently over a purple sea, a tidal wave rose beside me and froze into a curved, purple glacier. As I flew under it, it crumbled behind me and the promise of sunset lay ahead. I was covered in warmth, despite the crumbling ice behind me. The frozen wave then crashed down into the water. And from the splash a heard of white unicorns raced out of the water and I was suddenly flying over them, over a snowy field under a purple sky; the moon and stars sparkled above. I was filled with a rush of freedom and bliss until it all stopped with a breath. The unicorns disappeared like ocean mist and the world transformed into a field where the grass was orange and the sky was turquoise.


Part Eleven: Beautiful Fantasy

It was as if I was in a painting. The tall reeds of the field shifted in a warm breeze and the scent of wildflowers filled my nose. As I flew on, I noticed in the center of the field lay a green disk where a pedestal sat with yet another jewel upon it. I circled it, and then something above caught my eye from the clouds. An array of light shone and my mate burst forth, glistening ebony scales shining all colors in the light. His once leathery wings were now feathered like that of a bird's. Though his fangs were bared, I knew he was smiling, and his sapphire eyes gleamed. I put my head under his, and nuzzled him, and he nuzzled back.




Part Twelve: Jaded Poems

Coming out of our embrace we knew we were close to our destination. We took to the sky once again, and this time, a flock of white birds took us onward. The grass that waved below us changed color in the light. The clouds drifted smoothly over the small hills and valleys that began to form. We looked at each other reassuringly, knowing we would not be separated again, and flew unwaveringly forward.


Part Thirteen: Inconceivable

We flew on, into a valley filled with blue mist. In this valley, stars hung like ornaments in the air. We drifted through them, tiny spheres appearing every now and then and horses made of mist could be seen drifting eerily like ghosts running by and fading to nothing. The entire world was dark, and at the same time light. Ahead was a bright orb; a shining, glimmering, spectacular orb larger than all the rest. Such warmth came from it all we could do was enter.


Part Fourteen: Pink

Inside the orb we found an entire solar system orbiting before us. The wall of this orb was moving the way a bubble's surface moves, shines and changes color. This was it, we had reached our destination. It was all a realization of the repetition of forever, moving on; Life, death, rebirth, and eternity. We had at last found peace of mind, our own little universe away from the main stream of the world; our own little piece of solitary happiness.


To some, this meditation may not have made any sense, and to others I'll assume they have made their own opinions of what it means. However, now I shall say that I see this mediation as a creative way of my subconscious telling us to try to find our own little universe, our own world of happiness and stop relying on every one else to lead us to it.


"We must part from the normal and mundane to find the truly amazing reality of the eccentric."

~Tasha Mace

WOW! Thank you TASHA!

Pellucid Error's music takes me to a special place when I hear it. It's calm, yet burns underneath. It's dark yet illuminating. It's peaceful... Yet there is a storm beyond the horizon.

It is the sound of dreams.

Pax
Ant
Feb 19 2007

Thanks Ant!

Your music reminds me of the time I ate a piano. Very interesting. Well done person.