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🎼 My Home, Sinking - Sleet Album
Ambient, Neofolk, Latin
  • Performer:
    My Home, Sinking
  • Title:
    Sleet
  • Genre:
  • Style:
    Ambient, Neofolk, Latin
  • Release date:
    17 May 2015
  • Country:
    Italy
  • Size FLAC version
    2211 mb
  • Size MP3 version
    2453 mb
  • Size WMA version
    1427 mb
  • Rating:
    4.1
  • Votes:
    259
  • Record from:
    Cassette, EP, Limited Edition, Numbered

Tracklist

1Carnival
2Sleet
3Super Sad True Love Story
4Chains
5Cold Stars 04:52
6Sleet (rep.)
7Sheperd's
8Super Sad True Love Story Ends

Credits

  • CelloKatie English
  • CoverMarco Brunello
  • Design, Art DirectionGiacomo Vianello
  • DrumsGiovanni Natoli
  • FlutePiero Bittolo Bon
  • Guitar, Electric Organ, Clarinet, Duduk, Tape, Other [Vinyl], Written-By, Arranged By, ProducerEnrico Coniglio
  • Mastered ByIan Hawgood
  • VibraphonePeter Paul Gallo
  • Vocals, NoisesNatalia Drepina

Notes

“Sleet” is a pastoral fable with a resolutely vulnerable core – a ’60s folk narrative echoing through modern classical and ambient music. Enrico Coniglio evokes the cadenced ghosts of My Home, Sinking with the aid of Natalia Drepina, Katie English, Peter Gallo, Piero Bittolo Bon and Giovanni Natoli.

The fading Morriconian memories of “Sleet” evolve through a languid structured homage to Italian songwriters, embellished by weaving flute, cello, vibraphone, duduk and drums, like a prayer for human tragedy to a deaf and distant cosmos. The story of a young virgin woman and a miraculous gift is reinterpreted amongst the cobwebs of fragmentary mellotron, orchestral samples, pads of noises and manipulated field recordings.

Lovingly reel-to-reel mastered by Ian Hawgood, the album unspools its vintage heart from an audio cassette presented in craft paper and letter-pressed cover designed by Giacomo Vianello and realized by Marco Brunello at Cartiera Clandestina.
[Charlie Sage, Fluid Audio]

Packaging by Cartiera Clandestina, Carpenedo - Venice, Italy

Edition of 66 copies.

Companies

  • Distributed By – Stashed Goods (UK)
  • Distributed By – Under My Bed – UMB#46
  • Mastered At – Ian Hawgood

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Album

Sleet by My Home, Sinking, released 17 May 2015 1. Super Sad True Love Story 2. Sleet 3. Sheperd's 4. Sleet rep. Chains 6. Carnival 7. Cold Stars 8. Super Sad True Love Story Ends Sleet is a pastoral fable with a resolutely vulnerable core a 60s folk narrative echoing through modern classical and ambient music. Lovingly reel-to-reel mastered by Ian Hawgood, the album unspools its vintage heart from an audiocassette presented in craft paper and letter-pressed cover designed by Giacomo Vianello and realized by Marco Brunello at Cartiera Clandestina. Enrico Coniglio-recording as My Home, Sinking-offers his finespun debut with contributions from Katie English, Barbara De Dominicis, Laura Sheeran, Orla Wren, and others. The joined arsenal boasts acoustic instrumentation as well as synthesizer, manipulations and field recordings. Here guitar, cello, piano, harmonica, melodica, percussion and voice ring alongside Korg Monotron, Orla Wrens processing, and Coniglios vinyls. My Home, Sinking is the ambientmodern classicalfolk project of Enrico Coniglio. Enrico Coniglio. King of Corns. Sep 2017. May 2015. Anjimiles Colors is a stunning album, full of richly-textured songs that move from gentle indiepop to rippling ambiance. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 19, 2018. go to album. Human Nature by Anjimile. featured on Bandcamp Weekly Mar 31, 2015. Listen free to My Home, Sinking Sleet Super Sad True Love Story, Sleet and more. 7 tracks . Лента с персональными рекомендациями и музыкальными новинками, радио, подборки на любой вкус, удобное управление своей коллекцией. Язык: Русский. Страна: США. Sinking My Home. Album starts at BPM, ends at BPM 0, with tempos within the -BPM range. Try refreshing the page if dots are missing. 国: UK. Features Song Lyrics for My Home, Sinking's My Home, Sinking album


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A CLOSER LISTEN
The surprising thing about Sleet is how warm it sounds, considering its title. This is the second winter-themed release from My Home, Sinking, both released in May, when garlands and dances around the maypole are more in fashion. Instead of capturing the feeling of sleet, it captures the feeling of sleet outside when all is safe and warm inside, a group of friends trading stories in dialogue and lyrical song while softly playing the instruments they have brought to the house.

The lineup has changed slightly since the self-titled debut. This is still Enrico Coniglio’s baby, but apart from Coniglio, only Katie English (cello) appears on both works. Their interplay still counts for a uniformity of sound. But new moments stand out here, especially those in which one or two instruments act in twain: the guitar and vibraphone, joined by light drums on “Chains”; the field recordings, vinyl crackle and plucks of “Carnival”, the most sleet-sounding track on the cassette. In these moments, the release brings to mind Plinth’s Wintersongs, although that release was entirely instrumental. “Come to my lip and sink in the sea”, whispers Natalia Drepina later in the track: a gentle siren.

When the electric organ and flute duet on the title track, the feeling is one of intense peace. Drepina shares a gentle tale, then steps back to allow the music to take center stage. “Sheperd’s” is a bit stranger: “he’s a boy, 13 years old, and he still can’t count.” This allusive song ultimately becomes a tale of mercy and understanding. Odder still is the end of Side A, the only point at which the collection seems ready to go off the rails, with field recordings that sound like a series of snores. But after repeated plays, it all begins to make sense; after all, winter is the time of hibernation, while spring sleet is snow trying desperately to be rain.

Sleet is an extremely personal release, available only in a small run of 60, which is why we’re publishing this review a bit early; the cassettes will go on sale in two days. These letterpressed beauties include two cards and a small bundle of twigs. My twigs look painfully sharp, but are sealed in an envelope so as not to harm. The same may be true of the season, filled with thorns yet devoid of flowers. Only by wrapping them in music can we tame their propensity for harm. But then we realize that they, too, are only protecting their own. [Richard Allen]