Includes unlimited streaming via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
Purchasable with gift card
$8USD or more
How could you believe me when I said I loved you when you know I've been a liar all my life Compact disc
Compact Disc (CD) + Digital Album
a lovely sleeve case
and you can get added bonus CDR
bonus CDR
Celer live at ftarri, 3.29.14
Includes unlimited streaming of How could you believe me when I said I loved you when you know I've been a liar all my life
via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
A few years ago I took a road trip with my 80-year old uncle through parts of the American southwest. We drove to Moab, where the sunset turned the canyon walls orange in the early evening, and after midnight, passing puffy clouds still showed through the the navy blue sky. In the morning, the buttes seemed brilliant bleached in sunlight, and the view from above the canyon was completely silent save for the wind, and birds occasionally flying past. In the Needles district, the centuries-old petroglyphs were mixed with graffiti; spraypaint cans lying half-submerged rusted in the sand below. We drove through the back roads of the La Sal Mountains, and down across the windswept grey Colorado plateau.
Past the expanses of Monument Valley, on the outskirts of Kayenta, rainstorms loomed in the distance as teenage hitchhikers dotted the roadsides, along which were makeshift souvenir shops, alone like fireworks stands after a passed holiday. Climbing out of the desert, we passed through Aspen, through the ski resorts and celebrity mansions, where the average annual household income is $69,000, compared to $21,000 in Kayenta. The next day, our drive ended near Ouray, the fog rolling over the evergreen-lined roads.
Several years later, after leaving California, I put together a collection of tracks made with an electric piano and a wooden flute. Two tracks were copied onto two sun-baked cassette tapes I had found on the dashboard of a car, and the other two from a warped 12" test pressing. Revisiting these pieces after living in Japan for several years, they instantly reminded me of the trip, and what I left behind in the United States. The tapes fluttered and stuck, drenched in hiss and grime. The record skipped, wavered, and dropped in and out. Yet with these imperfections, it completely reflected my memory of the places, and what they represented. There are sides to everything, whether it causes you to change or not.
Inspired by the American Southwest, "How could you believe me when I told you that I loved you when you know I've been a liar all my life" is the new album by American musician Celer, aka Will Long, now living in Japan. Sourced from an electric piano and wooden flute, tape loops were copied to sun-baked cassette tapes, and a warped vinyl tester, using the most basic format-inherent effects. Based on an idea of primitive Americana, it can be seen as a mediation on the different sides of music and cultural perception, or a reflection of inherent imperfections.
プレス・ステートメント
アメリカ南西部にインスパイヤされた "How could you believe me when I told you that I loved you when you know I've been a liar all my
life"は、アメリカ人の音楽家で現在は日本在住のCelerことWill Longのニュー・アルバムである。電子ピアノと木笛を音源にしたテープ・ループを、陽に焼けて劣化したカセットテープと歪んだテスト用レコードにコピーし、フォーマット特有のエフェクトという最も基礎的な方法を用いて制作された。プリミティブ・アメリカーナの一例として、音楽の様々な側面と文化的認知を熟慮した作品であり、また特有の不完全さを熟考した作品といえる。
credits
released July 6, 2015
Music and photography by Will Long
Layout by Rutger Zuydervelt
Translation by Rie Mitsutake
white paddy mountain is a small record label based in Japan.
Chihei Hatakeyama is A Sound Artist And Musician Living On The Outskirts Of Tokyo. chihei-mastering.com
From the always-excellent label Past Inside the Present comes this stunning work of sustained tone and timbre. Gorgeous. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 1, 2022
supported by 19 fans who also own “How could you believe me when I said I loved you when you know I've been a liar all my life”
In Bokeh, Wil Bolton patiently crafted six tracks, where processed field recordings and reverberated synthesizers melodies are carefully balanced.
Chimes, bar-like talks, distant traffic or whispers from the wind frame the story of this release in a very small location. We are only one step away from saying that the artist takes us in his privacy with Bokeh ; and I'll go for it.
Very personal and sensitive, this album takes place behind the closed doors of Bolton's near environment.
Lovely. Dotflac