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Reykjavík Grapevine - 07.04.2017, Blaðsíða 33

Reykjavík Grapevine - 07.04.2017, Blaðsíða 33
‘The Aristókrasía Project’ by Úlfur Eldjárn Words: Úlfur Eldjárn Photo: Art Bicnick The project started as an outlet for ideas that didn’t fit my band Appa- rat Organ Quartet or my work as a composer. It turned into this cryptic concept album, a retro-futuristic dys- topia of space travel, human-machine relationships and science. Musically it combines my weaknesses for both analog synthesizers and classical in- strumentation. On the record I was lucky enough to work with a quartet of incredibly talented string players, and my friend Samuli Kosminen add- ed his unique style of modified drums, scrapyard percussion and progressive laptop electronics to the mix. Dagsbrún The opening song sets the stage for the album’s hidden narrative. “Dagsbrún” means “dawn” or the “edge of dawn.” I wrote it after gazing at one too many paintings by Simon Stålenhag. I think the terror in his pictures is apparent in the song. Blue Eyes At the time of writing this song I was reading a fantastic science fiction novel called ‘Blueprints of the A f terl i fe’ by an American author, Ryan Boudinot. The novel is very psychedelic, full of mind-bending ideas about the future, writ- ten out of real concern for life and the damage we are doing to it. I was also thinking about the artificially intelligent supercomputer called Deep Blue that beat world cham- pion Garry Kasparov in a chess match in 1997. An incredible feat and defeat for mankind. Somehow I got its name wrong and called it “Blue Eyes,” which I also liked. Hands Up in the Air Originally I was trying to create something for synthesizers in the spirit of Debussy and late romantic French composers, but it ended up being a kind of a brainless party an- them for space travel. Afterwards I realised some influence from M|A|R|R|S’s classic hit “Pump Up the Volume” may have slipped in there. Poyekhali This is my homage to Soviet cos- monaut Yuri Gagarin, who became the first man to see the Earth from space. I’ve always been fascinated by the fact that the Soviets man- aged to pull off this mission in 1961, without any of the digital equip- ment or fancy computer technol- ogy that we have today. The lyrics are based on his communication with Ground Control during the flight, where he describes the emo- tions and thoughts going through his mind as he orbits the Earth. He expresses wonder and amazement about how beautiful the Earth is, and warns us that we must do ev- erything to preserve it. It’s pure poetry. “Poeykhali!” means “Let’s go!” in Russian, which were Gaga- rin’s last words before takeoff. The History of Science The lyrics in this song are my mis- erable attempt at telling the histo- ry of science in less than 100 words. I’m interested in the way science has become our philosophy of life. It has replaced religion, art and poetry as a source of spirituality. We seek elevation and inspiration from watching wildlife documen- taries or reading science journals. Science is our new gospel. I Feel Love I was trying to write a love song about some kind of relationship between a human being and an ar- tificially intelligent entity. I had in mind that scene from ‘Electric Dreams’, where the female lead is practising on her cel- lo and the computer starts interacting and playing along with her. Bon Voyage A tribute to the Voy- ager mission. Voyager 1 and 2 are unmanned s p a c e c r a f t w h i c h have travelled further into space than any- thing else from Earth. They were launched in 1977, so this year they will have been travelling for 40 years. Both of the Voyagers carry a copy of the ‘Golden Record’: a unique collection of sounds, im- ages and data that were chosen to represent humanity if either of the spacecraft would ever come into contact with other lifeforms. LISTEN &SHARE: gpv.is/tt05 33The Reykjavík Grapevine Issue 05 — 2017 ALL DAY © 2 0 17 D D I P H o ld e r L L C . Dunkin Laugavegur 3 Kringlan Hagasmári 9 Leifstöð Fitjar ALL BAGELS 599ISK. EVERY DAY “It ended up being a kind of a brainless party anthem for space travel...” TRACK BY TRACK WAR IS OVER! IF YOU WANT IT Happy Christmas from John & Yoko (and The Laundromat Cafe) All needislove you !
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