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Lost
Trail
- Winter EP MP3 EP 2015 | Silber 210 7 tracks, 19 minutes $1 download ~ Forestpunk For 5 years Lost Trail has been putting out massive amounts of ambient, experimental, drone, & post rock music. We're pleased to present their Winter EP that provides moments of minimalist reflection as well as walls of burial in the snow. : Press Release : Digital Booklet : Prefer to listen on Bandcamp? Track Listing: Wolves At The Peak Frost Flower Overwintering Snowfall On Tape Parhelia/Paraselene If You Become Stranded Icicle Doorframe |
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| Reviews: For most Forestpunks, Lost Trail need little introduction. We’re longstanding fans of the beguiling soundworlds of North Carolina’s Zachary and Denny Corsa, spending countless hours getting lost in their crumbling kingdom of decrepit field recordings and amorphous electronics. With Forestpunk being based out of our gloomy corner of the universe in Portland, Or., we don’t get a whole lot in the way of Holiday Cheer. It’s less Winter Wonderland and more Winter Wasteland. While much of world plays in snow drifts, ice skating on ponds, going for sleigh rides, or whatever other Norman Rockwell-isms people get into during the Cold Weather months, our streets turn to sheets of black glass asphalt and the sky is an unbroken sheet of leaden grey skies. Portland’s winters are the natural defense mechanism of the Pacific Northwest, to keep from being overrun by Californians. Still, we get a bit homesick for the industrial wastelands of Chicago around this time, with the lights of Michigan Ave. reflecting in fluffy banks of snow drifts and prismatic icicles. And as anyone who has grown up in very inclement weather can tell you, these seasons are times of very conflicting emotions. The lights are beautiful on the trees, and it can be nice to see long lost friends and relatives. The winds can also be like razor and surgical steel needles, and the advent of reunions can be more dread and stomach acid than feel good reminiscence. Lost Trail seem to wrap up the months of November and December in a pretty tinsel bow and deliver them to all us orphans and transplants, which is no easy feat! Lost Trail’s drones seem hollowed out and misty, giving the sensation of walking in a peaceful cone of silence. They remind us to stay centered, no matter where we are, to seek the stillness and holiness in the dark quiet of these long nights. Like Remora, it’s easy to imagine Winter sounding good, no matter the season. And if you’re new to the Trail, Winter is a fine trailhead to climb on board and get lost! ~ Forestpunk |
