"HOUNDED BY FURY "
(Hwyl Records 2006)
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"ANATOMY OF DISTORT"
(Hwyl Records 2005)
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"As the originator and driving force
behind Hwyl Nofio, Yorkshire based Welshman Steve Parry explores and exploits
an ongoing collision between harmony and disharmony. Largely built around
Parrys abstract guitar patterns, the music on Anatomy Of Distort is
too harsh and jagged to qualify as Ambient, but is subtly compelling as it
shifts between drone, embryonic melody and crackling elemental noise. Parry
has described what he does as a marriage of dilemmas being resolved
in another space, and indeed the repeated pattern of tension and resolution
provides the album with an unconventional kind of momentum, replacing rocks
normal linear dynamic with a series of fractured dialogues in which disfigured
musical elements guitar, piano, organ, strings collide and merge
with abstract blocks of sound. Parrys previous album Hymnal, contained
more musical signposts, including a brass band, but hes travelled further
off the musical map, further exploring his musics textural possibilities."
Tom Ridge - The Wire - June 2005.
"HYMNAL"
(Hwyl Records 2002)
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"THE SINGERS AND HARP PLAYERS ARE DUMB"
(Hwyl Records 1999)
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"Music for an abandoned art gallery - don't play alone, at night, with the lights out..."
Buzz Magazine
"Supernaturally self-obsessed isolationist guitar, piano 'n' noise doodles that simply refuses to rock. I think I'm in love! And not just because the sixth track is called "Angel Tits"
Melody Maker
Multi instrumentalist and composer Steve Parry
has produced a work of haunting beauty and timeless depth in The Singers
his
ethereal piano chimes and drone-like resonance pervade this album. In a slowly
unfolding landscape that seems to defy time, these pieces feel less composed
than discovered: lingering like mists swirling and eddying in frost hollows.
The listener almost comes upon them by accident. They are delicate yet surprisingly
robust pieces of music that both unnerve and settle with equal measure.
There is something austere about Parry's modus operandi that makes every note
and their place in the ensuing soundscape feel significant but also ascetic
yet this is coupled with a purity of spirit that makes this music ultimately
benevolent.
It unfolds with consummate ease and in a manner that feels almost predestined
and presents beautifully contrasted aural textures. 'Gravitate To The Green
Hut' is a good example. Parry's church organ drone builds with cyclical simplicity
only to be interrupted by an exquisite banshee wail that destabilises the
initial mood of the track. Throughout, compositional concepts are both elemental
in structure and metaphor. Simple, yet texturally disparate, elements combine
in unpredictable patterns and Stainsby's overall engineering prowess produces
absolute clarity of sound, doing deserved justice to the level of compositional
integrity. The layers of sampled sound input are also highly subtle: sometimes
just a hint to provide an undertone or, as in the case of 'The Celestial Male
Voice Choir' on the eponymous track, providing a momentary but indisputable
presence.
Parry sites both John Cage and Jimi Hendrix as inspiration but the combination
that immediately comes to mind, not so much in style as in attention to layered
detail and the resultant overall mood, is Brian Eno's work with David Bowie.
There is the same slightly mournful essence and feeling of impending desolation.
This is even echoed in the 'hidden' portion of the last track, 'Glass Floor
No Door', where a flock of bleating sheep have the final say. This trait must
not be mistaken for morbidity, indeed Parry's work exhibits much that is life-affirming,
yet the overall ambience is one of melancholy.
John Cratchley
(John Cratchley writes for THE WIRE)
It's kind of a hard record to explain. But I've been listening to this almost every night when I go to bed, if that tells you anything. Dark and dreamy and cinematic. Somewhere between musique concrete, Stars Of The Lid, David Darling (solo cello) and drone ala Jonathan Coleclough, Troum or Mirror. Hwyl-Nofio is Steve Parry, and the records sound centres around his restrained, haunting piano, sometimes prepared, sometimes effected, but always simple and gorgeous. Dark, slowly building sombre bass swells endlessly as melancholy piano hesitantly joins in. Warm washes of whispery rumble spread like thick rich fog, spilling from the speakers as distant high-end notes twinkle and sparkle. Wheezing dissonance is laid beneath, subtle clatter, plucked guitar, and throbbing pulses.
THIS HAS BECOME MY ABSOLUTE FAVORITE BLISS OUT, LATE NIGHT, CHILL OUT RECORD EVER! SO GORGEOUS AND SO GOOD
Andy (Aquarius Records)
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