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Tangerine Dream - Birth of Liquid Plejades

Edited by ShroomZed - May 29 2020 at 18:06

moshkito wrote: Frankh wrote: Tangerine Dream Rubycon, Part 1 The intro, those claustrophobic, stunted chordings remind me of the atmosphere Tolkien described in the mines of Moria, the faint tappings echoing, the very faintest sounds amplified. ... Hi, This is so strange for me, because a book, has as many "visuals" as a piece of music, and for me, they are not the same ... I have too many visuals with TD music, for a book to mix in ... and this one is a bit rare for me, and not likely. I "live" inside the book, just as much as the music, thus the same music would not happen for me. I'm just thinking that what you said is a result of the "not reading" thing in schools ... people don't bother anymore, and it's hard to see a "picture" when it is not COMPLETE. I really don't know how folks think that Wiki is so great, when what it does is hurt what is known as "literature" or "art". I do appreciate it helping folks find and see it more, but to make people think that they know the "visual" now and that it will be the same tomorrow ... suggests that one's attention is not to the "seeing", but to the Wiki information, or someone else's vision/idea which is far out. And what the ladies and some folks mentioned here is far out, but that is about them, not the music, although the music helps bring about some landscapes.

Hi,

I was, as I posted, reading Tolkien for the first time when I was also hearing Rubycon for the first time. This was also my first exposure to Tangerine Dream, I do believe.

It was a very long time ago.

lol

There was no Wiki involved. No Wiki about it.

lol

There may have been some other influences involved. I can neither confirm nor deny.

No. No, make that I will neither confirm nor deny.

lol

Either way, regardless, it was all quite an experience, and I have continued to love both these things, Rubycon and Tolkien's trilogy, and both of these artists, Tangerine Dream and John Ronald Reuel.

To my own personal great enjoyment.

Thanks for responding!

Tangerine Dream

Rubycon, Part 1

The intro, those claustrophobic, stunted chordings remind me of the atmosphere Tolkien described in the mines of Moria, the faint tappings echoing, the very faintest sounds amplified.

Pippin drops the stone down the shaft. It seemed many beats of the heart before it could faintly but clearly be heard, splooshing into some unknown, unknowable, unimaginably great depth.

The mellotron washes that follow the intro are sufficiently beautiful to sound like emerging from the dark depths into Lothlorien, the wind washing through the trees.

The bestial VCS-3 sounds, the chilling calls of the Nazgul.

The sequenced section, the pursuit of the Fellowship by the Ringwraiths through Eriador.

The concluding prepared piano part the confrontation of Gandalf and the Balrog.

The second side, although less evocative in this way, does appropriately end up at the sea. The Grey Havens.





I was reading The Fellowship Of The Ring for the first time when I was listening to Rubycon for the first few times.

If you couldn't tell.

When music inspires me to visualize, it is mostly in abstract forms of color and shape in turn inspired by album art. For example, with Close to the Edge I see a mix of shades of green, jungle-like but not in enough detail to be a jungle.

there is a real movie going on in my head during "Desert Dream". at first I am in a ghost town on the edge of the desert. the new day is dawning. I walk in and out of the houses, see the layers of dust, the cobwebs, the general rot and decay. for some reason I decide to cross the desert. at first this is no problem, but as the sun rises it gets hotter and hotter, and I can hardly move anymore. there is a fata morgana of a graveside with a wooden cross. I gather all the strength I have left in fear of dying too, and I finally arrive at the graveside. the sign on the cross reads: "unknown soldier. ?-1863". I bend forward and touch the cross, and suddenly there is an apparition of a young soldier in blue uniform. he speaks to me with urgency, but there is no sound; I only see his lips moving. finally he gives up, turns and mounts the apparition of a horse with which he rides away into the sky. I look back at the cross, and it now reads "Joseph Baxter. 03-18-1843 - 05-20-1863"


Edited by BaldJean - May 11 2020 at 09:45

The only one that springs readily to mind is Tangram Part One . Its a life cycle from birth to death but I think that is clearly knitted into the structure of the music.