the loneliest of creatures (2002)

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A concept album about a space probe who goes out into the universe in hunt of intelligent life, and its dialog with Houston as it slowly passes out of communication range.
TAGS: experimental sound sculpture, avant garde, concept album, space music, experimental electronica. Featuring samples from Sputnik, morse code, and the aroura.

reviews 

"[The Loneliest of Creatures] is one of the most ethereal and hauntingly beautiful albums to be released this year. Jordan Reyne is a truly experimental musician, willing to overthrow any preconceived notions of "how music should be" in order to expand her art" Chaff (Massey University, New Zealand)


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All songs written, performed and recorded by Jordan Reyne at DDV Laboratories except : Transmissions : strings written by Victoria Kelly, performed by Ashley Brown and recorded by Andre Upstart at Helen Young Studios, New Zealand. Artwork by Mary McGreggor-Reid. Mastering by Johnny Chrome. Samples from: CIT Radio Lab, Radio New Zealand, Sounds of India (Zero G) Mastering & technical input by Johnny Chrome. Executive Producer: Robert McDermott.

Acknowledgements: Samples: field recordings (thanks to the CIT radio Lab), Zero G (Sounds Of India), Pro Samples (Choirs), Gravis Ultrasound & Soundblaster (Synth Patches) and Stephen P McGreevy's ground-based ELF-VLF recordings.



lyrics - the loneliest of creatures


The Long Goodbye

Houston
thanks for listening.
Its been nice to think there's someone out there
though Im never sure.
Its a long time sine we last spoke.

This will be my last message
number v2-200-111 for reference
my power supply is low and
it may never reach you.
Im so far from the sun now.

Yesterday
I passed and unknown planet.
known only in your records as 'X'
it was a blue planet,
swathed in the mists of
a long awaited peace
turning so slowly
that its day takes a thousand years.
There's a red scar on its eastern surface
from the explosive angers
of its youth.

I took a picture.
For your records Houston.
I have remaining memory for these things,
but no power with which to send them
in this - my last message.

and it is a shame
you would have liked it

 

No Carrier

Can you hear me
Houston?
Always
remember me.
its been so long.

heaven is so far
heaven is,
so far..
heaven is
so far away from me