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Designs In Rhythm

by Ice Choir

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Kacho
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Kacho Ice Choir has a killer balance between complex modern-jazz harmonic knowledge and a knack for writing catchy melodies centered around repeating and transformed motives. The result is a collection of tunes that get stuck in your head but avoid the usual earworm issue of being overly simplistic. Designs in Rhythm is one of my favorite albums of the 2010s. Check it out. Favorite track: Variant.
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Jack Cunningham A perfect album. Favorite track: Comfortable.
Smarmar
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Smarmar It's a great sing-along song. Takes me back to my new-wave days when summers were long and love was strong. Thanks, Ice Choir, for keeping the feelings alive. Favorite track: Comfortable.
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Unprepared 04:07
Saw you there in blue Through a chorus of noise As the ocean split in two Dissonant, detuned Found us walking away For a sound more resolute Some kisses Uplifted But distant Diffusing Ending quickly Be still my heart You stop and start What is true? Sure as the arc of Cupid’s arrow I’m unprepared for you Pangs of love sink in It’s a splinter inside: Foreign objects in the skin And now we sing of pain in unison As the phases align We are louder not undone Locked in for An instant Uplifted I’m trying to keep up But trailing Behind the drum My heart is dumb It serves on cue 30 to love; Double-faulting I’m unprepared for you Sly passion, your dagger cuts the air Still reeling, i’m falling hard again Face down in love The moon in blood Hangs askew Gone, dreaming of My assassin I’m unprepared for you
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To whom this finds, Auditors of time I wrought from the ice of twin spires This caustic ring; Valleys of the king Thoughts mired in filth Resounding in finest silk Designs in rhythm Can they disclaim Locomotive aims Outlasting of them and of fate? The hours forgive Destined now to live As blueprints burn In the fade of the spiral urn Designs in rhythm (Refined procedures of the mind) Mere mortal heart Commands but one Still beating when I am done Is a rhythm and a scion Designs in rhythm
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Windsurf 03:16
Each day starting the same Terminal waste and my world’s a screen Exhaust, permanent rain Gray is the taste of this restless sleep But there in the distance Through the sun and the spray Path of least resistance In the arms of the waves… Song from deep in the sea, Some melody tells me it’s alright Waist-deep, bury my dreams Radiant blues to the blackest night I want to windsurf Through the sun and the spray Never feel winter Or these vanishing days Gliding wistfully, a paper plane Skipping through the crashing waves I’ll follow blindly All the teachings of the tide That look in your eyes Of sparkle and sky I’ll follow blindly All the teachings of the tide That look in my eyes: Abandoned desire, Of terror acquired Sundown, hesitant rays Lie in the shade, still the world’s a screen Foot-deep, failing to say, Sailing to fade from this restless sleep I want to windsurf Or some other way To never feel winter Or these vanishing days Tropical notions In vague disarray But I can’t stand the ocean So I file it away
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Variant 03:39
A worn arrangement Which i’ll imbue With stolen chords, Familiar rewards A new formation Mirage of proof; I can because i choose Now, a variant To slake my thirst or make it worse again Or tide me over To tide me over To tide me over Configurations Devoured whole And never tasted Just a variant To slake the thirst or make it worse again Or tide you over To tide you over I’ll tide you over A proxy melody Seconds of majesty Unraveling Did it have to be Another forgery? Destiny! To tide you over To tide you over To tide you over
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Spectacle 01:23
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Noosphering 04:14
Noosphering Engineering Networks reaching, come alive A deeper dive Oft-appearing Interfering Shadows over happiness On precipice of usefulness Am I?… Orphaned bile Serpent-style Always-turning, careless screw; A lasting view Influx servile Surplus exiled Islands of opposing truth Like i would change my mind for you Baited, defensive, appalled (No one’s even listening) Not sated, forever installed (Jubilantly hissing) Collective fixation The names dissolve A narrow reflection One mind evolves Delusional Covert lifestyle Empty profile Vacant ire Uninspired Noosphering Disappearing Optimized, i bleed to you Tired, degraded, incentives recalled (No one’s even listening) Not sated, forever installed (Jubilantly hissing) Collective fixation The names dissolve A narrow reflection One mind evolves Delusional
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I pray under the light of tinted glass, Scan telescoped horizons for your mast With gulls on the shores of all my lunatic chores Calling, “hurry up” Wary as complacency makes passes, Amorous in your absence It’s late, my lover, should i let it go Or wait for you to show? Could offerings to crumbling shrines persuade? I blow a kiss to Erato, she turns the other way While crows on the wires stalk my carrion mind, Calling “hurry up” Feeble as my apathy advances, Amorous in your absence It’s late, my lover, should i let it go Or wait for you to show? Now I’m hollow; Breath, expression, Pressure and shadow Unglued as i wait for your cue Lark on the wind, do you have nothing to sing? Come on, hurry up Even as the irony enhances I’m amorous in your absence It’s late, my lover, should i let it go Or wait for you in my anxious hope?
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Comfortable 03:58
Here in a song, patterns crash to a joyful death Curious lights and supports to which I must bend As the tendrils recoil, i am short of breath An indelible magic that they extend From the background To the foreground A game of satisfaction: A means of getting comfortable Or sensual reaction, A new escape Here we are, but maybe not for long Can it wait? Here in a song where my conscience will never bow Cars speeding past, in the median of the road Think fast, could it burn if i let it glow? Not too deep, not a waste, if it’s functional In the face of planned obsolescence A design without ergonomic limits Measures bound in whimsy Gently sanded by nihilism, Denouncing all but amusement, All but enchantment A game of satisfaction: A means of getting comfortable Or sensual reaction, A new escape Here we are, but maybe not for long Can it wait? From the background To the foreground From the playground To the graveyard A game of satisfaction: A means of getting comfortable Or sensual reaction, A new escape Here we are, but maybe not for long Can it wait?
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Wakened keeper Once interred as the shadows stir Two pale bodies Lips in bloom, the enchanting moon Cryptic roses Now overgrown in the trembling loam Another tome… Has found us in the garden of verse Alive to all that we have disturbed The sentinels of pentameter; A couplet scans The shifting lands Arcing willows Take new forms Villanelle, one of Petrichor Violet spies Innocent designs to… Plant us in the garden of verse With each caress the lines are reworked Some tender words to fasten the roots Now we could never run from you Could never run from you Could never run from you We cultivate the garden of verse A drink of sun as lines are rehearsed The lover’s song; the sweetest perfume Will canonize the ardor of youth (So we could never run from you)

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released September 9, 2016

All songs written, produced, and mixed by Kurt Feldman
Fretless bass by Patrick South on "Variant"
Vocals by Jen Goma on "Amorous In Your Absence"
Mastered by Heba Kadry
Cover art by Valerie Caputo

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Ice Choir Brooklyn, New York

Ice Choir is Kurt Feldman

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Kurt Feldman, Patrick South, Avery Brooks, Raphael Radna

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