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Designs In Rhythm

by Ice Choir

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Shelflife (USA) and Fastcut (Japan) are proud to bring you Designs In Rhythm, the sophomore full-length release from Ice Choir, the project of New York based artist Kurt Feldman. Designs In Rhythm will be out September 9th on limited edition vinyl (USA and Japan), CD (Japan) and Digital (Worldwide). It's been four years since Afar, the band's debut album was released; those who have been patiently awaiting a follow-up will find that this record exceeds expectations.

Feldman's experience as a musician boasts both depth and breadth. He's a commercial sound designer and composer by trade, which has informed many of the decisions made on Designs In Rhythm. It has also impacted the way he thought about music during the process. Within the past year, Feldman has collaborated with artists such as Kristin Kontrol, DIIV, and Chairlift; scored an upcoming PS4 game (Gunsport, 2016); produced a film score (Cruise, 2016); and contributed music and sound design to campaigns for numerous iconic brands. It's amazing that he had time at all to work on a new Ice Choir record, but thank god he did.

Designs In Rhythm is a record that was crafted, top to bottom, by Feldman himself. The album's ten tracks are shimmering, infectious, maximalist pop gems. More than that, however, each song acts as a reflection on what it's like to think and create in 2016. Although each song has its own narrative, Feldman believes that allowing the listener to attach their own meaning to his music is more important than his own intention in creating them. This album is one that asks you to unravel, absorb, and sit with it - all things that Feldman makes easy for us, thanks to the lush production and irresistible melodies. Designs In Rhythm is that type of invaluable record that will stick with you for a good while after.

For fans of: Gangway, Yellow Magic Orchestra, Sophie And Peter Johnston, Scritti Politti, Cocteau Twins

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released September 9, 2016

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Ice Choir Brooklyn, New York

Ice Choir is Kurt Feldman

Live Personnel:
Kurt Feldman, Patrick South, Avery Brooks, Raphael Radna

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Track Name: Unprepared
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
Track Name: Designs In Rhythm
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
Track Name: Windsurf
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
Track Name: Variant
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
Track Name: Noosphering
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
Track Name: Amorous In Your Absence
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?
Track Name: Comfortable
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?
Track Name: The Garden Of Verse
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)