Fragments Of A Former Moon

by LIGHTNING IN A TWILIGHT HOUR

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FORMATS: Double-LP [Clear Vinyls] [Limited Edition of 500 copies] / CD Digipak ➔ On sale clicking here: bit.ly/1yacM3n / Digital Album

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The moment has finally arrived and we couldn’t be happier or more satisfied - we have LIGHTNING IN A TWILIGHT HOUR’s first album in our hands. LIGHTNING IN A TWILIGHT HOUR is Bobby Wratten’s new project, which we were talking about recently because of the introductory Mini-LP “Slow Changes”. And there is not a doubt in our minds that Bobby Wratten’s fans are going to feel tremendous happiness when they listen to the songs that make up this first LP, “Fragments Of A Former Moon”.

It’s an album that shows off the two most remarkable facets of the songwriter: pop melodies that intertwine melancholic and evocative shades with an ambiance of experimentation in which the music becomes a bucolic, intoxicating landscape. In this first section we definitely include the album’s opening song, “The Memory Museum”, which carries the songwriter’s unmistakable mark, and which reminds us of other songs from the TREMBLING BLUE STARS period. “The Pattern Room” has a touch of the BBC Radiophonic Workshop about it and sees the band with Trish Keenan of BROADCAST very much in their thoughts on this “Die Brücke” inspired song. “The Passerby” delves into the melancholy of Mark Hollis’s more introspective albums, with certain baroque touches, while “Fever Dreams Of Emilia” and “Taking The Figure Out Of The Landscape” fit more into the instrumental section, constructing evocative textures along the lines of genre-masters Brian Eno and LABRADFORD, creating dense, hazy sensations, and always leaving room for the tones and registers to stretch out into the harmonic horizons.

“The Absentee” brings a warm, acoustic touch with baroque accents, but without abandoning the territory of sadness to tell a tale of an absent poet and the sea. “Unanswered” begins with a sonic landscape but soon opens up for Bobby Wratten’s voice, which navigates slowly through outlines of white noise and plaintive rhythms, but leaving traces of hope in the seas of tears. “I Dreamt Music” is a declaration of their intentions, entering a dreamlike world, based once again on repetition and atmospheric creation. The softly psychedelic “Night Traveller” reminds us at times of GALAXIE 500 and OPAL, a song that recovers a lighter and more pristine tone to let “Starfields” add the final brush stroke with a cloak of night stars to an album that is a state of mind in and of itself, a painting of clean lines and transparent colours.

There is no doubt that followers and steadfast fans of Bobby Wratten’s career will need to recover their breath upon seeing that Bobby has not abandoned the songwriting path, and that he keeps leaving a clear mark of his qualities and infinite inspiration. This is an album for a silent and solitary night.

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released April 20, 2015

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Track Name: The Memory Museum
Torn between
Trying to out run the past
With its habit of having the last laugh
And the things
I’ve no wish to forget
Which leave a need that can’t be met
Being present is so hard
When more and more
Our memories are what we are

Feeling lost
And knowing I won’t be found
The bittersweet taste of old ground
It’s always here
Yet the past is always gone
And I’m nearly always on the run
On the run

Nothing’s gained
By dwelling on what did not last
But it’s so easy to fall for temptation
And the spirit may
Seem to roam so wild and free
But it’s a freedom seen from a prison
Looking back on what’s been and gone
Despite your reflection
You feel no different to that person

Feeling lost
And knowing I won’t be found
The bittersweet taste of old ground
It’s always here
Yet the past is always gone
And I’m nearly always on the run
On the run

It’s always here
Yet the past is always gone
And I’m nearly always on the run
On the run

In the end
Don’t you have to tell yourself
How there’s nothing for you there?
In the end
Shouldn’t you at least try to
Only ever look ahead?
Look ahead
Track Name: The Pattern Room
The hinterland
City streets
Remote resorts

Feverish
Primitive
Lines of force

Against careers
Fathers too
… Space and freedom

We know not where
We’re going to
We’re just leaving

The rhythm
The rustling
Of colours
The yearning
To understand
All that’s felt and seen

Ideals and hope
The pattern room
Pioneering

We know not where
This bridge leads to
That we’re building

The rhythm
The rustling
Of colours
The yearning
To understand
All that’s felt and seen

The rhythm
The rustling
Of colours
The yearning
To understand
All that’s felt and seen
Track Name: The Passerby
No longer a flightless bird
No longer bound to the earth
She’ll age no more
She’ll age no more
The passerby

She softly stepped
Into freedom
Embraced escape
Stole away
And we remain

This started with his end
Never again
Will she
Write in lipstick
On bathroom mirrors
‘Bring him back,
Please bring him back’

A new haircut
A forced smile
Dying all the while
‘A sorrow I never want to forget’

She softly stepped
Into freedom
Embraced escape
Stole away
And we remain

Eternally
She’ll glisten and glitter
Stare from shadows
Peer through colours
The passerby
Track Name: Fever Dreams Of Emilia
Instrumental
Track Name: The Absentee
Oh the devil’s making mischief
Dirty rags that hang
From black lines to the south west

A fog upon the sea
No sailor among them

Washed up on the shore
A pocketful of Keats
Build a pyre on the beach

She’s kneeling on the dark sand
Sad grey eyes
The smoke begins to rise

With the absentee
The wild scenery
Appears to harmonise

Well-kindled flames of yellow
Glisten and quiver
Yet the heart remains entire
A spirit soars
Over old watchtowers

Nothing fades
Just a sea change
Track Name: Taking The Figure Out Of The Landscape
Instrumental
Track Name: Unanswered
Judgements that were harsh
Did not see me change
So what if for this world
I was not meant or made?

I lived my life the way I felt
I did not cease to be myself
Foolishness and prejudice
Never got their way

And in this hotel room tonight
Of course there’s no-one by my side
In room 1005

Everyone has gone
The carnival’s moved on
Left behind with loneliness
My body aches from longing

I knew the price that I’d be charged
Living a lie was never on the cards
For I was nothing
Nothing if not honest

And in the Diplomat Hotel
There is one thing I know so well
I love and I am not loved
Love and I am not loved

Nothing else matters or makes much
Of a difference without love
To softly cradle you
Through till morning

3 a.m. emptiness
I do not know happiness
There hasn’t been an answer yet
And I’m always calling

In room 1005
Track Name: I Dreamt Music
Distant buildings
Slowly appearing
Through a winter storm

One point of light
A flame that melts the heart
A candle in the dark

Dawn breaks
Night falls
The stars return
Return

Kneeling in the blue light
Listening for a whisper
Kneeling in the blue light

Rain on the rooftops
Rain rippled water
Thunder rolls once more

Wind in the treetops
Dust in the sunlight
That spills across a wooden floor

The long summer evenings
The longer nights that follow
Through changing seasons
Time escapes

A green world of birdsong
A grey sky of snowflakes
Blown every which way

Dawn breaks
Night falls
The stars return
Return

The gold will turn
To icicles
It’s a losing game
You can’t conquer change

Kneeling in the blue light
Listening for a whisper
Kneeling in the blue light
Track Name: Night Traveller
Escape into sleep, night traveller
Lulled by the night’s gentle song
A freedom unlike any other
Once we slip under we’re gone

Safe in the arms of the night shift
The moon, the stillness and stars
You broke away with such softness
Now nobody knows where you are

Escape into sleep, night traveller
A world apart, awaits
To travel without ever leaving
To not always be contained
Track Name: Starfields
Instrumental