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Out Now: “As Árvores Estão Secas e Não Têm Folhas” From Urze de Lume

Second and final chapter of their ode to Autumn. Bonds to both Nature and tradition are at the heart of the band’s rendition of Dark Folk, and both skillfully come together on this acoustic introspective incursion into life’s ever-looming solitude.

“…The trees have grown dry and bare, as have I…”

On their third album, Urze de Lume turn inwards for a soothing journey which illustrates not only departure, but also homecoming, meticulously setting to music memories imbued with both nostalgia and longing.

Inspired by Iberian traditions, their music aims to celebrate the roots which identify a people and bind them to their land.

“As Árvores Estão Secas e Não Têm Folhas” is the second and final chapter of Urze de Lume‘s ode to Autumn, in a follow-up to the acclaimed “Vozes Na Neblina” EP released in early 2017.

‘The sadness transforms to anger, and anger into movement. This is the awakening by fire, and what follows is the Urze de Lume we have known, with a sense of purpose that is mature and shows their development from a simple folk group playing old sounds to a collective of journeymen discovering the old roads. It is not what the old ones did but what they sought that is now in focus.’_Excerpt from review of “Vozes Na Neblina

Although predominantly focused on guitar-based pieces, the leading role in “As Árvores…” is often taken over by the rebec, a bowed stringed instrument whose fiddle-like timbre brings forth an archaic, medieval-like, character to the album’s instrumental canvas, which further expands on occasion to include wind instruments, discreet percussion and bagpipes.

The intentionally minimalist aesthetics seem to match the beauty of bare trees to perfection, yet Urze de Lume‘s use of multiple field recordings allows the hues of autumn to embed deeper into the music.

Now and then, they turn also to narrated poetry to lead us further into the recesses of remembrance, urging the embrace of loss as one welcomes back nighttime, the cold, and a sense of void for times bygone that the arrival of Autumn inevitably brings about.

This is the season where days start to run increasingly shorter and quieter, much like the lives of those to whom Urze de Lume dedicates this solemn work.


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