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Floating Fields

by Theo Haber

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1.
Monsters 08:53
Why did I have to fall Through these floating fields By chance or time I’m feeling real For I find myself debating If currents had their way Would I finally feel like I’m somewhere that my head wont disobey For you And for me My sense of place determined By the places I am not The joys in life they bubble up In moments that are wrought with Solitude but not grief I tell myself at least Scoping out my bedroom The dust and paper trash We left each other happily The candles burning fast Falling into pages For trusting through the now Sparkles villas call to me It’s that I can’t allow For you And for me My sense of place determined By the places I am not The joys in life they bubble up In moments that are wrought with Solitude but not grief I tell myself at least you’re gone
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Half of coal 02:39
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Jagged sun 03:01
Jagged grass and floating fields eternity When you tried to give me self respect I didn’t have it in me But I didn’t know that Yet I wanted some purpose For myself But I tried to find it in the places That were not vacant and welcoming Like my head
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Fall back again a young man across from me Am i tuning out the train is my music really necessary Heard my name I hope or think I’m slightly different Call back to me they saw a friend from work would they talk a faint remorse i guess I’m quite relived or closed minded these tracks are floating fields double sided and now this box is emptier than before no more old man or child in a stroller at the door I think I might I might just close my eyes and If i miss my stop I guess that’s fine
7.
Sunday morning hunts All by myself I keep it to run Fosters half past sun Down by the bay I’m learning to for one I just don’t know when you want to speak to me Jagged grass and floating fields eternity Frightened for a world, but I’m a speck Gliding for an hour is hard to get
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Cotorized and quartered Spared by flecks of purple glass And tears that grew more quickly Than those fleeting moments pass (a lover falls asleep being grasped) In the arms of their partner Gather dust you feelings Yet they sharpen ever growing Always changing But remaining loyal Colorized and shattered Spared my mind of jagged grass And floating fields I’m sickly All these tarnished mental specks away Give me pleasantries Or the bliss of never knowing harken Back to times when thoughts would come and Go without a second glance Caught in her eyes They shimmer But it’s thinking that draws me down I left for good aware and weary I wish you were around Speak please darling All this time away Egg shelled warnings Just ask me to stay
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All alone 05:47
Tried to find it in the places jagged grass and floating fields Sunday morning I am not alone I am here imperfect shores Falling into pages where ive been and I can’t ignore Missing all the things that we said we would do together All these passing thoughts i just wish they would leave forever Half of coal explodes when i think of the jagged sun crafting a reality where you were here and we weren’t done But the pots and pans and the candles they softly sit near me and around me in castles that don’t exist fighting in a frenzy and cashmere thats warm and white gross approximations convenient but never right I am sitting here and I think of the floating fields all the noise around me hides mosters that are not real asymmetric faces look deep through an apple tree I just want you here In my arms standing next to me thought its best forecasting a glow building on the road antics and behavior fall softly pick up the phone I am still alone here alone can i ask currents pull me away through and through grab my hand home at last

about

When I first became interested in composition, I was drawn to minimalism through personal performance of works by composers such as Steve Reich and Philip Glass. Further study of minimalist music led me in two directions. The first was an awareness of, and engagement with, popular music, and the second was a consideration of large scale form.

I had always listened to popular music but, until recently, I hadn’t found a way to connect it to my own concert music. While I am a student in the classical composition department at the Thornton School of Music, there is also a popular music department. Recently I met a pop songwriter and we started collaborating. With concert music, I was able to hide behind the notes. I felt that I could skirt around vulnerable expression by focusing on abstract sounds blended together to form the pieces that I wrote. But after working with my songwriter friend, I decided it was time to take some additional risks. I wanted to force myself to be vulnerable in a new way within my art. As a composer who has been exposed to many styles of music with voice, I was faced with a dilemma. Which style did I feel most comfortable singing? While working on my concert music, I would practice singing by writing songs. These songs were influenced by the folk Americana music of people like Joni Mitchell or Bob Dylan, and more recently by Justin Vernon (Bon Iver) or Robin Pecknold (Fleet Foxes). I had never considered myself a lyricist but pushed myself to write. As I compiled a few songs, I started to connect them to my instrumental work and the idea of creating an album emerged. By performing my own songs, written in a popular style, I was finally able to connect my popular music interests with my concert music.

My interest in form began with a deep dive into Mahler. I found similarities to minimalism in Mahler's glacial forms and slowly developing musical ideas, but his material was denser and there was room for more active, small-scale change. I also experimented with cues and musical triggers. I wanted to implement large-scale formal planning and cues/triggers in “Floating Fields”.

“Floating Fields” is broken up into two large sections with an intro and outro that bookend the album and a middle track that separates the two sections. The first section consists of songs without lyrics and has a darker tone. Each song in this section is bracketed by a microtonal piano chord. This chord is the backdrop for violin material that acts to cue the middle track “Jagged sun”. The darker material as heard in “Half of coal”, is harmonically dense, consisting of a microtonal chorale that slowly moves up about 30 cents per chord. In “Pans and candles” a slow build increases the speed and intensity of the section. Finally, the material from “Half of coal” is expanded and layered to increase density in “They softly sit”. This song is the climax of the first half of the album.

The second half of the album builds to the outro track, “All Alone”. At the end of “Jagged sun”, there is a different chord, voiced more openly, that plays throughout the second section. This section, while written with a lighter tone musically, is composed entirely of songs with lyrics inspired by in impulse to want to escape quarantine. I populate these tracks with cascading piano and guitar textures and abstract imagery. If the first section is the cold-hard-truth of my situation, the second section, and subsequent outro, are a vain effort to free myself of the monotony of quarantine. “Forecasting a glow” also has words that are my internal monologue, like the tracks in the first section. But, they are somewhat mindless, almost like passing observations when commuting or while sitting in a waiting room. The feeling of uncertainty, but knowing that this lockdown situation was not permanent, was channeled into the latter songs of the work.

Throughout “Floating Fields” I revisit small motives, melodic lines, and both timbral and rhythmic textures. Something that has recently interested me is the reference of other work. I have been listening to the Wu-Tang Clan’s sampling of Thelonious Monk, and to Eric Wubbels’ interpretation of “Gretchen am Spinnrade”. These pieces create a dialogue with other like works by sourcing the material through reference. However, I wanted “Floating Fields” to be a totally personal project so the musical material I was going to reference overtly, i.e. through repetition and/sampling, had to be my own internal language. I did this by picking a few lyrical sign posts that keep appearing, “floating fields”, or “jagged” are some examples. I also used similar alternate tunings, or repeated bitonal chord progressions that appear in various tracks. By doing this, I hoped to create a sense of internal cohesion through reference while also subverting the expectation of what the modern album often is: simply a collection of recorded songs.

Because the modern album seems to encourage single-song listening, I wanted to push back against that by making a full piece of music that works as a 40-minute composition, but with individual songs for shorter listening experiences if desired. For general music listeners, I hope to intrigue them during the first half of the album and to present them with material they might not expect in a singer-songwriter type work. For the new music listener, I hope to interest them through the juxtaposition of experimental, microtonal sound-scapes, and produced, un-notated
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released December 22, 2021

Written, recorded, performed, produced by Theo Haber. Mastered by Ethan Moffitt

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