WS Burn

I have this fascination with this thing. I'm not quite sure on how to describe it but it is the thing that is present in found photographs, such as the one above which were created without thought of art or display. I find a similar quality attractive in certain musicians that seem to be making music for their own reasons. I can acknowledge that some desire to share their creations is complicit in the act of recording and making their songs available, but it seems to be a truly different experience.

When I first heard WS Burn(At the time still going by The Paper Dolls) I had that feeling that I was sitting with my ear against the heat vent as the tenant above whispered secrets. I couldn't help but wonder who she was. And where did this come from. The curiousity became too much and I emailed "pixie" asking if she would be willing to do an interview. I did not get a reply.

During the first minute of the song her voice is just accompanied by the hiss of the tape, it is dificult to tell what is worbling more her voice or the tape. I guess she could be described as a blues musician. The album has an infectious sadness, which is why I'd file it under blues.

Mother

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This song was found at the Puzzling Music Archive, a really great place. The entire album can be downloaded freely along with many other great albums. I think I will be doing a series of post on some music that I found there, as so much of it is interesting and off the radar.

ps. The image is from The Boat Lullabies an excellent weblog dedicated to found photographs.