Impermanence

by Jute Gyte

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Atmospheric Black Metal Cat Just mayhem . Absolutely beautiful , well composed mayhem .. the sound of everything barreling towards the inevitable final end . Favorite track: Hermit Haunter of the Lonely Glen.
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orangutan_marmalade The textures are really dark but kind of beautiful. I feel like this album is heavier on the bass end than some other jute gyte albums and its a plus. The slide guitar gives a spooky edge to a black metal album. Favorite track: The Old Hills' Indifference.
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BranMakMorn Jute Gyte is all the black metal you'll ever need. The catalogue is daunting, but I think this is an excellent entry point.
Thank you Adam. Favorite track: The Old Hills' Indifference.
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natasha dawn a nonstop adventure through an hour of intricately written walls of sound. Kalmbach's compositional skill shines through the entirety of this album, and it is equally as catchy and hook-y as it is impenetrable and confusing. Favorite track: The Wild Rain.
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Every track on this album save the title track features distorted lap steel guitar, the timbre of which I adore. The microtonal possibilities of the instrument were appealing to me but I missed the pitch precision that frets provided. I did not use the lap steel on the later two albums of this trilogy but it was one of the factors that led to my eventual adoption of the 24TET guitar, which I find an agreeable compromise between microtonal freedom and precision. The title track is played on ukulele.

The lyrics and aesthetic of the album were inspired by Romantic music and poetry, especially the poetry of Edward Thomas (calling Thomas a Romantic is really reductive so forgive me), whose “Rain” provides the lyrics for the second track.

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released November 14, 2011

Created March - July 2010
All music, lyrics and design by Adam Kalmbach
II based on the work of Edward Thomas
V based on the work of John Clare
VI based on the work of Arnold Bax and Fyodor Dostoyevsky
VII based on the work of George Meredith

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Track Name: Meaninglessness and Waste
Age and pain and decay and death
Tower unimpeachable above every moment
And what I give and do not give
disappear tracelessly
Stones dropped into an endless well
The wind stirs the trees
I hear the builders striking with their hammers
and see the ruins
and the emptiness within the ruins
Vast and meaningless
An infinity and eternity of emptiness
Meaninglessness and waste
Hollow nothing
A boundless black veil
Swallowing all dimensions
And I know
And we know
The wind stirs the trees
Sunlight creeps through the branches
A reflection caught in a stream
Track Name: The Wild Rain
Rain, midnight rain, nothing but the wild rain
On this bleak hut, and solitude, and me
Remembering again that I shall die
And neither hear the rain nor give it thanks
For washing me cleaner than I have been
Since I was born into this solitude.
Blessed are the dead that the rain rains upon:
But here I pray that none whom once I loved
Is dying tonight or lying still awake
Solitary, listening to the rain,
Either in pain or thus in sympathy
Helpless among the living and the dead,
Like a cold water among broken reeds,
Myriads of broken reeds all still and stiff,
Like me who have no love which this wild rain
Has not dissolved except the love of death,
If love it be towards what is perfect and
Cannot, the tempest tells me, disappoint.
Track Name: Partial Wing
Among the trees at dusk
Gray grass, green moss, burnt-orange fern
A fallen tree consumed by bramble
The remains of a bird devoured by insects
We are quieted by trees and stones
By the illusion of stasis
Against the encroachment of time
Eyeless gaze, partial wing, gray talons
That passed away
So may this
Track Name: Hermit Haunter of the Lonely Glen
Hermit haunter of the lonely glen
Common wild and heath
Lone heath and melancholy pond
The desolate face of rude waste landscapes
far away from men
A feeling I cannot describe
of lone seclusion and hermit joy
Smoke curls upwards through the naked trees
For a moment the lie becomes truth
Track Name: The Old Hills' Indifference
The old hills' indifference
The paths that lay forgotten
The skeleton weeds
And the never-dry, rough, long grasses
The ruins of presumed meaning
The impossibility of stepping
Rose-crowned
Into the darkness
The promise of equalizing putrefaction
To return to the bosom of mother earth
like frightened children
yearning to fall asleep on the withered bosom
of their decrepit mother
and to sleep there forever
Death makes things appear as they are
Abject impermanence
The old hills' indifference
Track Name: A Wind Sways the Pines
A wind sways the pines,
And below
Not a breath of wild air;
Still as the mosses that glow
On the flooring and over the lines
Of the roots here and there.
The pine-tree drops its dead;
They are quiet, as under the sea.
Overhead, overhead
Rushes life in a race,
As the clouds the clouds chase;
And we go,
And we drop like the fruits of the tree,
Even we,
Even so.