by Jute Gyte

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Following the style of “Young Eagle” - frequent shifting between unusual meters, multiple freely polyphonic leads – with Verstiegenheit I feel I finally acquired a stable foundation on which to build, which explains how I wrote this album in three months as compared to the years consumed in creating its predecessors. The long progression that opens “The Light That Hangs Above the Fields” was inspired by the descending sequence of seventh chords in the central portion of Neil Young's “A Man Needs a Maid”.

The title “Verstiegenheit” is from Wallace's Infinite Jest; Wallace apparently got it from Bloom's The Anxiety of Influence where its root meaning is identified as “wandering beyond limits”. Wandering beyond limits, via overconsumption and evangelical lust for religious apocalypse, into ecological collapse and secular apocalypse is, as with Young Eagle, the core lyrical theme of the album. Major lyrical influences on the album were Infinite Jest, McCarthy's The Road, DeLillo's White Noise and Jan Swafford's superb biography of Brahms. The final lyrics are from Hӧlderlin, as used in Brahm's Schicksalslied; The final track's subtitle “Late Idyll” refers to Brahms's deceptively serene second symphony.

"Trust me, you've not heard anything quite like this before, and such strange hypnosis provides one of the compelling reasons that Jute Gyte deserves further examination aloft the saturated spectrum of underground darkness... Verstiegenheit might require several exposures before it seeps into the listener's skin, but as usual, Kalmbach is not interested in accessibility, nor the cheap rewards of the easier road. This is impressive, important music, but it flits across the depths of the surreal and secret. It's not coming to you. You're going to have to chase it." -


released May 7, 2011



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Track Name: Gates of Day and Night
An insistent sadness in the texture of things
Dusk, silence, iron chill
Loneliness in the bones
The sharpness of lengthening shadows
The grotesque transition from day to night
The fear and dread of you
All the beasts of the earth
And all the birds of the air
Every creature that moves along the ground
All the fish of the sea
They are given into your hands
Reasons are echoes,
Make no difference
Track Name: Apparition in the Woodlands at Dusk
Alone on the riverbank
The water cool and clean and swift
Black waters and rapid current
A tenuous communion I cannot name
I have to believe that pain is the teacher
Unable to envision even the barest physical certainties
of the death of myself or those close to me
Living with constant pain
Sharp and thin like a needle
The haze of the forest in early November
An echo from the ageless hills
The quiet country of the past
where weeping is hushed and marches are ended
An apparition in the woodlands at dusk
Touching in thin rooms at dawn's low light
Imprisoned in the subjectivity of my memory
What else can there be?
Drunkenness and some vague lonely nostalgia
for something dead long before my birth
I have to believe that pain is the teacher
Track Name: The Light That Hangs Above the Fields
The pathless woods
The lonely shore
The roar of the deep sea
The occulted screeching of owls in winter
The roaring of lions
The howling of wolves
The hopelessness at the heart of lust
The light that hangs above the fields
The church not made with hands
Lost portions of eternity
Too great for the eye of man or his moribund gods
All gone in a flash
The fear and dread of you
Look at it
Look it straight in the face
Look at it and without doing anything, suffer inexpressibly
Suddenly life has no meaning
Track Name: Emblem of Fertile Blood and Death
Enemy battleships lost in the fog
Firing blindly into the endless deep
The clouds are burning
Another great disappointment
The infantile longing for death unveiled
Consciousness is nature's nightmare
History is our own
And from it we awaken one last time
Rotten grain spilling from our bodies
Dying without even once having loved
something more than ourselves
The inalienable right of a billion eternally-newborn kings
The suicidal pleasure of the human alone
Stranded in the solipsist's temple
Ours is the heritage of free men
Free of all power and meaning
Free of everything at last
Track Name: The Frailty of Everything Revealed
A darkness on the edge of town
A flame burning through the forest
Wandering beyond limits
Clambering out on the precipice
We cannot return
What we have lost we cannot regain
It cannot be made right again
And so we are
Wandering the world of ash
Waiting for the end of the end
Dust is our food
Clay is our meat
Like water hurled from crag
To crag,
down into endless uncertainty,
I now give you everything