Scorces - I Turn Into You

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5...according to our Brian on Thu 24 Jul, 2008.

Scorces are a far more ambient proposition, yet no less creepy. 'I Turn Into You' is the kinda music you'd expect from some lo-fi psychological horror about heroin addicts turning into baby horses and eating babies. Well maybe not, that's just my kerayzee imagination running riot. So yeah, this is well Eraserhead this music, hardly -there wonky, woozy guitar fragments mixing it downtown with eerie pedal steel manipulation, very minimal but utterly compulsive. Then the ghostly female vocals glide in like Kim Gordon in a zombie trance sleepwalking naked in Thurston's dreams. It's a very curious album is this, Christina Carter and her mates vibing you out with off kilter tones and silent, spectral shapes of brittle sound & nothingness. I truly love it, I wanna have this as my sleepy time music & have dreams about woods dissolving. Ace.

Most musical matters seem to cycle through rise/crash wave patterns of popularity and lately it seems that the duo formation is for some reason at the crest of its particular prevalence/relevance. Perhaps it's something to do with the faster psychic communion that births between a pair (vs a 5+ gang-style band). Or maybe it's just to save on gas $$. Either way: very few fringe duos of the 2000s have succeeded in so fully utilizing the witchy, wordless, and wondrous bond of the twosome formation as Scorces' twin figureheads Christina Carter (also of Charalambides, Bastard Wing, etc) and Heather Leigh Murray (Taurpis Tula, CEO of Volcanic Tongue, more). Their early incarnation as East Texas fried-folk loners instantly struck a chord in clued-in heads for both its bold formless experimental moods as well its instantly gripping emotional power. Their 2003 masterpiece on Eclipse, Vivre Avec La Bete, captured their magic craft perfectly, and in retrospect has definitely cast a heavy influence over a whole host of today's underground's voice-based lonesome drifters. So it is with amplified honor that we offer up this latest tome of spells unearthed from the Scorces' vaults: I Turn Into You. Nearly 70 minutes of pedal-steel guitar tendrils, basement dust, whispered melodies, enchanted strings thrummed against the quiet, and possibly the planet's single intensest dual free-crooning chemistry (as anyone who caught one of their Fall '07 opening sets on the solo Thurston Moore tour can attest) sprawled across four spectral sides of black vinyl. All tracks were recorded several years ago back at Charalambides HQ in Houston, TX by psych-guitar journeyman Tom Carter, and they've aged like oil paintings (cracking, majestic, immense). Housed in embossed, metallic ink jackets designed by Marcia Bassett (with a racy poem by the Scorces' ladies on the back), plus an 11x11 insert with info and a live shot. Edition of 500.

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