Jacaszek - Treny
Where can I start? I found out about Jacaszek from the All songs considered post in which Lars Gotrich recommended him by saying, On Treny, Polish composer Jacaszek manipulates mournful strings and an ethereal voice, tugging between electronic music and neo-classical composition. Its bleak beauty frequently caught me off guard, sitting motionless, unable to do anything but soak in all 55 heartache-inducing minutes at once.
I loved the song Lars played and got my hands on the album. Lars' was right, with "Treny" Jacaszek produced 55 minutes of such heart-wrenching, poetic, alluring and beautiful music that I was undone. I listened to the whole album in one sitting and then I listened to it again and then I sat silent for an entire evening.
Jacaszek’s wordless magisterial world of delicate string play and beautifully paced voices transforms you into a gothic world that evokes tottering depression, you don't want to leave, you relish it and are inspired by it. It's like walking a deserted boulevard on an autumn morning. Walking down deserted streets, capricious leaves blustering and falling off trees, orange and yellow, the winds lead the world bare, as you walk alone with your lonesomeness and the malignant thoughts that accompany you when no one else wants to or can be around you. Treny came out of nowhere, caught me off-guard and gripped me from behind like a corrupt goddess uttering in my ears, filling me up with its malinger - like molten wax.
Treny has beautiful string arrangements in Cello and Violin strung together with electronic drone and punctuated with harp, piano and haunting voices.
You need to listen to Treny many many times, alone, in head phones, walking untouched alleyways. It deserves a space in your head, it deserves your trust, it asks you to give in and follow where it takes you, it expects unbridled affection, romanticism, melodrama, anguish and tears of looking at something beautiful. Leaving you wallowing in your crushing depression, despair, dole, grief, and heartbreak.
I loved the song Lars played and got my hands on the album. Lars' was right, with "Treny" Jacaszek produced 55 minutes of such heart-wrenching, poetic, alluring and beautiful music that I was undone. I listened to the whole album in one sitting and then I listened to it again and then I sat silent for an entire evening.
Jacaszek’s wordless magisterial world of delicate string play and beautifully paced voices transforms you into a gothic world that evokes tottering depression, you don't want to leave, you relish it and are inspired by it. It's like walking a deserted boulevard on an autumn morning. Walking down deserted streets, capricious leaves blustering and falling off trees, orange and yellow, the winds lead the world bare, as you walk alone with your lonesomeness and the malignant thoughts that accompany you when no one else wants to or can be around you. Treny came out of nowhere, caught me off-guard and gripped me from behind like a corrupt goddess uttering in my ears, filling me up with its malinger - like molten wax.
Treny has beautiful string arrangements in Cello and Violin strung together with electronic drone and punctuated with harp, piano and haunting voices.
You need to listen to Treny many many times, alone, in head phones, walking untouched alleyways. It deserves a space in your head, it deserves your trust, it asks you to give in and follow where it takes you, it expects unbridled affection, romanticism, melodrama, anguish and tears of looking at something beautiful. Leaving you wallowing in your crushing depression, despair, dole, grief, and heartbreak.