{"id":37776,"date":"2025-01-20T08:48:54","date_gmt":"2025-01-20T08:48:54","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/peraltafinancing.com\/ambient-music\/wil-bolton-quiet-sunlight\/"},"modified":"2025-01-20T08:48:54","modified_gmt":"2025-01-20T08:48:54","slug":"wil-bolton-quiet-sunlight","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/fivemor.com\/?p=37776","title":{"rendered":"Wil Bolton ~ Quiet Sunlight"},"content":{"rendered":"


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\"\"<\/a>The acorns and leaves are piling up, and the yellow, orange and red hues have faded to a muted brown. \u00a0Filtered sunlight is shining through the foliage that remains. \u00a0Flocks are flying overhead; on the ground, the squirrels are burying their winter meals. \u00a0This is the perfect time to release Quiet Sunlight<\/em>, a package that looks, smells and sounds like the season. \u00a0Due to the field recordings \u201cfrom a wood in East London, a beach on the East coast of England and a forest in South Korea,\u201d when the music is played indoors, it sounds like the outdoors.<\/p>\n

We love the description \u201crandom gifts from the autumn forest.\u201d \u00a0Each package is unique. \u00a0When one walks through a forest, one never knows what one will find, a feeling replicated by Wil Bolton<\/strong>\u2018s music. There are birds, of course, tweeting their introduction to the title track and present throughout, as if commenting on the composer as he works. \u00a0Wind whistles through the trees while Bolton plays grand piano, conjuring the images of David Litchfield\u2019s The Bear and the Piano<\/em>. \u00a0The music sounds like a soft stroll, a pleasant reverie, the sojourner in no hurry to get home. \u00a0The ambient washes loop and twirl like leaves falling to the ground.<\/p>\n

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\u201cZelcova\u201d (referring to the elm family) includes lovely vinyl crackle and hiss, akin to the rustle of footsweeps in fallen leaves. \u00a0The Mellotron sounds like wind chimes, conjuring images of an Asian temple. The very timbre is holy. \u00a0At the end, the music drops out, revealing the hum of the world. And in \u201cThe Falling Tide,\u201d Mother Nature meets Moog Grandmother, as water sounds proliferate and the sounds seem to echo and reverberate all around. \u00a0Perhaps more than any other season, autumn is three-dimensional in sound, the uncoupling above joined to the canopy below. \u00a0This beautiful set celebrates the senses of the season, and the quiet, simple moments of revelation. (Richard Allen)<\/strong><\/p>\n