this is our first album
Catriona paying the harp with found objects - whisks, boxes, a guitar steel, sticks and knitting needles
Alistair looping, distorting, ring modulating...
invisible from land and sea: until the streams overflow / surveying the greatness of it all / moved along by the ceaseless tide of our own forward steps / the stones and the woods and the trees only told what you knew already / between hope and terror / transformed into these lacy fiery fragments
words: Angus Peter Campbell, images/design: Robert Hakalski