It’s the seventh gig of the Soundscapes Do Dixie tour and we’re beyond the half-way point, heading into the final stretch.[endtease] What better time to reflect upon what has been, what is to come and what might yet be achieved. At least that's what this gig suggests to these ears. In Atlanta Robert had noted, to his surprise, he had found himself playing King Crimson repertoire in the dressing room before the gig. Here, during the opening moments of Queer Space Whole Tone, tiny snippets of old Crimson float past like specks of dust, just catching the light. However, what’s really important here isn’t the vaguest hint of Fracture but rather the presence of rapture, that smouldering force swelling up within the music. Whilst some Soundscapes can be very open-ended, Belcourt has a deep sense of resolution to it, of something being accomplished. Listening to this music can be a draining experience that uncovers all kinds of emotions, feelings and state of mind; tears, regret, loss, bliss, peace, uneasiness, sadness, acceptance and so on.
If that’s what it can be like for the careful listener what might it be like for the guitarist?
