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There’s nothing I long for more than placing a microphone near the river or the sea, recording nothing but the voice of water — unfiltered, unspoken, just present. That’s what Ramparts feels like to me. As if someone recorded silence with strings. It has something of a medieval tone — delicate, haunting, ancient — and it pierces in the exact places where I’m most human. It doesn’t shout, it doesn’t rush. It simply is, and it reaches me. The album title, To Record Only Water for Ten Days, feels like a mantra. I love it — so natural, so quiet, so true.
May 31, 2025
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I’ve always had a soft spot for the album ‘To Record Only Water For Ten Days’. Surprisingly the album has some really great electronic / guitar crossover music and is not just recordings of water. John recorded this around the time he was recording Californication. This was my introductory album to John’s eclectic catalog after hearing the song ‘Murderers’ in a skate video.
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One of my favorite songs off of John’s debut solo record recorded during the time of Blood Sugar sex Magic. Mind bending recording techniques on a Tascam 4 track cassette recorder. This is the song I usually show beginners and see how weird they want to get, if they don’t like this song I go more towards the electronic/pop leaning albums.
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With vocal accompaniment from Elizabeth Fraser of Cocteau Twins this hypnotic and cascading track seems to capture you in a daydream.
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The images from Endangered make me feel as though I’m witnessing a moment suspended between serenity and unease. Human bodies, naked and glowing, rise and fall in the water, reaching out as if grasping for air, salvation, or something more abstract — a sense of belonging, perhaps. The underwater light fractures their forms, blurring the line between the individual and the collective, between the human and the elemental. There’s something quietly unsettling in that blend of freedom and vulnerability — a kind of dance poised between life and loss. It strikes me deeply, a visceral reminder of how fragile we are, both as bodies and as a species.
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