Gie
him strong drink until he wink,
That's sinking in despair;
An' liquor guid to fire his bluid,
That's prest wi' grief and care:
There let him bouse, an' deep carouse,
Wi' bumpers flowing o'er,
Till he forgets his loves or debts,
An' minds his griefs no more.
To celebrate the beginning of our fifth
year of releases, long-time Stasisfield contributor
Jim Schoenecker has enlisted fellow Milwaukeean (and
bandmate in Collections of Colonies of Bees) Chris
Rosenau, as well as Minneapolis composer Thomas Wincek
(aka Emotional Joystick) to concoct a glowing paean
for scotch whiskey. From its sombre pastoral tones
to its Solomon's Proverbs-derived title, this quarter
hour piece revels in a rich, robust musical stupor
of processed guitars and other electronics - a mellow
malt for your sonic snifter.
