Memoryhouse
Memoryhouse is a Canadian dream pop music group formed in 2009 in Guelph, Ontario. The band is signed to Sub Pop. Memoryhouse consists of Evan Abeele (composer) and Denise Nouvion (vocalist). Their sound has been described as similar to that of Beach House.
Reception
In reviewing the 2010 release of The Years, Pitchfork wrote that "the EP clearly sets Abeele and Nouvion apart from their more amateur peers. The Years may be awash in nostalgia, but far from inviting unfavorable comparisons, it mostly confirms that the past was indeed as good as you remember."
Discography
Albums
EPs
Singles
References
External links
Memoryhouse (album)
Memoryhouse is the 2002 debut album by neo-classical composer Max Richter. Originally released in 2002 under the Late Junction label, the album was reissued by FatCat Records in 2009 and 2014 with alternative album artwork.
Critical reception
Memoryhouse received largely positive reviews from contemporary music critics.
Grayson Haver Currin of Pitchfork Media gave the album a very positive review in a retrospective review for the 2014 reissue on FatCat, stating, "Memoryhouse has become a landmark of the amorphous scene that would eventually earn the tags “post-classical” or “indie classical.” Memoryhouse remains audacious but careful, intimate but vivid, innovative but reverent. In 2002, Richter’s ability to weave subtle electronics against the grand BBC Philharmonic Orchestra helped suggest new possibilities and locate fresh audiences that composers such as Nico Muhly and Michał Jacaszek have since pursued. As you listen to new work by Julianna Barwick or Jóhann Jóhannsson, thank Richter; just as Sigur Rós did with its widescreen rock, Richter showed that crossover wasn’t necessarily an artistic curse. Nearly a dozen years later, the material finally got its due."
Memoryhouse
ALBUMS
- The Slideshow Effect released: 2012
Caregiver
There's a ghost in my living room
In silent sets, moving through
The attic in chemicals
Dissolve in two
There's a flaw in my chemistry
The chills swells and follows me
In choirs of cold machines
And they're smoking skin
These bones reside within
The cracks full of medicine
The distant hums that bloom as we run
No way to displace
In broken light
The cold (?) night
A curse (?)
