|1||Horvitz Morris Previte Trio – Todos Santos||5:36|
|2||Christina Petrie – Ballads||0:51|
|3||Christmas Decorations – Broken Leg Hours||4:14|
|4||Gilles Chabenat and Frédéric Paris – De l'eau et des amandes||5:05|
|5||Antonietta Borgoli – Dindindino Dindindalo||2:52|
|6||Tanto Pressanto – I mues immer a di tänke||3:32|
|7||Yuko Kono – Triangle||2:29|
|8||The Unthanks – Waiting||2:58|
|9||David Lang – just just (after song of songs)||13:14|
|10||Rachel Bonch-Bruevich – Untitled (DDR 1972)||2:13|
|11||Merula – Dags att sova||7:00|
|12||Stella Vander – Ondes||3:49|
|13||Hydroplane – The Love You Bring||7:00|
Time is Away, the London-based duo of Jack Rollo and Elaine Tierney, have made tender and heartfelt transmissions through countless mixes, sound works, live appearances and radio. The duo’s unique mode of storytelling culminates in »Ballads«, a new suite of songs and, significantly, their first officially licensed compilation.
From the opening notes of Horvitz Morris Previte Trio’s jazz romanticism to Gilles Chabenat and Frédéric Paris’s lively reimagined standard, the haunting vocal seance of Tanto Pressanto and the mesmerising swirls of The Unthanks, Yuko Kono and Rachel Bonch-Bruevich, the spirit of Ballads roams through generations of affectionate songwriting and conjures images both candid and surreal. The voice of poet and longtime collaborator Christina Petrie appears briefly and contemplates the “sighs and replies… the space between verses” of the Ballad, its beauty, its place in our lives. What is the Ballad but a reflection of our soul? “Perhaps I’ll wander in search of it”, she bittersweetly concedes.
At the suite’s cusp is an alternate version of David Lang’s 'just (after song of songs)’, a thirteen-minute meditation on devotion that originally featured in Paolo Sorrentino’s »Youth« (2015). The track’s universal themes of faith and desire radiate throughout and elucidate Time is Away’s peerlessly precise yet gossamer touch.
Time is Away is Jack Rollo and Elaine Tierney, two visionary storytellers who map personal, poetic and sometimes playful dérives through the histories of their imagination. The voice is an instrument, a letter from home, the colour of pomegranates... pastoral mysteries and idyllic myths weaved from an inventory of dreams.