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A Gentle Collapsing

by Remnant Three

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1.
It’s imminent the collapse of his surroundings To break the cold with detached expectancy Before I wade into the lonely fire I must reject my gilded infancy I never learned to curb these visions of love You threw them away, I never wanted them That’s my soul accelerating into silence This distancing hurts, the vision begins to fade The doubts devalue all the ceremony They coil against and encircle all my dreams To be so concerned by a shapeless enemy Is to condemn oneself of all that felt so good Silence condenses the emotions The reduction is so easier to read But what does he feel? Why is a smile forming? He’s ceaseless in his devotion to you
2.
Permanent 05:07
The sadness has begun She’s paralyzed and numb Confusion turns to stasis The depression seems so changeless She let these symptoms breed To dispirit what she needs The offering is painless There’s nothing left to feel with She’s proceeding with her cause Slighting all her thoughts Feeling such dismay She colors in the gray The aridity of fate Will disintegrate In this emotive dryness She breathes the air that’s timeless To embrace such fevered warmth In rejecting what is cold She polarized her wants And in between she’s lost Hear her final drone Now she’s all alone The sadness it surrounds me It pulls me in quite closely
3.
Anomie 04:39
Brother, I ask will you save me? I enjoy the heat from the flame I never had intimations That envisioned me in this way Withdrawn I signal my conscience To diminish what I destroyed So take this emotion are you willing To throw this remnant away? This moment caught up with me Forgive my taste for suspicions But you never think what you say Words are letters From another one’s thoughts Yet enough to cause my dismay So my mind’s been crippled by living It’s a building on the brink of decay Remnants are loved When the building’s torn down But my feelings don’t mean much today This moment caught up with me My state’s in anomie A lonely voice transmits my choice The enemy surrounds you When you create and then destroy The anger it’s a part of you A part of you inside of you Brother, it’s a part of you Looking straight inside of you
4.
A direct descent from living The pulse is sent away Activity is fading I wanted you to stay Psychic renovations Induce a dormant stage A wishing to portray A boy removed from pain Listen to the predicant Stating his decree Disbelieving such an incident Is endemic to me Psychic renovations Tempering my fate A union of one another Or are you one of the other?
5.
Nothing is worth saying A disease befitting me A fleeing dissipation A waste of dignity It’s a part of my conscience It’s something I can’t destroy All I hear is droning An echoed fading boy These words they did not reach you It’s a feeling you’ve yet to see A returning back to nothing And embrace grief quietly These doubts are thrown upon you My spirit begins to fade Impermanently faithful To maintain what’s killing me The dissonance is piercing My mind and my soul is frayed It’s your disassociation No form no hope for me No form no hope for me No form no hope for me No form no hope for me
6.
The center of all this droning Silently shapes her mourn You listlessly gave Your heart away To quell your final thoughts Ephemeral and gone Our love will burn With the sun Burning the sun It shrouds our love The watch in my hand It curtains our time Turn your head over closely The movement is dimmed See the sun through your fingers Feel the warmth on your hand
7.
My insides wane in fear The tenor of my soul is frayed Can I awake form this inconstant fate Or will my savior come too late? Or will my savior come too late? When I devalued all below you The sky in heaven shined This incisive feeling shapes my being Am I now closer to living? Am I now closer to living? The visions you keep no more I can’t see the one I adore And when you refrain from feeling It plagues my destiny I’m sure This is my life without you My spirit dries up before you As I kept my wound from healing Caressing the bosom of truth I invoke my thoughts to reason And enshrine this detached mind It’s a cold removal inside my window Is all the closeness gone now? Is all the closeness gone now? Is all the closeness gone now? The visions you keep no more I can’t see the one I adore And when you refrain from feeling It plagues my destiny I’m sure This is my life without you My spirit dries up before you As I kept my wound from healing Caressing the bosom of truth
8.
'M.L.' 08:00
The angels you shape in your head You fear when they reach for your hand This immortal impulse wanes To your faithful devotion to pain You pale to the whiteness of dawn But innocence fades and it’s gone The moment the angels plead You drift your soul into sleep What do they ask from you? What do they ask from you? What do they ask you to do? Look at the shame that’s inside And breathe from your heart to my hand Disseminate all your dismay In denial, contemplate Detachment sometimes it serves Reality lessens and blurs A fitting end for me I’m reduced infinitely What do they ask from you? What do they ask from you? What did they take from you? Contemptuous glances and stares This illustrious hoax is my prayer For the disdain you’ve shown to me I’ll trust you eternally The sedation is shaping slowly But it’s a lie He wants to touch you He wants to cry To never feel the sorrow Or sense the shame You’ll never know him Or feel this way Did I see you start to listen For the noise? Instinctive vigilance Please save this boy And now his mouth moves slowly He’s flushed with tears They’ve formed a sinuous pattern Through these years

about

Recorded over three decades ago but unreleased until now, A Gentle Collapsing is the definitive recording of the post-punk trio Remnant Three. Named from lyrics to “The Overload” by Talking Heads – the dark album closer to 1980’s Remain In Light – A Gentle Collapsing works in and out of the shadowy lines of 1980s post-punk, with a greater emphasis on fashioning a distinctive atmosphere and architecture for its songs of prolonged detachment and ephemeral joy.

Words On Music first heard Remnant Three’s unreleased songs via cassettes exchanged more than 30 years ago. At the turn of the century, the neophyte label approached the long-defunct group to issue their fascinating album. Remnant Three agreed provided the Fostex 8-track reel-to-reel source tapes could be properly restored to present the songs in their originally intended form.

Self-taught on their instruments for only two years before initiating these recordings, Remnant Three were nonetheless perfectionists. The craftsmanship found on these original recordings reflects the darker side of the post-punk sound of the late 70s early 80s.

All the more remarkable, Remnant Three had no formal training in recording techniques. But the band was very conscious of the sound they wanted to create. They would work for hours in the studio to capture a particular drum sound with limited available effect units. The drums were then recorded live with effects to two tracks and the band would make full use of the remaining six tracks to flesh out their sound, even experimenting with tape techniques such as reverse echo.

“The Gilded Infancy” launches the record with sporadic industrial noises coating dual basslines through the song’s four verses, diagramming a lineage to The Cure’s 17 Seconds.

Remnant Three’s deceptively intricate songwriting methods are effortlessly displayed on “Permanent.” Tom-tom drumming recalling Joy Division’s Stephen Morris serves as a nonlinear counterpoint to the angular bass, with each instrument gradually delving into more complex circular loops.

“The Predicant” occupies some of the territory explored by Spacemen 3 as Remnant Three experiments with backwards vocal tape echo while pairing hypnotic drumming with thunder- ous piano strikes.

Remnant Three saves its sonically darkest moments for the end – the epic ‘M.L.’ The opening five-plus minutes fits quite snugly with turn-of-the-decade Factory Records – steeped in atmosphere from the opening analog-delayed ambient guitar notes, punctuated but brooding bass, rumbling drums, and an austere lyrical palette

Archly principled to this day, Remnant Three – whose members are now well into their 50s – remains doctrinaire that of paramount importance for art is the what – the finished project – not the who and the where. The music and the songs are indeed beautiful, haunting remnants of a scene collectively captured by young musicians decades ago that transcend their individual biographies. Remnant Three believes attaching names and geography is limiting and that their story is best told through their words and music.

Signposts: Joy Division, The Cure, New Order, 1980s post-punk.

credits

released September 13, 2024

Remnant One – drums
Remnant Two – keyboard, percussion (3,5-8), voice (6,7)
Remnant Three – voice, bass, guitar, keyboard, percussion (6,8)

Remnant Four – guitar (3,5)
Remnant Five – voice (6)

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Obscure, yet brilliant post-punk trio whose songs are beautiful, haunting relics of an iconic musical scene. Recording on a Fostex 8-track reel-to-reel decades ago with a meticulous focus on atmosphere, Remnant Three stands tall amongst post-punk and Factory Records luminaries. ... more

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