The Inmost Light
Details
2007 March 3xCD CA Durtro Jnana DURTRO JNANA 033
In 3 panel digipak
Track Listing
Where The Long Shadows Fall
  1. Where The Long Shadows Fall (BeforeTheInmostLight) (19:08) [cmedd1160] [durtro028]
All The Pretty Little Horses
  1. The Long Shadow Falls (2:15) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  2. All The Pretty Little Horsies (2:35) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  3. Calling For Vanished Faces I (1:50) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  4. The Inmost Night (2:16) [durtro030]
  5. This Carnival is Dead And Gone (3:11) [durtro030]
  6. The Bloodbells Chime (2:58) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  7. Calling For Vanished Faces II (4:10) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  8. The Frolic (8:11) [durtro030]
  9. The Inmost Light (1:46) [durtro030]
  10. Twilight Twilight Nihil Nihil (For Thomas Ligotti who has seen the Bloodbells chime) (8:22) [durtro030]
  11. The Inmost Light Itself (9:31) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  12. All The Pretty Little Horses (2:31) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  13. Patripassian (5:52) [durtro030]
The Starres Are Marching Home
  1. The Stars Are Marching Sadly Home [durtro031]
Personnel
Michael Cashmore
Sleeve Notes
For a death and two births

To the blessed memory and soul of Dorothy Ann 'Dolly' Collins (1933 - 1995).

And to the lives of Seth Joseph Burgess Cox-Dorée (born 1995) and Anna Maria Cox-Dorée (born 1998)

The Inmost Light is dedicated to these three friends, their one past and two futures, and to that Heart where all will meet in joy.

David Tibet, Hastings, 1 January 2007

"A voice was heard in Ramah, lamentation, and bitter weeping; Rachel weeping for her children refused to be comforted for her children, because they were not."

Jeremiah XXXI:32

All songs ©Current 93 1995/1996/2007 and (p) David Tibet 1995/1996/2007. All lyrics by David Tibet except I and II - the phrase "Why can't we all just walk away" by John Balance; III and XIII - traditional; central text for X - Epistle of Paul To The Romans VII:24; XI - Westron Wynde is a mediæval English poem. Central musics and melodies by Michael Cashmore; Catholic Cat additions by David Tibet, Joolie Wood, and Steven Stapleton. Hallucinatory Patripassianist Sound by David Tibet and Steven Stapleton. Mixed by Steven Stapleton with David Tibet and Michael Cashmore. Recorded by David Kenny.

Thanks as always to Steven Stapleton, Michael Cashmore, Mark Logan, Joolie Wood, John Balance, Geoff Cox-Dorée, Andria Degens, without whom nihil. And to all those who worked on, or inspired, this record, either before, during or after its completion. Peter Christopherson, Shirley Collins, Lilith Stapleton, Denis Blackham, David Rowlands, Karl Blake, Timothy d'Arch Smith, Carolyn Cox-Dorée, Steffi Thiel, Kat, Thomas Ligotti, Edwin Pouncey, Thorn, Tiny Tim, Salamah binti Isa, Nick Cave, Henry Boxer, Paul Jackson, David Suff. A special thank you from the future into the past for Ben Chasny, who loved this record. The phrases "The Frolic" and "In Gnostic Indignation" were given to Current 93 by Thomas Ligotti . Thank you, Tom!

All Louis Wain artworks from the collection of David Tibet. "Master of Fallen Years" by Steven Stapleton. All calligraphy by Geoff Cox-Dorée. "Crying Girl" found in the street by Geoff Cox-Dorée. Design and layout by David Tibet, Paul Jackson and Andria Degens. Remastered by Denis Blackham at Skye Mastering in December 2006.

David Tibet, 1 January 2007, Hastings
Reviews
Current 93 hit the hight point of their career with the album at the center of this trilogy: 1996's All the Pretty Little Horses was and is the most perfectly rendered artistic statement that David Tibet and company have created. This will sound like blasphemy to the legions who jumped aboard the apocalyptic folk train with last year's Black Ships Ate the Sky, but trust me: I know what I'm talking about. This album is much, much better than Black Ships, and I unreservedly consider it to be one of the finest albums ever recorded.

In 1992, Thunder Perfect Mind exploded everything for which Current 93 had been known. Up to this point, Tibet and company had always been reliable purveyors of grim, post-industrial soundscapes: noisy loops punctuated by sinister nursery rhymes, possessed chanting and the occasional, quasi-satirical dip into traditional English folk. However, TPM was an inestimably huge advance for Current 93, a stunning concept album that finally gelled in its sincere and heartfelt recreation of British psych-folk, with lyrics that were fully invested with Tibet's now familiar blend of cryptic poetry, existential musing and teleological obsession. The bar was set very high indeed, but remarkably, 1994's Of Ruine or Some Blazing Starre upped the ante once more, a gorgeous song suite that married Michael Cashmore's brilliant and minimal arrangements with Steven Stapleton's hallucinatory audio wizardry, with a set of texts that were the equal or better of TPM's finest moments.

David Tibet was creating his own world, with a sound to call his very own, laboring away in relative obscurity, but slowly building a loyal fanbase that would hang on his every word. This fanaticism would pay off with Current 93's next release, an album so well conceived and executed that it can take its place among the masterpieces which clearly inspired it: The Incredible String Band's The Hangman's Lovely Daughter, Comus' First Utterance and Shirley Collins' The Power of the True Love Knot. In 1996, Current 93 released the conceptual trilogy The Inmost Light, consisting of two EPs bookending the centerpiece album All The Pretty Little Horses, each part released separately over a span of months. This new triple-disc foldout digipack reissue on Durtro Jnana unites all three parts of the trilogy, giving them the remaster treatment (which, incidentally, is virtually undetectable), and including a full lyric booklet and gently modified artwork. If you've already got all three CDs in their original World Serpent incarnations, there is not much to recommend this set, other than the opportunity to experience anew the many treasures of a timelessly great album.

Where the Long Shadows Fall, though it is haunting and affecting, is in many ways the weak link of the trilogy. Upon repeated listenings, the loop which form the backdrop of the piece - Alessandro "The Last Castrato" Moreschi's fragile falsetto voice singing "Domine" - threatens to become a bit aggravating. Tibet repeats the EP's title with an elegiac sincerity, with occasional, jarring intrusions of droning sinfonie and sampled children's choirs, as well as haunting bits of wobbly old records of parlor music. This sidelong piece sets the scene, introducing the predominant themes of dream, death, childhood nostalgia and spiritual yearning which will find full expression on Horses. I got the chills as the piece faded out and realized that I could just barely make out the voice of John Balance intoning the improvised phrase: "Why can't we all just walk away?"

Forming a perfect continuity, Horses opens as Shadows ended: the droning of the sinfonie, the tinkling of delicate bells, the just-out-of-reach loop of Moreschi, and Balance's sad mantra, this time very audible. This segues directly into one of the most lovely and bone-chilling moments in the Current 93 oevre, Tibet's whispery vocal take on the titular Appalachain lullaby, transforming it from an innocent bit of childhood whimsy into an eerie meditation on the tragic disparity between our dreams and our reality. The next three songs contain the indispensable creative stamp of Michael Cashmore, who uses the figerpicking method he perfected on Starre to sublime effect, creating gorgeous melodies for Tibet's possessed vocals to wrap around. One of the things that undoubtedly stands out about this album, more than a decade later, is the amazing and inventive production: each plucked string vibrating perfectly, Tibet's voice bouncing between the stereo channels, forming a strange call-and-response with himself to haunting effect. For all of its eclecticism, Black Ships did not sound nearly as rich and evocative as this record. Far be it from me to speculate, but I can't help but feel that the superiority of Current 93's 1990s work is indicative of a certain manic-ness on Tibet's part, a darkly glittering intensity geared towards the perfection of his own self-expression that has faded over time, as success and relative comfort and stability have increased.

Whatever the case, it is hard to deny the power of this album, especially a track like "The Bloodbells Chime," a tribute to cat artist Louis Wain, containing a fragile, off-kilter piano melody joined by Cashmore's resonant acoustic guitar, climaxing in a moment that can only be described as utterly disarming. If you've heard the album before, you'll know what I'm talking about: "Thereohthere/The Inmost Light/The Happy Children rise from all their pools/Eyes still sealed/With mud and night/It's their Inmost Night." It is here that I begin to notice Stapleton's hand in the album's sound, as sample upon sample is layered and mutated to devastatingly psychedelic effect: children laughing, children crying, lysergically mutated vocal snippets creating a bubbling undercurrent of dread that will reach its apotheosis on the eight-minute "The Frolic," as a bloodcurdling sample comes swimming out of the murk with the staccato, accusatory scream of "Dead!" Tibet seems particularly fixated on the idea that his enlightenment, his desire to cleanse himself, to unmake his past and be born again, may have come too late, and that eternal salvation is forever out of his grasp. Thus, the return to images of childhood, to the signifiers of an innocence irrevocably lost, to vivid dreams and simple piety now sedimented by unhappy years of spiritual malaise.

The darkambient centerpiece of the album "Twilight Twilight Nihil Nihil" is a perfect stopgap before the next epic vocal track, "The Inmost Light Itself," containing one of Tibet's most dreadfully pessimistic lyrics: "Our hands tumble towards the skies/To block visions of The Inmost Light/And if I pointless arch/And spit whitenothings at the sky/Oh Bigboys - check it out: too fucking late." This against a lovely Cashmore arrangement of strummed guitar and Joolie Wood's clarinet, which constantly threaten to be drowned out by a frightening sample that sounds at first like children playing - with all of the characteristic yelling, laughing and chattering - but begins to seem as if it might be the sound of children in the midst of some terrifying holocaust, screaming and writhing in pain. It comes as a relief to hear Nick Cave's soulful, deep-voiced rendition of "All the Pretty Little Horses," followed by the album's coda: Cave reading Blaise Pascal's uncompromisingly dark and apocalyptic Pensees over a ghostly sampled choir.

With such a perfectly lovely and dread-filled conclusion, it is almost unfortunate to have to follow it with the concluding part of the trilogy, The Stars Are Marching Sadly Home. Although it is one of Current 93's most complex and fascinating works, indispensible for its inclusion of Shirley Collins, it ends up seeming like the superfluous gilding of the lilly when heard directly after Horses. Taken on its own terms, however, and as a conceptual third part of the trilogy, Stars is a terrific sidelong track. The creaking of a great wooden ship (a Black Ship?) sets the stage for Tibet's final prayer, an ominous sea shanty followed by a deliberately paced text so apocalyptic it achieves a Book of Revelations-style grandeur: "These days shall not come again/The stars are marching sadly home/The seahorse rears to oblivion." Tibet's words are artifically time-stretched, smeared, blurred, cracked and mutated, spinning out over a warbling sample of a vintage 78 so disintegrated and distorted that it seems positively alien. Andria Degens of Pantaleimon reads the final part of Tibet's text as the track becomes noisier and more discombobulated, climaxing with a squall of white noise and Shirley Collins' singularly melodic and matronly a cappella rendition of "All the Pretty Little Horses," by far the most emotionally penetrating take on the song across the trilogy.

Here it is, back in print. One of the best albums produced by one of the most fertile and creative minds of underground music. An album that, though it is so intense and emotionally draining, I never get tired of listening to. Right around this same time, the other two World Serpent-distributed projects most frequently mentioned alongside Current 93 - Coil and Nurse With Wound - were also producing some of their most masterful and magickally-charged albums. Perhaps it was something in the water.

Jonathan Dean

25 March 2007
The Inmost Light
Details
2007 March 2x12" CA Durtro Jnana DURTRO JNANA 033
black vinyl copies in gatefold sleeve
2007 April 2x12" CA Durtro Jnana DURTRO JNANA 033
clear vinyl copies in gatefold sleeve
Track Listing
I - Where The Long Shadows Fall
  1. Where The Long Shadows Fall (BeforeTheInmostLight) [cmedd1160] [durtro028]
II - All The Pretty Little Horses
  1. The Long Shadow Falls (2:15) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  2. All The Pretty Little Horsies (2:35) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  3. Calling For Vanished Faces I (1:50) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  4. The Inmost Night (2:16) [durtro030]
  5. This Carnival is Dead And Gone (3:11) [durtro030]
  6. The Bloodbells Chime (2:58) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  7. Calling For Vanished Faces II (4:10) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  8. The Frolic (8:11) [durtro030]
III - All The Pretty Little Horses
  1. The Inmost Light [durtro030]
  2. Twilight Twilight Nihil Nihil [durtro030]
  3. The Inmost Light Itself [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  4. All The Pretty Little Horses [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  5. Patripassian [durtro030]
IV - The Starres Are Marching Home
  1. The Stars Are Marching Sadly Home [durtro031]
Personnel
Michael Cashmore
Sleeve Notes
For a death and two births

To the blessed memory and soul of Dorothy Ann 'Dolly' Collins (1933 - 1995).

And to the lives of Seth Joseph Burgess Cox-Dorée (born 1995) and Anna Maria Cox-Dorée (born 1998)

The Inmost Light is dedicated to these three friends, their one past and two futures, and to that Heart where all will meet in joy.

David Tibet, Hastings, 1 January 2007

"A voice was heard in Ramah, lamentation, and bitter weeping; Rachel weeping for her children refused to be comforted for her children, because they were not."

Jeremiah XXXI:32

All songs ©Current 93 1995/1996/2007 and (p) David Tibet 1995/1996/2007. All lyrics by David Tibet except I and II - the phrase "Why can't we all just walk away" by John Balance; III and XIII - traditional; central text for X - Epistle of Paul To The Romans VII:24; XI - Westron Wynde is a mediæval English poem. Central musics and melodies by Michael Cashmore; Catholic Cat additions by David Tibet, Joolie Wood, and Steven Stapleton. Hallucinatory Patripassianist Sound by David Tibet and Steven Stapleton. Mixed by Steven Stapleton with David Tibet and Michael Cashmore. Recorded by David Kenny.

Thanks as always to Steven Stapleton, Michael Cashmore, Mark Logan, Joolie Wood, John Balance, Geoff Cox-Dorée, Andria Degens, without whom nihil. And to all those who worked on, or inspired, this record, either before, during or after its completion. Peter Christopherson, Shirley Collins, Lilith Stapleton, Denis Blackham, David Rowlands, Karl Blake, Timothy d'Arch Smith, Carolyn Cox-Dorée, Steffi Thiel, Kat, Thomas Ligotti, Edwin Pouncey, Thorn, Tiny Tim, Salamah binti Isa, Nick Cave, Henry Boxer, Paul Jackson, David Suff. A special thank you from the future into the past for Ben Chasny, who loved this record. The phrases "The Frolic" and "In Gnostic Indignation" were given to Current 93 by Thomas Ligotti . Thank you, Tom!

All Louis Wain artworks from the collection of David Tibet. "Master of Fallen Years" by Steven Stapleton. All calligraphy by Geoff Cox-Dorée. "Crying Girl" found in the street by Geoff Cox-Dorée. Design and layout by David Tibet, Paul Jackson and Andria Degens. Remastered by Denis Blackham at Skye Mastering in December 2006.

David Tibet, 1 January 2007, Hastings
Сокровенный Свет
Details
2008 3xCD RU Durtro Soyuz DSM5479-08
In 3 panel digipak
Track Listing
Там, Где Падают Длинные Тени
  1. Там, Где Падают Длинные Тени (19:08) [cmedd1160] [durtro028]
Все Красивые Лошадки
  1. Падает Длинная Тень (2:15) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  2. Все Красивые Лошатки (2:35) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  3. Взыскание Исчезнувших Ликов I (1:51) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  4. Сокровенная Ночь (2:16) [durtro030]
  5. И Карнавала Больше Нет (3:11) [durtro030]
  6. Кровавых Звон Колоколов (2:58) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  7. Взыскание Исчезнувших Ликов II (4:11) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  8. Шалость (8:11) [durtro030]
  9. Сокровенный Свет (1:46) [durtro030]
  10. Сумрак Сумрак Nihil Nihil (8:23) [durtro030]
  11. Сокровенный Свет Как Он Есть (9:31) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  12. Все Красивые Лошадки (2:32) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  13. Патрипассианское (5:52) [durtro030]
Домой Уходит Звезд Парад
  1. Домой Бредет Парад Светил (22:17) [durtro031]
Personnel
Michael Cashmore
The Inmost Light
Details
2014 December 2x12" CA Durtro Jnana DURTRO JNANA 033
<9 black vinyl copies
Test Pressing
Title and artist written in the bottom left corner of cover
Initialled by David Tibet
Unnumbered
Track Listing
I - Where The Long Shadows Fall
  1. Where The Long Shadows Fall (BeforeTheInmostLight) [cmedd1160] [durtro028]
II - All The Pretty Little Horses
  1. The Long Shadow Falls (2:15) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  2. All The Pretty Little Horsies (2:35) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  3. Calling For Vanished Faces I (1:50) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  4. The Inmost Night (2:16) [durtro030]
  5. This Carnival is Dead And Gone (3:11) [durtro030]
  6. The Bloodbells Chime (2:58) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  7. Calling For Vanished Faces II (4:10) [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  8. The Frolic (8:11) [durtro030]
III - All The Pretty Little Horses
  1. The Inmost Light [durtro030]
  2. Twilight Twilight Nihil Nihil [durtro030]
  3. The Inmost Light Itself [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  4. All The Pretty Little Horses [cmedd1160] [durtro030]
  5. Patripassian [durtro030]
IV - The Starres Are Marching Home
  1. The Stars Are Marching Sadly Home [durtro031]
Personnel
Michael Cashmore
Notes
Each of these TPs have been put into a newly designed silkscreened sleeve, printed in copper ink on white card.
Each record has the title and artist hand-written in the CatSpace at the bottom left of the cover by David, and each record also has the title and artist written by him on the white label.
Each sleeve is initialled by him.
The edition of each title is not numbered.
In the case of a 2LP (double album) release, both records are put into one sleeve.
There are between 1 and 25 copies of each of the titles.