Our Broken Garden - Golden Sea (Bella Union)
26 Oct 2010
“our broken garden is to all intents and purposes a solo project, but anna brønsted isn't just a singularity here, she's a movement - her voice is a clarion call rising atop a tidal cosmos, both as distinct and as part. it's in this liminal point between the human voice and the ethereal that golden sea flows. and it's a great joy to sink into...”; release – 2010
It doesn't take much to begin drawing analogies between the "golden sea" of the album's title and the immense, oceanic sound of Our Broken Garden. To listen to the album is to give yourself up to its current as it pulls you through seasons of light and dark, great depths and shallows, and the intent gaze of the heavenly storms and seismic tremors above and below.
Our Broken Garden is to all intents and purposes a solo project, but Anna Brønsted isn't just a singularity here, she's a movement - her voice is a clarion call rising atop a tidal cosmos, both as distinct and as part. It's in this liminal point between the human voice and the ethereal that Golden Sea flows. And it's a great joy to sink into.
From the animal instincts of 'In the Lowland', to the filmic urgency of 'The Burial', the mood of Golden Sea shifts in gradual but grand arcs, bearing down with a narratorial force that seems made to unravel. In a sense, Brønsted's lyrics depend on her soft grip of English language, rich colours dispersing like ink in water. And so, the most definable moments are still boundless. An ebbing refrain such as "...and the black waters were rising..." becomes an unfinished thought, left stranded in the past tense. There's no driftwood to cling to, barely even a shipwreck - yet the wreckage is omnipresent, seeping through every arrangement with absolute clarity yet no distinct form.
Shapeshifting between these states of the tangible and intangible, Our Broken Garden and Golden Sea are accomplished, epic and tantalising in all the right ways.