Dark Ambient Review:
Bradley Woods
Review By Casey
Douglass
Before the local
council had part of it cleared, the small woodland down the road used
to have some wonderfully creepy moods. Sometimes, the trees rubbed
together, making sounds akin to the Yautja in the Predator
films. Other times, the leaves ruffle and crumple in a quite
insidious, hushed whisper fashion. Pyewacket’s dark ambient album
Bradley Woods, brings the sometimes sinister nature of being
alone in the woods, to the comfort of your own headphones, feathering
in some tasty folklore for extra atmosphere.
Bradley Woods is
an album of uneasy rumbling drones, drones that are buffeted by
rustling breezes and punctuated by small twigs snapping, cawing birds
and, in the first track, a crying baby. The album is inspired by a
folklore tale about the Black Lady of Bradley Woods, a ghost that
haunts a woodland in Lincolnshire, England. After losing her husband,
being raped and losing her baby, she wandered the woods looking for
them, and apparently continues to do so even after death claimed her.
The first track having the recording of the baby crying in the first
moments certainly sets the scene.
I enjoy dark ambient
albums that make strong use of drones, but I also find them a little
infuriating, as I get to the end and doubt my impressions far more
than usual. I think this is because the maelstrom of sound changes
slowly over time, and often leads me to hear things that I think are
some kind of audio hallucination. A real life example for me is
thinking that I hear the phone ring while I’m in the shower. I can
almost swear for certain that I hear it, but it’s just the spraying
water and extractor fan fooling my brain. Drones do the same thing,
although instead of a ringing phone, it might be an impression of a
choral chant or a static-filled whisper.
In general, the
elements of each track of Bradley Woods are the collection of
tones that make up the rumbling drone, the rustling of leaves in the
wind and small sounds or bird-calls, but there are impressions of
different atmospheres. Track III for me, felt the darkest, as if
something dark is coming. Early on, it has the quality of a swelling
‘Heeeee’ vocal, with the occasional small crackle. After the
midpoint, the drone feels like it has a hollow quality, with a more
prominent sparkly sound sitting in the swelling of the breeze. There
is a section where a chirruping bird sounds quite agitated, along
with a cawing crow and a snuffling pressure that slinks through the
trees. This track brought to mind the way an eerie quiet can fall
when atmospheres change.
Track IV continues the
impressions of Track III, and for me, it felt like the thing that was
coming has actually arrived. The pulsing, rumbling drone still sits
in a rustling, breezy space, but the other incidental sounds, such as
bird calls, feel more distant or muffled. There is also a feeling of
something tap-tapping near your ear. It might be the kind of muffling
that happens when something moves between you and the origin of a
sound. You can still hear it, but something feels off, even if you
can’t name it. Later in the track, the wind swells feel a bit
harsher or sharper against the rumbling, and there are instances of
faint knocking on wood, unless I’m imagining things.
As dark as most of the
tracks are, after journeying through them, Track VI, the final track,
has a more peaceful air to it. I think that I feel this because the
drone seems to have an element that has a more Om-like chant quality.
I also felt that I heard the tones of a church-bell somewhere in the
swirling sounds of the track, but this could have also been an audio
illusion. Never the less, I’d like to think that whatever has
occurred in the previous tracks, the roaming spectre has maybe found
some peace for a short while, before the next period of aimless
wandering and searching begins at the least.
I
enjoyed my time in the rumbling, folklore-infused version of Bradley
Woods. It’s a lulling,
sinister dark ambient album, one in which I felt that I was listening
to a woodland that is falling into the dark embrace of night. The
shadows lengthen and vanish into the murk, the breeze picks up, and
the leaves seem impatient. The atmosphere changes, feeling denser and
charged with a goosebump-inducing chill, the birds falling mostly
quiet... the searching spirit begins to wander.
Visit the Bradley Woods page on Bandcamp for more information.
I reviewed this
album by streaming it from the Bandcamp page.
Album Title:
Bradley Woods
Album Artist:
Pyewacket
Released: 15
June 2020