The nights…”Īs one hour turns slowly to the next, you walk slow and deep from room to room. In the morning you try and unpick these stories from the visions in your dreams. Sitting in the kitchen with weary boots, you gather stories of the outside world and you forget about these long, lonely days and you “learn to live for the nights”. Strangers rock up with tales of the road. “Blow wind blow, I must go…” exhorts Eden Ahbez, calling you to leave these waking shores. You stand closer to the still open window, the curtain fluttering against your skin, a strange delight in your trepidation as you look across the shadowy pastoral scene, the end of the garden, the fields, the plains, the trees that stand like strangers and the wilderness beyond. Yet there is something bucolic in this landscape. There is nothing in this part of the house – just an old net curtain blowing in the balmy breeze of an open window. We creep about the house with Mancini, trying to tip toe, our every footfall betraying us with echoes. As thought provoking and memorable as Dali’s dream sequence for Hitchcock or David Lynch’s constant pursuit of invoking liminal states of consciousness, Agnes Obel has distilled the sublime. Involving an eclectic mixture of musical genres, soundscapes and spoken word, Danish musician Agnes Obel’s contribution evokes the mysterious threshold between waking and sleeping before articulating the deliciousness of deep sleep with exquisitely accurate representation. Late Night Tales is a series of artist curated compilation albums that attempt to achieve the ultimate late night mix.

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