REVIEW: Knitting By Twilight’s “Riding The Way Back”
Being a fan of the project known as Knitting By Twilight for a few years, the one thing I always wonder with each new release is: now what? In other words, each project goes into a completely new direction that as a writer I never know what to expect. Yet as an artist myself, this is the fun of making music, being able to take yourself in any soundscape possible. As an indie artist, it also means not having to obey the rules or follow-up on your last success. John Orsi steers the ship along with wife Karen Orsi, Manny Silva, and Mike Marando, and for the 5-song EP Riding The Way Back (it’s Twlight Time) they go progressive, pop, and experimental/avant-garde. To me, the different blends are natural and in fact I tend to enjoy music that goes all over the place instead of being too comfortable for a long duration.
The intro to “Mike’s Glacier” sounds like someone coming in, finding some random instruments and playing what they feel like, but this is before things get intense with layers of eerie-sounding keyboards, deep percussion, and ethereal guitars. Think of a very dark and sinister scene of a mindfuck thriller and this is the song you’d hear to build suspense, a bit like what Milk Cult tried to do years ago but… you know how in some documentaries they’ll claim that a killer enjoys the thrill of seeing someone who is praying for you to not hurt them, as he slowly makes his way towards his ultimate climax? It’s a digusting thought but the song builds like that, a cross between the beautiful and potentially horrid. On the more abstract side is “She’s Here”, where the Orsi’s speak to each other in minimalistic distortion via electric guitar, electronics, and percussion. In a completely different direction is “”Blue Ink For Fountain Pens”, a drumless song that is moved along by a guitar bathed in reverb, a wall of keyboards, and a nice moving melody that would fit on anything from Weather Channel incidental music to something you’d hear on a Travel Channel documentary. The aptly titled “Twirling Guitars and Glad Tambourines” sounds like something you’d catch a group of people playing at a folk festival, where you’ll want to pick up whatever you can find nearby and play along with them. It sounds like something you’d hear and play at sunset or sunrise, with Karen’s guitar work coming off as if either scaring the spirits away or bringing them in to dance.
This is perfect mind music, and while I don’t smoke, I can only imagine what this would sound like while stoned. Each song may not have a cohesive meaning, but as individual pieces they come off like pages from a sacred musical diary. Either they are songs looking for personal definition, or it’s the listener who will find comfort in the warmth of these songs, most likely a combination of both. If I was in the position of being a music supervisor or executive producer for a film, I would definitely get Knitting By Twlight for the project.









