No arms,
no legs,
no head. Injured, bandaged.
A torso taped up.
Moving
Through thin fog, a bright
light, not too glaring
Added.

Have I lost something over time
Was something taken from me
Or was it never given to me
But am I not exactly as I am
A whole?

Moving
Up a few steps
Down, the
door opens,
Where they dance,
Music
And dancing, with others,
Torsos.

Baal & Mortimer are masters of seduction. They bewitch us, take us by the hand and with us on a journey through continents, times and eras. Everything is now to them. Everything is available to them. They fold epochs and landscapes upwards, cultures, languages, colors, into the vertical, and swirl them, but everything remains mobile and translucent. 

We can leaf through the layers, tunnel through them, emerge anew every time in a new place. The voice beckons us, it is longing, the mood melancholic, the instrumentation repeatedly familiar, memories, experiences, then again new, liberating, pointing forward. 

Sounds that breathe the appearance of folk instruments, horn and bellows, bagpipe and flute, piano, water organ and fiddle. A rustling like of wind, which plays around warm boulders. From an angle, a rain front pushes into the picture, saw blades hook in. Pizzicatos, ghosts on journeys swirl around us, cellos scratch, violins float, a crescendo, a swelling, and sometimes a stoic drumming holds us in a relaxed tempo.

The singing is layered in multiple voices, orchestral, harmonically modulated, entwines the instruments and nestles itself as such into the music; the words, repeated, stretched out and then again bent, they follow a musical logic, one can surrender to them, let go, trustingly, or follow them, try to get on their trail: and learn how in All Sons of Adam – Cain and Abel, Seth and countless others in 930 Years – they speak of failure, in Aegis Lift of resistance, in Vials tell of temporality or – in the multilingual crowning Couronnement – of hope.

Baal & Mortimer is a game of eccentric folk – from a closed future, a Canterbury of the 23rd century. 

Baal & Mortimer are masters of seduction, they bewitch us, they come very, very close to us, dance around us and dance with us, embrace us, and offer the most beautiful comfort.