The above is one of many beautiful quotes by 13th-century Persian poet, jurist, theologian and Sufi mystic Jalāl ad-Dīn Rumi, an instigator of inherent human truths we all somehow understand yet can seldom remember why. This Saturday, his words shall also be the foundation to what our Track of the Day review is built upon. Yes it’s far out, well naturally, but if we take the name and body of the song ‘Slow Easy Death’ by Californian surf outfit The Blank Tapes, and apply it to the mystic’s pearls of wisdom, then hopefully it’ll sink into a space of sense.
See, when any internal barriers, especially those of the type related to love that Rumi details, are dissolved by our own willing to melt into another soul then it’s said that a small part of us dies but, in this instance, death is not a cause of sorrow nor a case to mourn but, in fact, an opportunity to release, realise and grow. Initially, as with all types of change, the road inevitably turns rocky, rife with doubts and insecurities as the ego dwindles and in it’s place creeps acceptance, truth and ultimately love for another… what at first seems like an untimely shock murder of everything we have ever stood for gradually turns into a slow, easy death of everything we want to leave behind in order to become something/someone new.
The reason why we have chosen this song for our Track of the Day wasn’t to spout a load of spiritual spiel but because of the beautiful way that, without even muttering a word, the song has managed to provoke such thoughts out of the writer using a sound woven with the lazy, hazy, mellow excellence of John Martyn, Cowboy Junkies, Mazzy Star and the dusk skyline of a Californian summer. With such sublime yet subtle power Slow Easy Death could, for me, be Track of the Week, Month or Year.
Please though, if you think that what you’ve just read is a load of shit, don’t be perturbed from checking out The Blank Tapes latest album release that goes by the same name of today’s track, it really is a fantastic, maybe unintentionally very psychedelic record.
Thank you Matt Adams and your band of talented troubadours, this ones a keeper.