They Slipped Away From My Mind Just Like This

by Dear Eloise

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They Slipped Away From My Mind Just Like This — Beijing duo Dear Eloise’s fifth LP since first presenting themselves to the world with stunning, slow-motion 2010 debut full-length The Words That Were Burnt — plays out like a dream journal. Like all Dear Eloise releases, it’s pri-vate, personal, intimate, singular. The format of this album-length release — a five-7” box set — is fitting: Dear Eloise’s music is so rich, so layered, it’s almost physical.

Even by Dear Eloise’s doleful standards, the lyrics on They Slipped Away are melancholic, made even more achingly soul-piercing by vocalist Sun Xia’s unfailingly sweet, silken soprano delivery. “The tears will eventually fall, and wet a dream without a future,” she waxes on opener “Dreams of Mid-Summer,” singing elsewhere on the album of “a world where there is no trace of light” (“Heart of Wave”) and “forgetting yourself in this unchanging repetition” (“Empty Year”).

A tense edge permeates even Sun Xia’s most saccharine vocal moments, but the band’s som-ber poetics are only one flower in the bouquet, not the dominant element. Their sound on this album is as dense and engrossing as ever, a deep hedge of lush, sculpted noise to lose your-self in listen after listen.

Early album standout “Across the Time” refreshes the band’s tendency to build songs around small shifts in pitch, punctuating melodic simplicity and lyrical depth with a staccato double-time beat. “Rifacimiento” is a vintage piece of space-case-rock for a garage with no cars, just inches-thick carpet covering every surface, evoking the odor of fresh-cut summer grass mingling in the the air with rich, teeming rafts of reverb. “River of Lethe” will also please fans of peak ‘90s guitar slacker nostalgia, make you wanna get slanted & enchanted. Penultimate track “Escape” re-introduces Dear Eloise’s quintessential instrument of sonic surgery: a mellow buzzsaw of spiral-ing high-frequency feedback, hanging between voice, guitar, bass and drums like a late-night smoke, perpetually unfurling in the background of an eternal end-credit roll.

On this latest collection of expertly crafted anthems to emotional complexity — which includes an inspired cover of Xi’an band FAZI’s rousing anthem “Control” — the ultimate feeling is one of unaccountable hope: on They Slipped Away From My Mind Just Like This, Dear Eloise is world weary, but always hanging on.

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released July 30, 2019

Sun Xia - vocals
Yang Haisong - guitar/bass/drums

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Track Name: Dreams Of Mid-Summer
在电影结束的那一瞬间,我看见你眼眶里的泪水,它们就像是燃烧的心,在黑暗中偷偷凝视我。这里不是我曾熟悉的入口,我也不是你回不去的理由,那些泪水未来终究会落下,打湿一个没有未来的梦。我真的不知道应该如何告别,你是否也曾放弃,对秋天的幻想,那季节是你最初的回忆,它也会是你没有色彩的梦。
Track Name: Accross The Time
发黄的照片,卷曲的头发,尴尬的笑脸,都要去哪里?奇异的旅程,自己的喘息,古怪的思绪,都要去哪里?这是不是就是你,说也说不出的秘密?浪费的时间,离奇的梦境,剩下的堕落,都要去哪里?奔跑的瞬间,盲目的叹息,变幻的颜色,都要去哪里?这是不是就是你,说也说不出的秘密?这是不是就是你,说也说不出的秘密?
Track Name: Rifacimento
他说他要向前奔跑,向前奔跑,一直到路的尽头,一直到月亮落下的时候。他说他要向前奔跑,向前奔跑,直到冬天结束,直到汽笛声响起的时候。每个孩子都在十月回家,他说,那是最后的季节。
Track Name: Control
我只指童心之源,童心是成人的源泉,我只指望一世光阴,贯穿对自然的崇敬。天边彩虹映入眼帘,我的心为之雀跃,我只指望一世光阴,贯穿对自然的崇敬。时间是否还能够等着我?时间是否还能够控制我?时间是否还能够等着我?时间是否还能够控制我?控制我控制我控制你,控制我控制我控制自己。
Track Name: Heart Of Wave
你说你愿意待在黑暗里,你说就算穿上尊重的外衣,可你也看不清自己,你说你已经习惯了这样。在一个一丝光也不现的世界里,在一个一丝光也不现的世界里。
Track Name: The River Of Lethe
是不是说这是一个没有理想的城市,没有光明,没有声音。是不是说这是被遗忘的城市,没有痛苦,没有回忆。是不是说我们总在黑暗中穿行,寻找希望,寻找秘密。没有痛苦和回忆在满目疮痍的城市,寻找希望的声音。也许,你说,这生命没有太多,没有太多。也许,你说,救救我。
Track Name: Eyes, Dreams, And Blonde
那时候疯狂才刚刚过去,那时候他还没来得及呼吸,星期天的上午总是有人走来走去,在他最深的梦里。他似乎听到他心跳的声音,那不是在他的梦里,他不知道在一百米外的楼顶,隐藏着另一双眼睛。在楼顶他睁大的眼睛,却看不清他自己,那些绿色在他的身边飞舞,照亮头发上金黄的颜色。还是当一个陌生人比较好,如果你希望看见火焰,还是当一个陌生人比较较好,如果火焰只是眼睛里的血。
Track Name: Sunday Morning
这是星期天,明亮的早上,他坐在我的身旁。我能感觉到他的呼吸,我能感觉到他的温暖。我在想,他在想什么?他问我,我在想什么?我在想,他在想什么?
Track Name: Escape
如果我拥有沉默的勇气,我就把这世界抛进这身体里。如果季节注定要过去,我希望我可以告别我自己,那个找不到源头的自己,那个不知去向的自己。如果我猜到它不再回来,我也许会说,请带我离开这世界。如果时间已经算好了距离,我希望看见未来的自己,那个找不到源头的自己,那个不知去向的自己。
Track Name: Empty
在无聊的城市中,重复昨天的生活,在这种一成不变的重复中,忘记自我。这就是意义,安心地忘记昨天,这就是生活的全部,只有现在。在无聊的城市中,重复昨天的生活,在这种一成不变的进行中,忘记自我。你还觉得不够吗?你开始欢笑,这就是意义,安心地存在,这就是意义,只有现在。