

Last Night I Heard The Dog Star Bark
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Dinked : âCelestial Dog-Boneâ Colour Vinyl /Â 12â x 12â Print Designed by Steve Krakow & signed by Gwenifer Raymond /Â Set of stickers designed by Casey Raymond /Â Limited pressing of 400
LP : Standard Black Vinyl
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Brighton-based, Welsh instrumentalist Gwenifer Raymond is set to announce her third studio album to be released September 5th on Canadian label We Are Busy Bodies. Last Night I Heard the Dog Star Bark is a hybrid of the ancient and the futuristic where the arcane etchings of occult folk horror fuse with the unfathomable equations of the cosmos. A big bang, yes, but also an atom cleaved. On her latest album, this celebrated new champion of the finger-picked guitar looks upwards, outwards. somewhere beyond. Now the landscape is mapped â its knotted woodlands, its aurora-crowned mountains, its tangled undergrowth â Gwenifer Raymond hears the stars call.Â
Last Night I Heard the Dog Star Bark is a natural evolution for such an intensely questing, personally excavating artist. The album is Raymondâs first since 2020âs Strange Lights Over Garth Mountain, which drew widespread acclaim for its repurposing of Mississippi blues and John Faheyâs intricate Americana to embody Raymondâs roots in rural South Wales and her interests in folk horror and the avant garde, a new form dubbed Welsh Primitive. Now, on her forthcoming album, Raymond finds herself conjuring the work of pioneering rocket scientists, the words of fictional hobo prophets and the concepts of mathematical infinity.Â
Having toured Europe, the US and Canada with the likes of Michael Chapman, Michael Hurley, The Handsome Family, Lankum, Charlie Parr, Richard Dawson, Ryley Walker and Squid, and played festivals including WOMAD, Green Man, End of the Road and Transmusicales in France, Raymond began recording Last Night I Heard the Dog Star Bark; exploring textures and following threads alone in her flatâs home studio, trying to get a sonic grip on a world spinning out of control.Â
Sci-fi and scientific readings provided a strange, objective clarity. One key reference was Tom OâBedlam, an insane homeless mystic from Grant Morrisonâs comic book series The Invisibles who sees holy words in street signs reflected from the cityâs wet concrete, hidden meanings within the modern chaos. âThe world seems to have been taking on an increasingly surrealistic tilt,â Raymond says, âand olâ Tom makes more and more sense.âÂ
âIâve always been a big sci-fi reader,â she says, listing Phillip K Dick, Kurt Vonnegut and Ray Bradbury amongst the authors she read avidly as a child from her parentsâ extensive sci-fi collection. Raymond would go on to complete a PhD in Astrophysics at Cardiff University, before moving to Brighton to become an AI and video game programmer.Â
Midway through writing her third album, then, she was drawn to the pulp sci-fi corners of Brighton market, picking up and devouring second hand tomes of strange science and the mystique of eternities. âA bunch of the stuff I was reading had these themes about the nature of infinity, and tying this into concepts about the afterlife,â she says. âThose thoughts were running in my mind a lot, especially when I was creating some of the droney sounds that book-end the album. The album enters from the cosmic void and exits through the galactic plane. Maybe youâre exiting out of hyperdrive into some strange planet where the album lives, then you zip out to find whatever is next.â
At times, ladies and gentlemen, she found herself floating in space. The opener âBanjo Players of Aleph Oneâ, for instance, is built on a celestial drone â its Gibson Mastertone banjo an off-world presence, purchased second-hand from a widow looking to pay for her husbandâs funeral. âI had this image in my head of him somewhere very distant, playing the banjo on the cliffs of Mount On,â Raymond says. Hence the reference to Aleph numbers, a mathematical concept often used to describe the size of infinite sets, and by Rudy Rucker in his novel White Light to outline levels of the afterlife. âIâve always felt a strong pull to the world of the weird, and I donât think thereâs a lot weirder than infinity, the product of a division by zero,â this atheist astrophysicist muses. âWe all get divided by zero eventually.âÂ
âOne Day Youâll Lie Here But Everything Will Have Changedâ has a more serene star-gazing feel, Raymondâs slide guitar tones resembling comets filling the night sky with warping, criss-crossing threads. The title track â a Tom OâBedlam quote â is a frenetic blues that bends and twists like space-time. And lead single âJack Parsons Bluesâ is a passionate fingerpicking dervish full of Arabian flair and flamenco fury, named in honour of a 1940s Californian rocket scientist who helped found NASAâs Jet Propulsion Laboratory and was also a friend of L Ron Hubbard and acolyte of Aleister Crowley.Â
âIâve long been obsessed with Jack Parsons,â Raymond says, recalling reading Fortean Times articles about him as a teenager. âHe lived in this vast old mansion which he shared with a whole cast of oddballs and shysters. He also came to an abrupt end, blowing himself up in his home lab. For all his faults, I find him to be a sort of romantic character â full of boundless zeal and ideas. He was both a scientist and an embracer of the weird and esoteric. Heâs oddly inspirational.â
Converts to Raymondâs brand of Welsh Primitive will find plenty to clutch at their ankles here too, with tracks evoking mythical Welsh goddesses (the prairie-wide âDreams of Rhiannonâs Birdsâ) and Raymondâs childhood woodland discovery of gruesome animal remains (the frantic, exotic âBleak Night in Rabbitâs Woodâ), played on a devil-haunted guitar.Â
A kissing cousin of Lankumâs mutant folk, the furious, gothic and wonderfully wild âChampion Ivyâ sounds like Hellâs hoedown, while âBliws Afon Tafâ (Welsh for âTaff River Bluesâ) is more pastoral and tumbling, wrapping the listener in spider threads of gossamer guitar. At Raymondâs blessed fingertips, the earthly meets the stellar on some far-off event horizon, and you can barely see the join.Â
Tracklist
Side A.Â
Banjo Players of Aleph OneÂ
Jack Parsons Blues
Bliws Afon TĂąf
Bonfire of the Billionaires
Side B
Dreams of Rhiannonâs Birds
Last Night I heard the Dog Star Bark
Cattywomp
Bleak Night in Rabbitâs Wood
One Day Youâll Lie Here But Everything Will Have Changed
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Dinked : âCelestial Dog-Boneâ Colour Vinyl /Â 12â x 12â Print Designed by Steve Krakow & signed by Gwenifer Raymond /Â Set of stickers designed by Casey Raymond /Â Limited pressing of 400
LP : Standard Black Vinyl
More Info
Brighton-based, Welsh instrumentalist Gwenifer Raymond is set to announce her third studio album to be released September 5th on Canadian label We Are Busy Bodies. Last Night I Heard the Dog Star Bark is a hybrid of the ancient and the futuristic where the arcane etchings of occult folk horror fuse with the unfathomable equations of the cosmos. A big bang, yes, but also an atom cleaved. On her latest album, this celebrated new champion of the finger-picked guitar looks upwards, outwards. somewhere beyond. Now the landscape is mapped â its knotted woodlands, its aurora-crowned mountains, its tangled undergrowth â Gwenifer Raymond hears the stars call.Â
Last Night I Heard the Dog Star Bark is a natural evolution for such an intensely questing, personally excavating artist. The album is Raymondâs first since 2020âs Strange Lights Over Garth Mountain, which drew widespread acclaim for its repurposing of Mississippi blues and John Faheyâs intricate Americana to embody Raymondâs roots in rural South Wales and her interests in folk horror and the avant garde, a new form dubbed Welsh Primitive. Now, on her forthcoming album, Raymond finds herself conjuring the work of pioneering rocket scientists, the words of fictional hobo prophets and the concepts of mathematical infinity.Â
Having toured Europe, the US and Canada with the likes of Michael Chapman, Michael Hurley, The Handsome Family, Lankum, Charlie Parr, Richard Dawson, Ryley Walker and Squid, and played festivals including WOMAD, Green Man, End of the Road and Transmusicales in France, Raymond began recording Last Night I Heard the Dog Star Bark; exploring textures and following threads alone in her flatâs home studio, trying to get a sonic grip on a world spinning out of control.Â
Sci-fi and scientific readings provided a strange, objective clarity. One key reference was Tom OâBedlam, an insane homeless mystic from Grant Morrisonâs comic book series The Invisibles who sees holy words in street signs reflected from the cityâs wet concrete, hidden meanings within the modern chaos. âThe world seems to have been taking on an increasingly surrealistic tilt,â Raymond says, âand olâ Tom makes more and more sense.âÂ
âIâve always been a big sci-fi reader,â she says, listing Phillip K Dick, Kurt Vonnegut and Ray Bradbury amongst the authors she read avidly as a child from her parentsâ extensive sci-fi collection. Raymond would go on to complete a PhD in Astrophysics at Cardiff University, before moving to Brighton to become an AI and video game programmer.Â
Midway through writing her third album, then, she was drawn to the pulp sci-fi corners of Brighton market, picking up and devouring second hand tomes of strange science and the mystique of eternities. âA bunch of the stuff I was reading had these themes about the nature of infinity, and tying this into concepts about the afterlife,â she says. âThose thoughts were running in my mind a lot, especially when I was creating some of the droney sounds that book-end the album. The album enters from the cosmic void and exits through the galactic plane. Maybe youâre exiting out of hyperdrive into some strange planet where the album lives, then you zip out to find whatever is next.â
At times, ladies and gentlemen, she found herself floating in space. The opener âBanjo Players of Aleph Oneâ, for instance, is built on a celestial drone â its Gibson Mastertone banjo an off-world presence, purchased second-hand from a widow looking to pay for her husbandâs funeral. âI had this image in my head of him somewhere very distant, playing the banjo on the cliffs of Mount On,â Raymond says. Hence the reference to Aleph numbers, a mathematical concept often used to describe the size of infinite sets, and by Rudy Rucker in his novel White Light to outline levels of the afterlife. âIâve always felt a strong pull to the world of the weird, and I donât think thereâs a lot weirder than infinity, the product of a division by zero,â this atheist astrophysicist muses. âWe all get divided by zero eventually.âÂ
âOne Day Youâll Lie Here But Everything Will Have Changedâ has a more serene star-gazing feel, Raymondâs slide guitar tones resembling comets filling the night sky with warping, criss-crossing threads. The title track â a Tom OâBedlam quote â is a frenetic blues that bends and twists like space-time. And lead single âJack Parsons Bluesâ is a passionate fingerpicking dervish full of Arabian flair and flamenco fury, named in honour of a 1940s Californian rocket scientist who helped found NASAâs Jet Propulsion Laboratory and was also a friend of L Ron Hubbard and acolyte of Aleister Crowley.Â
âIâve long been obsessed with Jack Parsons,â Raymond says, recalling reading Fortean Times articles about him as a teenager. âHe lived in this vast old mansion which he shared with a whole cast of oddballs and shysters. He also came to an abrupt end, blowing himself up in his home lab. For all his faults, I find him to be a sort of romantic character â full of boundless zeal and ideas. He was both a scientist and an embracer of the weird and esoteric. Heâs oddly inspirational.â
Converts to Raymondâs brand of Welsh Primitive will find plenty to clutch at their ankles here too, with tracks evoking mythical Welsh goddesses (the prairie-wide âDreams of Rhiannonâs Birdsâ) and Raymondâs childhood woodland discovery of gruesome animal remains (the frantic, exotic âBleak Night in Rabbitâs Woodâ), played on a devil-haunted guitar.Â
A kissing cousin of Lankumâs mutant folk, the furious, gothic and wonderfully wild âChampion Ivyâ sounds like Hellâs hoedown, while âBliws Afon Tafâ (Welsh for âTaff River Bluesâ) is more pastoral and tumbling, wrapping the listener in spider threads of gossamer guitar. At Raymondâs blessed fingertips, the earthly meets the stellar on some far-off event horizon, and you can barely see the join.Â
Tracklist
Side A.Â
Banjo Players of Aleph OneÂ
Jack Parsons Blues
Bliws Afon TĂąf
Bonfire of the Billionaires
Side B
Dreams of Rhiannonâs Birds
Last Night I heard the Dog Star Bark
Cattywomp
Bleak Night in Rabbitâs Wood
One Day Youâll Lie Here But Everything Will Have Changed


















