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Here, In Ansence

by Denni Ian

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1.
Somewhere out there in the tall grass roams Helen of Troy I don’t know what she is searching for There’s nothing out there but the dismantled gallows I’ve been plowing these fields forever now While humming the song of the late lady of the lighthouse But nothing ever sprouts but the poison roots It must be due to the fading halos and leaking crowns It must be due to The decaying devils in the ground The fading halos and leaking crowns And far away on a distant battlefield lies a solider Bleeding out in a pool of memories Delirious about the after act I know, someone should go tell him That those pages has been torn out and replaced With fading halos and leaking crowns And do I believe that they will meet again Sometime on the surface of a distant sun I’m sorry I must go now Take care of the fading halos and the leaking crowns
2.
A scent of lime lies like grinding stones in my lungs And I won’t ever pray for the strength to cough it up I think it takes an imaginary god To understand this notion of love So this is how we dance Like two figures once in love Like two figures searching for a way to be alone I’ll soon need the gravity of longing to ease it’s grip on me So I can float up above the flowerbed Where I was told the name I carve into to all that I make And where the ants outnumber everything else So this is how we dance Like two figures once in love Like two figures searching for a way to be alone I miss to stare into your marbled eyes So if you ever come around Come and see me at the sawmill I’ll be there for the sunday knife fight I miss your marbled eyes So this is how we dance Like two figures once in love Like two figures searching for
3.
Two Figures 04:03
I was told not to mope about ghosts But don't they know that I'm just a child I'm fighting off the fiends under the bed Don't they know I'm made of fake gold and woes I'm treading waters in black shiny shoes At the bottom of everything that kills us slow At the bottom of your love At the bottom of your love Two veiled lovers kissing in a gold frame on the blue wall It's not a metaphor It's the colour she adores I don't believe in the wrong path But everything seems like a dead end in the absence I'm treading waters in black shiny shoes At the bottom of everything that kills us slow At the bottom of your love At the bottom of your love So go and fetch my crowbar and break me You break me, break me, just break me open Let's find the location of the soul Cause I want it to show even though it's out of fashion I'm treading waters in black shiny shoes At the bottom of everything that kills us slow At the bottom of your love At the bottom of your love
4.
They said the hangman was rising dust when he ran screaming it's either me or God this world is immeasurable and I can’t take it anymore i’m gonna find myself a spot where I can black out well, I heard he knew what happened to the crow that buried the sparrow in its red woolen coat I wonder if it took off from the balcony on its rain wet wings or became a victim to bad taxidermy now standing on the shelfs among the rusty curiosities of the pawnbroker of grief and me I’m the Salt King I’m in a club where only those without fathers are allowed we throw batteries in the Walden pond flirting and fucking with the heavy rain I’m the Salt King living in a shoe box with all the other relics of uncertainty there’s a ghost cube resonating like a music box and a mad suicide pact with the lord I can almost cry and can almost laugh I’m the Salt King with a epitaph from the past stating divide the light in half I’m the Salt King and I’ll one day go to lie down in the dew I just have to find the meadow where the black stag from the dark room goes but for now I’ll stay with the crow on the beach collecting time in a jar that I can one day waste and the year is ending and the flies are in the streets buzzing with anger though they should be thrilled and I know you never really sleep please make a sign if you can hear me I’m the Salt King and the fox caught me gazing a the dying waves of the small wary hearts I’m the Salt King and the fox caught me gazing a the dying waves of the small wary hearts I’m the Salt King and the hangman told me hold on to it all I’m the Salt King and the hangman told me to hold on not getting dissolved in the stomach of the underwhelming dark there is no end and there is no beginning here so in this precious in between can I hold your hand?

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The Danish post-folk troubadour Denni Ian is announcing his new studio album “SALT KING” which is preceded by the new single release “Here, In Absence”. Acting with a raw take on contemporary songwriting, Ian is a poet, musician and visual artist who has long operated on the fringes of Danish underground culture.

Set against a sonic backdrop of 90's art rock and post-punk influences, “Here, In Absence” is a jangly and dusty display of unfiltered and underplayed emotion, a smooth blend of traditional and experimental songwriting which culminates in a captivating and emotionally resonant sound, echoing a distinctive amore disperato. Ian’s songwriting is characterised by a poetic and haunted lyrical quality and reflects themes of alienation and vivid melancholy, flickering between confessional writing and cryptic poetry, filled to the brim with iconographic imagery.

“Here, In Absence” is released with one of Ian's conceptualised videos and features a duet performance. It's the final single to come off of his forthcoming second studio album “SALT KING”, which will be out September 15th after having been heavily delayed due to Ian being bedridden for almost nine months after a severe traffic accident last year. The Single “Here, In Absence” is out digitally August 11th and features the previously released singles “Two Figures”, “So This Is How We Dance” and “(Salt King) 0>1”.

Critics have likened his work with influences like the haunting beauty of the early Nick Cave and The Bad Seed, the delicate intimacy of Elliott Smith, and Matt Berninger's (The National) poignant sentimentality. At the core of Ian's music lies a commitment to delve into the depths of intimacy, and capturing the essence of life's enigmatic moments.

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released August 11, 2023

Words & Music by Denni Ian

Arrangement by Denni Ian


Performed by:

Denni Ian - vocals, acoustic & electric guitar, synthesizer, violin, bass, piano
 


Additional musicians:

Oliver Lyngkilde - organ (track #1)

Mau Lindow - backing vocals (track #1+3)

Christian Johansen - drums, synthesizer


Produced by Denni Ian & Christian Johansen

Mixed by Christian Johansen

Mastered by Christian Johansen

Recorded in CJ Studio, Herning (DK)


Artwork by Denni Ian

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Denni Ian Copenhagen, Denmark

Danish multidisciplinary artist Denni Ian explores the murky waters of uncertainty. His confessions come together in an artful composition of considered expressionism and traditional songwriting. Threads of folk, punk and lo-fi rock are woven together into poetic meditations that reach out across the unknown in search of connection." ... more

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