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Field Guides - This Is Just A Place

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The long awaited 2nd LP from one of New York’s sweetest ensembles

Available Sept. 27, 2019 on really nice-looking vinyl :)

 
 

How profoundly the world opened up to you that afternoon you found an anthill in the backyard, when you saw up close, with a magnifying glass in your grubby little paw, the clean and organized city of critters humming just behind your house. It was there all along, and suddenly now everything was full of hidden magic, untold organisms. You were moved, you cared for them, your heart skipped a beat when you saw their antennas wiggling back and forth. You were amazed. You let into your ribcage a new form of kindness, one you felt echoed in the grass and in the trees, in the flick of a lizard's tongue.

Field Guides—the long-running, ever-evolving Brooklyn collective helmed by singer/songwriter Benedict Kupstas—makes quietly explosive guitar pop and skewed folk that zooms out along those lines. Swirling birdsong, lines from poems, sea foam, and sand all honeycomb expansively around sweet baritone melodies that lie growing and plump, like mushrooms under a log.

Once, on a hike in Monterey Bay, my friends and I came across the recently dead body of a cormorant, splayed gently cliffside, high above the waves. It's little heart had stopped but its wings were still warm (it must have just died, moments before we arrived) and its body surprisingly light. It felt clean, at peace, and full of grace. After a few moments of reverent silence our professor—a maritime literature specialist with a soft spot for birds—pulled out a well-worn, teal beach towel and gently swaddled the cormorant, its head lolling back against his chest. He knew folks at the Smithsonian who would want it and we had an empty cooler in the back of the van back in the parking lot, so we carried it with us back down the cliffs. Field Guides sounds like that afternoon, full of heartbreak, mercy, and hollow bones.

Photo by Michael Sugarman

Photo by Michael Sugarman

Words & music by Benedict Kupstas


Arranged with all the players
Taylor Bergren-Chrisman: upright bass, electric bass, piano, Hammond organ
Benedict Kupstas: voice, electric guitars, nylon-string guitar, field recordings, piano, Hammond organ, Omnichord, Magnus chord organ, Korg Lambda ES 50, Korg Monotron, Casio SK-1
Timothy Simmonds: electric guitar, 12-string acoustic guitar, percussion
Booker Stardrum: drum kit, percussion, bag of chips

—with—

Hamilton Belk: pedal steel on “Art of Fiction No. 83,” “Lucky Star in the A.M.,” “Year of the Horseshoe,” & “Watching Terns”
D. James Goodwin: Ace Tone Rhythm Ace on “Mondegreen”; Korg M500 Micro-Preset on “Watching Terns”
Alex Greiner: voice on “Watching Terns”; Conrad Bison baritone guitar on “Guessing at Animals”
Phyllis Lee: voice on “Fake Calder, Pt. 2”
Alex Lewis: electric guitar on “Year of the Horseshoe” & “Mondegreen”
Angela Morris: tenor saxophone on “Fake Calder, Pt. 2,” “Year of the Horseshoe,” “Mondegreen,” & “Guessing at Animals”
Jamie Reeder: Casio SK-1 on “Art of Fiction No. 83”; violin on “Art of Fiction No. 83,” “Year of the Horseshoe,” “Watching Terns,” & “Guessing At Animals”; voice on “Art of Fiction No. 83,” “Fake Calder, Pt. 2,” “Watching Terns,” & “Guessing At Animals”
Alena Spanger: voice on “Art of Fiction No. 83,” “Lucky Star in the A.M.,” & “Year of the Horseshoe”
Fred Thomas: Roland SH101 & Echoplex on “Mondegreen”
Engineered & Mixed by D. James Goodwin at The Isokon in Woodstock, NY
Additional recording by Shannon Fields, Alex Greiner, & Benjamin Osterdorf in bedrooms & living rooms in three of New York City’s five boroughs
Album art & design by Julia Huete