Theath
Inti Raymi
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- 1 Creation Myth 2
- 2 Hanan Pacha
- 3 At the Hitching Post of the Sun
- 4 Kay Pacha
- 5 Viracocha
- 6 Ukju Pacha
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THEATH and The Inca Taqui Trio
Inti Raymi CD
Tract Records TR041
Release Date: August 15th, 2006
THEATH and the Inca Taqui Trio is not a man backed by an ancient threesome from the Andes that once backed Yma Sumac.
Instead, on Inti Raymi, or as your people like to call it, “Festival of the Sun”, THEATH is a duo that exists in lands far apart, crafting tunes of uncivilized living inspired by Incan times, legend, and the ruins of Tiahuanaco in Bolivia.
Though the Incas worshiped the Sun God, THEATH is hardly a ray of sunshine. Hell, in these songs sparrows attack crows, the order of the world is turned upside down, beauty and violence are friends.
Pronounced ‘teeth’, the band is comprised of Thomas Heath, Tract Records honcho, and Richard Wilson, who is freelancing from his main gig as Racingpaperplanes. Between April and August 2006, music was composed on home computers and exchanged between distinct compounds: Columbus, Ohio and Gothenburg, Sweden.
Heath sings in a cracked and talky, deadpan grin as Wilson croons in ethereal agreement. Backed by primitive, percussive instrumentation—banjo, drums, guitar—the duo sing-song their ditties with casual morbidity. Are they sitting around a campfire awaiting the Spaniards invasion or praising the final dear-john goodbye of a love gone sour?
There’s a sense of travel here as well, water and sky, spirit world and dirt, and this is when the rattles and tribal choruses begin to take shape. Our leader is THEATH—two men in one—who, when admitting in a gosh-darn duality ‘this is the saddest story in the world’ regarding pathetic suicide attempts, sound part ghost, part David Berman’s grandpa.
THEATH never employs a translator to return us to the ancient language of Quechua, but on the last song, a group of unknown Andes musicians sing back-up, humming us back into the hills where we belong. Is this the Inca Taqui Trio? The holy spirit with a hole?
On THEATH and the Inca Iaqui Trio’s ‘Inti Raymi’ there is little light and little to be festive about. But, such is the past.