“Barreca’s real strength lies in creating depth of field. The foreground may be dominated by glassy chimes or resonant prayer-bowl like timbres, but beyond it a series of veils seem to recede towards murky imperceptibility. There’s also a kind of surreal decorum at play, passages that sound like an immaculately laid dinner table being shaken by an earth tremor while the tinkling complaints of the silver, glass and muffling linen are scrupulously recorded.” —Sam Davies, The Wire


Near greenwater
Fractured bronze
Allen’s strange land
Linear breathing
The sadness of things
Twilight reprise
Shapes falling down

© Marc Barreca