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Wendy Eisenberg is an extraordinary guitarist dedicated to the
completely unconstrained exploration of music, language and time. Her
work has taken her from conservatory to DIY space to concert hall, from
performing improvised music and punk-metal to writing the quietest of
songs. On Its Shape is Your Touch, Eisenberg turns her gaze to
the guitar in its most absolute, essential form. Having traversed
musical genres as she has, the intricate improvisations she weaves on
this record have as much to do with the vast history and musical
conventions that she chooses to leave out as the sounds she chooses to
play. In the process Eisenberg invents a vibrant, fiercely unique
language all her own. The artist in her own words: The title Its Shape is Your Touch,
from the final line the Richard Brautigan poem 'Here is something
beautiful,' is one-half of the thesis of this record. The other, the
absent antithesis, comes from the William Gaddis novel The Recognitions:
'you can change a line without touching it.' The shape of the guitar is
the context for the sounds it makes; your touch activates this machine,
alters, creates and transforms its possibilities. The shape is created
and outlined by the touch, but it contains absence, undefined space. In
my music, the lines change with and without physical touch: my touch
creates the sound, but those sounds expand, contract, rotate, and dance
as I re-establish and constantly evolve the contexts and boundaries of
this world. This record has to do with absence, the spaces and movements
implied by the lines of a sketch and the other worlds that choice of
representation chooses to ignore. I want to let linearity be not a
crutch but a device for intelligent travel through musical space. I like
to think of these recordings as a gentle exorcism. Recorded in a year
of significant, deep loss, it is hard for me not to hear this record as a
kind of metamorphosis, a blood-letting, a culling and casting of
musical and personal values. This music is reflection on loss and
implication: a bluessless blues.