The Ecology of Delight

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(Double LP, gatefold, year disputed)

Side A — Emergence

Spiral Before Language — 11:42
River That Remembers — 9:08
Photosynthesis for Pilgrims — 7:31

Side B — Ornament

Architectures That Refuse Purpose — 6:54
The Color Learned Us — 8:17
Species With No Predator — 5:59

Side C — Misalignment

How the Spires Dream — 13:04
Uncatalogued Interval — 4:26
This Is Not the Center — 6:48

Side D — After Sufficiency

Gardens Without Witnesses — 7:12
We Did Not Invent This Place — 10:21
The Ecology of Delight — 4:03

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Rolling Stone Review (1975)

THE ECOLOGY OF DELIGHT
Artist: ???
Label: Aureole Records
★★★☆☆

There are albums that demand your attention, albums that reward it, and albums that seem
vaguely annoyed you brought expectations at all. The Ecology of Delight belongs firmly in the
third category.

Credited only to a shifting list of names (none of whom appear to have previous releases),
this double LP offers nearly ninety minutes of what can best be described as extremely
confident ambience. There are instruments here—flutes, synthesizers, guitars—but they
behave less like performers and more like environmental conditions. Songs drift. Structures
dissolve. At one point (Side B), the record appears to be actively resisting being played.

This is not rock, though it uses rock instrumentation. It is not progressive, despite its length
and technical ambition. It is not psychedelic, unless one defines psychedelia as “the
sensation of being politely excluded from a conversation.” Be advised that Side C should not
be played while operating machinery, including belief systems.

And yet.

There are moments—unexpected, unearned—where the album opens up into something
quietly astonishing. “River That Remembers” achieves a kind of emotional gravity without
lyrics. “Gardens Without Witnesses” is disarmingly beautiful, like a civilization humming to
itself after everyone has gone home. Even the most indulgent passages feel less like excess
than indifference to the listener’s patience.

One suspects this record was not made for anyone. It exists the way landscapes exist. You
can walk through it, get lost in it, or leave entirely. The album will not notice.

Whether this is visionary or merely self-satisfied remains unclear. What is clear is that The
Ecology of Delight will frustrate anyone hoping for hooks, messages, or even a reason to
own four sides of vinyl that seem determined to avoid resolution.

Still, something lingers after the needle lifts. Not melodies—assumptions. About what music
is supposed to do. About whether beauty needs a point. About why so much effort goes into
impressing an audience that might be happier being left alone.

Recommended for late nights, patient listeners, and anyone who has ever suspected the
universe sometimes decorates for its own amusement.