Perhaps Transparent Records

"Like all latter-day wayward folk offerings, there's no shortage of pastoral Fairport-esque plinking and ethereal vocal harmonies... As an exploratory venture, Time Shapes the Forest Lake is like a stroll through the thickets with only a stethoscope to guide ye."
-MAGNET Magazine

"...Hallucinatory and lovely, with ghostly details and haunted moody atmospherics. Songs like slightly sinister lullabies that emerge from the ground as vapor, or reel around the ears like surreal dry land sea shanties..."
-Dream Magazine

"Wonderful, just perfect example of psych folk / acid exp. Folk / psych folk pop. A future classic. Best psych folk release of the year."
-Psyche van het Folk

Track Listing:
1. Kroghs' Whisper (:32)  
2. The Sussex Railroad Song (4:53)
3. Dream Of The Labia Lament (1:34)
4. Antique Gasoline (7:49)
5. Scroll Of Westport Quay (6:37)
6. The Ernest Equinox (6:39)
7. May-Gun Explosive Flower (4:26)
8. Beneath The Frozen Pond (3:46)
9. When Morpheus Calls For Slumber (3:27)

Reviews:
The Ptolemaic Terrascope (Tony Dale):
Pothole Skinny was founded by multi-instrumentalist Stephen Connolly in the late 90s as vehicle for what could best be described as pastorally-inclined acid folk explorations. After a recommendation from friend Pat Gubler (Tower Recordings/P.G Six), Pat's Tower Recordings' band-mate Scott Freyer was added to the line-up on percussion. The current incarnation of the band was completed by the addition of Frank Murphy on guitar. Back-porch Kosmishe-leaning folk collectives seem to be sprouting up all over the place in a manner pleasing to mycologists everywhere, but this one has impeccable bloodlines and the result can definitely be heard in the grooves. Acoustic textures are mixed organically with field recordings on the opening track 'Krogh's Whisper', which leads into the relaxed vibe of the 'Sussex Railroad Song' and the parallels with the Tower Recordings/P.G Six axis are apparent but not programmatic. The track soon evolves in a skyward-dreaming direction that will be familiar to those lucky enough to have encountered the past few Fit & Limo records - a far more apt reference point. The creaking woodshed ambience of 'Dream of Labia Lament' reminds one a little of the Iditarod and the great but virtually unknown Verdure (see feature this issue!) but is merely a bridge to greater things. The record carves it's own place in legend with the extraordinary eight minute centrepiece track 'Antique Gasoline'. The vocals, though not strong, lilt in the most compelling way imaginable through this acoustic odyssey; core instruments supplemented by spectral sounds made on harmonium, psaltery, gopichand, cello and flute, and the ubiquitous Mr. Gubler contributes immeasurably on harp. I hesitate to conjure the spirit of the Incredible String Band, but the track really is that good. That vibe is maintained in the excellent 'Scroll of Westport Quay' before jagged shards of electric guitar erupt from speakers in the murderously key instrumental/chant 'The Ernest Equinox' which is all pagan darkness and druidic sacrifice. By contrast, 'May-Gun Explosive Flower' is a rural rumination that doesn't sound anything like you imagine it might from the title. 'Beneath the Frozen Pond' is as close as the record gets to conventional rock albeit in a primitive VU mould and is one of those tracks that changes character depending on what volume it is played at. As loud as you can stand is a good way to experience it. The haunted-porchlight elegance of 'Morpheus Calls For Slumber' brings the record down nicely in a nearly corn-field, spinning up a few puzzling geometries as it comes to rest.

Dream Magazine (George Parsons):
Built around the creative core of ex member of The Gwens Stephen Connolly, friends Scott Freyer, and Frank Murphy playing an assortment of electric and acoustic instruments. In just under 40 minutes these sneaky bent folkies make some lovely and slightly twisted music over the course of the nine songs here. With assistance from past and present members of PG Six, Tower Recodings, Rex, Timesbold, Elf Power and others, this album is richly illuminated by it's instrumentation. Hallucinatory and lovely, with ghostly details and haunted moody atmospherics. Songs like slightly sinister lullabies that emerge from the ground as vapor, or reel around the ears like surreal dry land sea shanties. Spirits circle the house all night moaning, while random scree and possom caught in a garden of wire shifts to slurping soft nose cones out of a hookah made of phosphorescent yellow crystal that pulses a soft rhythm into the warm night air and soothes all the tired ghosts to sleep.

MAGNET Magazine (Joe S. Harrington):
Call them porch minstrels-collectives like PG Six, Campfire Songs, Cerberus Shoal and even Japan's Acid Mothers Temple during their more subdued moments: These folk-influenced enclaves camp out in a "natural" environment while letting their music evolve organically and be fed by its surroundings. On Time Shapes The Forest Lake, field recordings join vocals, acoustic and electric guitars and a host of other eclectic instrumentation, from cello to banjo to gong to bowed psaltery, all expertly played by this roving horde of maypole-dancing troubadours. The group revolves around the nucleus of Stephen Connolly, Scott Freyer and Frank Murphy, three guitarists whose own interplay can at times evoke everything from the Velvet Underground during its primordial Ludlow Street days ("The Ernest Equinox") to the somber, hypnotic prisms of '60S folkies like the Incredible String Band ("Antique Gasoline"). Like all latter-day wayward folk offerings, there's no shortage of pastoral Fairport-esque plinking and ethereal vocal harmonies ("Beneath The Frozen Pond"). Good-timey organ invades "Beneath The Frozen Pond" a la the Grateful Dead, and parts of this LP possess the same psychedelic sense of cryptic envelopment as early Dead opuses like Anthem Of The Sun. As an exploratory venture, Time Shapes The Forest Lake is like a stroll through the thickets with only a stethoscope to guide ye. Just don't eat the mushrooms.