Gimu

A sound sculptor who is always in pursuit of the perfect texture to adorn a touching melody. With a focus on mid and long form audioscapes, Gimu carves intricate moving images of sound that will carry you on an journey of discovery.

The Committee For Sonic Research consider Gimu's work to be ideally suited to our label and are pleased that he has agreed to release his compositions through us.

Gimu has amassed a large body of work beyond TCFSR, most of which can be accessed on his own bandcamp page https://gimu.bandcamp.com

ALBUMS

Sorrow Was An Embryo

Gimu's 6th album on TCFSR

"These songs were made throughout 2021 and reflect two men's various states of mind, my husband's and mine. They were invariably made while we were not experiencing some of the best times of our lives, both deeply affected by the desire to leave everything behind, to escape THIS existence and crawl into another in which we'd have several reasons to be sure that life, in all its aspects, is really good, and that existing is something we should be thankful for.
We're still here and we'll keep on trying.
The two of us and our canine daughter Genoveva."
Gimu

the realm of higher things

The Realm Of Higher Things, a collection of darker creations, is the fifth album by Brazilian sound sculptor Gimu to be released by TCFSR

Susurrus

" I made no new music throughout 2019.
that was a year that killed things such as desire, wish, will.
it killed "feeling like doing it".
it first killed my husband when his mom passed away.
then it killed me. being numbed became the daily agenda. to bear it all.
ghosts of the two of us roamed the flat and our own lives. who are you?
by December I talked to myself, I made myself understand at least ONE thing had to change: making music again.
laptop was (is) still dying. no money to get it fixed. concept: using this dying laptop to make new music.
so far I've made so many "sound pieces", I've got no clue what they'll become but I do wish they'll become my next album, the one after this one I've decided to call "susurrus".
while making some of those sound pieces, I couldn't help myself and made some drone pieces as well.
you know... the kind of drone pieces I'm always making and what they'll think, gimu?
how long have you been repeating yourself?
6 drone pieces in my familiar style can be found here.
making them were like those moments when you really know what's going on because you are in control.
a safe haven. like the longest track on the album: that's very elevated pleasure. making a piece like that is like smiling wildly.
smiling wildly or laughing my head off has, these days, to do with forgetting for a second.
if I am still alive (and so are you), I'll be back soon.
as I write this down, I've been in a lockdown for 2 weeks. the virus.
like you, I've never been through something like that before.
history is being made again right under our noses and it will stain pages of a book one day will be written.
very sad times x 2.
I do hope you find peace in the 6 songs here. let them in like peace-loving tranquil susurruses.
I do hope you, your kith and kin are fine.
I like to think the people who listen to my music are good-hearted people who make a difference in their worlds, however big it is.
that thought brings me comfort.

thank you.
love,

gimu/april2020 "

finally free, gravity

Created "for Guerlinda, my mother-in-law and good friend who passed away last January." finally free, gravity was listed amongst the best new ambient by Bandcamp in September 2019.

https://daily.bandcamp.com/best-ambient/the-best-new-ambient-on-bandcamp-september-2019

Veiled

Following 'Dad was a Jovian bird/All goes to darkness, and then...' in early 2017, 'Veiled' is the second album on TCFSR by respected Brazilian soundscaper Gimu."I lived in the same apt for about 6 years, in the same neighborhood I lived in for about 13 years. Even though I thought nothing would ever happen and I would spend the rest of my days on earth there, deep down I knew something would have to change because not many things were on their right places. It was a feeling but I had no clue what could be done so I wouldn't feel stagnated. Stagnation had been breathing down my neck for some years. Stagnation and apathy: what a duo! But then life pulled its strings, with a little help from my husband and his sister and here I am, about to turn 47, living very far from where I used to, for the first time in a kinda small town in the countryside, very far from big centres, starting again. It has been 6 months.The 3 songs on "Veiled" were the last ones I made in that apt where lots of songs and albums were made. Lots. The last 3 songs made on the iMac I'd had for 6 years. I'd been here for a month when it stopped working. Before moving, I sent TCFSR the songs saying I didn't know what to do about them and here they are, as a new album I decided to call "Veiled" and I hope one day I can understand why I called it that.I asked DD to title the songs and title he did them, poetically.I would like to thank Dental and Trixie for their efforts and dedication, and for making me feel so special. Much love." Gimu

Dad was a Jovian bird;
All goes to darkness, and then...

In February 2017 this pair of long form soundscapes was the first release by Gimu on TCFSR.

"I always intended that "Dad was a Jovian bird" would be called "Dad was an alien bird". It was a phrase I had in mind for years that I knew one day I would use as a song title. But all goes to darkness and then... "if it's from Mars, it's Martian. What if it's from Jupiter?" "OK, Google". "Jovian" is such a beautiful word and it sounds like "jovem" in Portuguese which means "young".
My father wasn't a young bird when he died but he was definitely different from his friends I knew as a child. Dad never really lost his inner child, although I don’t think that he realised. There was always something unusual about him. He was funny. He was silly. He was TOO good.
I never asked him if he wanted to be a father. I don't think he'd be able to answer. I don’t think children should want to emulate their parents, and I never wanted to be like my Dad. Now I realise that I am a lot like him.
It took me years to understand dad was never really ready for life on this planet. I'm afraid that is in my genes to struggle to live a ‘nice’ life and I should resign myself to never find peace of mind or material stability
What would a Jovian bird look like? I fail miserably when I try to understand what Jupiter is like, what it would be like to be there, if I could survive to fully enjoy my stay. Well, like my Dad's existence, my own existence, and tons of other things, I'm too small to grasp all that, so I must unwind and move on.
"Dad..." was started and finished in 2016. Dad died in 2006.

I don't usually have a concept when I sit down to work on a new song. Sometimes I don't even know I'll end up working on a new song.
I did have a concept, though, when I sat down to create "All goes to darkness...". I'd listened to something, some African music maybe, or something that borrowed from African music and it all revolved around C (the chord). I wanted to make something like that but I’m sure "all goes..." is very different from its inspiration.
I'd gathered many samples and they had nothing in common. I kept them in a folder, "just in case" and then I decided I was gonna use all of them on this song. It was gonna be like a parade of samples, different sounds that had nothing in common but the fact they were sounds I found beautiful and would like them to be on my music. Without them, "all goes..." would be a bit like canvas without the right paint, or an unfinished painting.
I remember that I had some piano thing sitting around that I didn't know how to use, it can be heard throughout the whole song in the background.
Some of the samples are very subtle and some have clear definition. I guess that my attempt to creating something that sounds African didn't quite work, but the percussion is there and so is the African-like tune (unless you think it doesn't sound African at all and I am nuts). Fair enough.
Like many of my compositions I wanted the song to sound like it was dying, which meant going for old tape eroded texture, an exercise on how to ruin files until you have the ideal 'wrong' sound.
"All goes to darkness and then..." was probably started and finished in 2015, and shelved... until now.

"All goes to darkness and then..." and "Dad..." have nothing in common or... maybe one day something will come to me and It'll be magical when I notice they were like father and son.

Actually they do have one thing in common. Get in touch with me to tell me what you think it is."