'To visualise and capture the pure essence of the farthest North, to breathe the breath of eternity and see the timeless frozen landscapes ablaze with the lights of the aurora borealis; that was part of my life before wyrd and a quest for knowledge brought me down from the mountains. On Farthest North, Canada’s Parhelion (Ihor Dawidiuk) joins forces with Zac Keiller from Australia with a quest to capture that grim and frostbitten place up north, where the polar cap grinds endlessly under the bleak light of the moon and the Midnight Sun.
The album is the very essence of bleakness, and that mentioned in a positive manner. It is a merging album that drifts in and out of sensations, from the beautiful swells of “Abode of Light” to the dreadful creeping drone of “Smokey God”. The multitude of visions tied to this album truly encompass all of the aspects of the cold north, from the harsh and hostile to the magnificent and wonderful. The journey across the ice takes us through drifting atmospheres merged with deep resonating drones, forming a landscape both desolate and magical. The sound of winds sweeping through the landscape conjures up the impression of solitude — an emotion that enshrouds one’s soul while gazing up unto the endless dark skies, filled to the brim with the glimmering stars. The album is accompanied by a collection of images featuring abstract northern landscapes to further enhance the wanderings of the mind. The combination of Parhelion and Zac Keiller is truly a fruitful one, and the combined minds of these two musicians have truly crafted something magical. The sound is always crystal clear, and the glacial transition between emotions is nothing short of brilliance.
Farthest North is a creation that speaks loudly to me on a personal level. My connection to the far north goes well beyond having been raised in the woods of Scandinavia. There is a certain something up there, especially in the Winter. There is a silence in the air, a sensation of desolation and of solitude, a tranquility that only the sleep of Winter can uphold. The tracks of this album almost emulate those drifting moments when you feel the strength of the climate biting through your skin, the pale landscape drifting out endlessly with only a few knots of civilisation fighting against the raw forces of nature. There is something hidden in the freezing mist that no sound or shape can truly recreate justly. The North is a place that has always haunted the human race. A frozen land where only the warmth of technology keeps us alive, a magical land where the wonders of the universe dance before our eyes, a barren land yet so filled with life. Farthest North takes us to that threshold, and beyond.'