An old gold and silver mining town, Telluride is hugged by the San Juan Mountains of Colorado, insulating the box canyon like an old, reliable sherpa-lined jacket. Locals live slow, both physically and metaphysically - the town limit's speed through the downtown core to 15 miles per hour, much to some local's frustration.
Not knowing the inspiration behind his latest single, Ryley Walker's "Telluride Speed" with its wafting tranquilly and flute-breezing between shushed, gentile guitar notes seems analogous to the low-velocity temperament of the Centennial State town. The single is the first from Deafman Glance, Walker's latest from Dead Oceans out May 18th. Expanding his repertoire from the acoustic jam-heavy records from before, "Telluride Speed" displays a new dimension into the Chicago songwriter's abilities to craft full-bodied, enigmatic art. What's left is the aggregate of an attempt by Walker to construct an honest piece of music to catch up with his own imagination, leaving behind the parts of his emblematic unbounded improvisation for more meticulous experimentation.