Werra Foxma Records
Out 31st September
Not every artist is capable of making work that makes you stop thinking and pay attention. Most can only add to the things already on your mind. Missouri based electronica musician Oceanographer is one of the former. His manipulations of sound are capable of turning heads and making them move to the subtle swaying of the beat. When it comes to ambient music production, none are better at fusing delicacy with intrigue than Oceanographer. Nectar is a latest LP and to offer a distinctively fascinating journey into the serious and sentimental.
Soaring horns travail the skyline in flutters of gusty tone, layers of harmonising character join in tapestries of kite-like bunting that stretches into nets. Bells join the foray in an echoing corridor of adjustments. High and low tones merge through a wood effected amplitude as synthesiser tones brush the arthropod-like colour changes with inventive and intuitive strokes. Meeting Of Hearts adapts to a beautiful humming between resonant inflections of humanity and machine that dance to the patterns of mutual acceptance.
The enchanting Cloud King follows in which a singing-bowl drone melody evolves into fractal chimes and harmonic resonances. Distorted percussion pours from one side to the other in Dali-esque betrayals of nature. Repeating chimes playfully gurgle like infant toys being used by intelligent elves only they can see. A dappling of form overpowers the majority of the sensation with bass that clinks and claps over furniture and drapery.
A tubular scratching kinesis opens into watery backgrounds that bubble and waft with sunny dances. Disparate funnels of moving air coalesce into a waterfall that churns with torrential and effervescent opaqueness. Walls of crystalline pressure buffet the moving current of time that swiftly swims through interdimensional waterscapes and flow. Twinkling lights decorate the upper reaches of the charming surrounding, contained yet positioned within a well-defined evolution. Kettle Dance sweeps us away in clouds of vapour.
Ghostly debris and train sidings clatter with gradual motion as carriages pass through on long-distance journeys. Slowing down to a crawl, empty architecture illuminates under the glare of rolling lamps. Greasy metalwork slides against oily machinery which loops through alien dreams and evaporations of old memory. After The Rain, Before The Rainbow is that magical chapter in which nostalgic phantoms reminisce against charcoal hued skies. The sun comes out through a lattice of speckled cloud-fare and wisps that glisten underfoot.
Kaleidoscope Joy unveils on soaring chimes and sparkling rivers that glitter and splash with luminous physics. A circular image manifests as melodic rhythm pushes higher with harmony lent by generous pad synthesisers that rise in warm currents. Multi-layered and blissful, the music forms imaginary realms of infinite splendour within compartments of tone and choice of sound manifestation.
Next, a slight tone breaths into existence, meandering and shifting like differing liquids flowing into the same glass. A surge of decadent cushioning forms within, odd keys lend a sense of awkward abandon to a joyous medley of character and sense. New tones submerge from hidden surfaces and become part of the mixture with calling and otherworldly non-linear intentions. Aurora opens like forest flowers, bringing a mingle of instruments and percussion together in a flux of energetic sundances.
Sweeping choruses of aquatic song beckon the senses as Sightings ends the album. Passive incantations form over whisking sensations that caress with gentle perceptiveness. Spongy rhythms fizzle in warming air while distressed tones crumble into long instilled ethers. Foaming sprites of distilled sound vibrate into floral bouquets stitched with fairy-lights and rugged vesper books. A manifestation of promise, long-awaited wishes granted, and folded realities meeting in the centre.
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Dark Fidelity Hi Fi
Migration of the Meaning
Out 24th September
Known for his immutable talent with professional level studio capabilities, Dark Fidelity Hi Fi returns with a new album. Last March saw the release of Beautiful Fragments which took over stereos nationwide and beyond. Blending organic live instruments with computer and synthesiser sound production, the two wings of modern music creation take Dark Fidelity Hi Fi further than many dare to go. Destined to blur the lines of genre and fandom, folks who discover DFHF never look back.
Humming bell-drones warp and evolve with harmonious layering as poly-sonic raindrops scatter and splash. A drum begins as bass thumps with long breathy surges. A multiplier of direction unfolds like a compass spinning at due north. Each variation in the sound builds new direction and scope to the drawing lights that curtain the surroundings. Migration of the Meaning rides through distinctive randomness as subtlety and poignancy mirror each other's flow. The bass begins to take control, throbbing and sinking through a whispering and trickling stream of continual soul.
Next is Movement. A peel of delicate bells chimes through rumbles of deep guttural pangs. A groovy synthesiser pulse then kicks off a lighter mood as a drum-score builds up in beautifully timed progressions. Each bar sweeps by like sections of motorway and the scenery grows and shapes itself into a tall and built up backdrop. Breaks in the lighting offer shadowy sections as street-signs grow from pin-pricks in the distance.
A tingle and ghostly wail summons a sense of exploration through shady reminiscences, then through a lens of fog, a rising energy boils from depressurised liquids. Bubbles form and burst as bass meets cymbal as disorientating sounds swirl and circle like vulturous semblances of feeling. Voice murmurs through a dreamy veil as chirruping sonics bounce from high ledges. Rattling cymbals and a stitch-work of patterned bass tumbles head over through clinging atmospheres. Treasures turns corners and discovers tangible fortunes through the mutation of sound pairings and key holding.
The familiar flickering of Broken Neon manifests in a sound. A beginning shifts to droning loops as energy levels layer and ping from cathode to anode in resistant flux. Digital tones bounce and penetrate the hum as electrons fizz and spark through churning ambience. Rhythm sprouts from obscure twigs that crown the mixture like a hawthorn lattice, prickled and lush.
It seems the sign is working now, we're given a soft intro to an oceanic surge of powerful tone. The warmth is lovely as an intricate display begins to animate. A melodious bass begins the piece proper as chimes bend over branches to avoid low hanging fruit. Only the best will do as filled spaces twinkle with adaptive and unique emptiness. The cavernous collision between bass and poetry in sound collapses into origami miniatures that stand proud and aware of their purpose. Soft Light for Re-Entry glides along and guides us in with clarity and crystal fascination.
A deep throaty moan climbs through darkness with a drum on its back. The pounding bass meets the droning hum as tinks of cymbal shine illumination on the footholds. A synthetic bass is added, it pounds and scrapes at the lower regions as a hedonistic cymbal rolls and jostles at the top of the tree. Snaking melody tapestries with punching energy that gradually fills waiting space. Progressions deliver a layered chaptering of sound that folds over through new sonics and interesting sounds. Whisper to the Siren offers up dreams and passages forgotten.
Dappled tones resonate in haunted rooms as creeping lights unsettle the holding dust. A metallic sound chimes like an alien bell that holds its pause as light-speed carries us toward it. A rising chord tone pushes the energy higher and a drum suddenly slots into the formation. A flying shape of vibrancy then soars through an orange and purple sky which smiles down on cloud like forms of knowing composition. Shaolin Drum takes us through a lesion of temporal feeling through meditative yet briskly dynamic movements through nowhere.
It's tie for a Warm Signal. It wafts over in aromatic drones of fuzzy charm. A bell strikes the melody as heavy bass fits in the bar. Strings then lift the harmony into new motions before atmospheric voices coat the top with luxurious forlorn. Vector images rotate and zoom in mental imagery as distinctive scratchings and frictions attempt to burst the bubble. Digital sounds play like wild animals in an enclosure of manicured and formulated presence.
The album culminates with a live version of Shine. It starts with a poly-sonic walk through bass and keyboard. Shimmering undercurrents drift in angelic slow moving drives. The drumming enters on quick hats and rolling rim strikes. Perhaps it's brush on snare, maybe we'll never know. It sounds interesting, and the intrigue only grows as layer upon layer are melded on with the precision of an artisan welder. Spacious and punchy rhythms fill the room as chimes and pulsing melodics fathom the hushed sensation.
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Out 17th September
Since way back in 2010, Narda has been exploring his musical talents via releases on over 20 different labels. Impressive stuff, a hot ticket on anyone's roster, and something exciting for us to enjoy. Narda creates original tracks by the way of powerful rhythms and sculpted sonics each built from the bottom up. No copy and paste from file, no presets, it's pure creativity. A back to back run of dance classics are waiting to be uncovered and played loud. Recently released and doing the rounds, now there's no excuse to not know about this. Made of 3 originals and a radio edit for each, let's run through the main features.
Bass Bites throws us in to a ball-pit of bouncing depth charges and vocal scatterings that fill the off-beats. A drum-fill senses the next move and throws another layer of bass. Multi-layered and rhythmic pulses play out a funky tempo to the sound of 3D drums and repeating samples. Impetus to get up and move is spread like thick butter over the soft bread of balanced undertones. Evolving interludes roll the music into new parts of the composition as different layers shrink and rise in time to the flow of the groove.
Next, another groove is punched into the cards by a mechanically minded drummer. Kick bass snugly moulds around snare and subtle cymbals before a sample pushes the boat into the sea. Synthesiser chords jive in wavy lines as drums throb and echo through spacious venues. Melody gives the break a new flux as funky jazz chords shimmer on neat adjustments. Uplifting inflections of tone craft unique and blended journeys through progression and dancing motive. Fire Up The Disco is a simple instruction, we had better do what it says.
A rumble of toms and cymbal rolls elevates a thumping groove as a vocal sample plays a conversation. Talkative drums match the human phonics as a pressure is increased with various synths and bass instruments. Wholesome rhythm pushes the sailboat across the water in striding bursts of energy. A continual flow of vocal dramatises the music as a constant shifting sands of bass ripples and warps underfoot. Taking Notes is a deep and sensual number that tries to listen to what is being said while fending off the emotion of the situation.
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Singularity Series 1
Science Cult Records
TBR: 24th September
The Science Cult team proudly present their newest musical avenue. The Singularity Series from Lee Holman explores and dissects the Techno genre with banging quality. With storyboards and months of writing behind him, this first edition of the music run whets the lips. Late night lights and smoke machines no-doubt fill the imagination but what else can we expect? Let's listen.
With rattling bells and a thunderous bass Abstain From All Intoxicants begins. Thrusting tempo raises with tonal wholesomeness with adjustments in the levels subtly building the sonic pressure. An urgency calls out through persistent bells and alarm like tension as huge bass drips like mercury onto hot wood. The volume just keeps climbing as new layers of unison tempo fill the space into a massive wall of sudden rhythm.
A wobbly at sea sense brings out a new drum-score as more rumbling bass and toms throb and thrash to the clickety click of rolling hats. A growling creeper bass sniffs around in the lower passages as it ascends the stair to greet the garden. Chirps and open-air sounds whistle quietly among the huge dance rhythm projected through bass and cymbal. Progression and prowess bring Deep Cover to a climactic trance and full-body dance that hypnotises with repetition and roaring sensations.
Next is Death Surge. Deep and resonant bass hits us with the familiar techno edge. A cymbal hits the offbeat as distant oscillations twinkle behind the curtain. Listening intently, behind the dance instructions, a grinding sound rises like an engine. Drums now add to the bass and fill the space with energy as the synthesiser rises in amplitude. Motives and subtle movements shine behind the continual uplift of progressive drumming. New layers of rhythm throw the track into an everlasting climb out of the atmosphere and into stellar orbit.
Choppy synths in multiple arrangements are pinned together by a glistening and wooden throb bass. Massive and intense, the rhythm punches us in the temples as robotic voices start to chant. A ringing cymbal then implements its intention as the digital sounds twirl into spirals. Neutralise builds with gradual input, extra layers of atmosphere develop through frantic and kinetic drum-fills that hang from the climbing bars of a constant bass.
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Out 17th September
Delay Grounds stands strong after the successes of his previous work, 2020's Onomatopoeia and 2021's Upcycling clearly established the producer in the realms of synthesiser music and beyond. Already known for playing the bass in psychedelia bands, when Patrick Tipler moved to Bristol he reinvented his sound with the use of keyboards and computers. Designed to comprise an astral journey to the music of a lost civilisation, this inconspicuous little gem unpacks into a divinatory experience.
Nature sounds and children make a gorgeous frosting to a shimmery synthesiser that curls as the notes are peeled away. Watery echoes and distant voices mingle on the edge of vibrant machinery that begins to move as we approach. Engineering and the presence of life coalesce in a dancing orb of sonic exploration. A guitar begins to strum with abstract chords as whistles and swirls fly upward and dance together. Origin is like a radio being tuned in, and some distant station keeps manifesting through an overlapping channel.
I'd Like To See You Try brings a breathy tempo with scratching bubbles and clicking taps. Strange angles of synthesiser rise as a drum-beat brings a poly-rhythmic flow to the swagger. As a vocal sample calls out, a resonant and hollow bass drum begins to pound as hand-drum sequences jig into peculiar tangents. Hissing sonics and gravitation effects warp the presentation into various shapes as the rhythm continues to intercept the time.
Bouncy bass and distorted snares bring a sensation of travel through shady places. Gusts of synthetic wind buffet the compact resonances and glistening facias that soar outward. The melody is simple yet effective and when the drums add new energy the whole forms into a groove defined by the progression. Rhythmic and expansive, the music takes glancing peers into realms adjacent to our own in order to observe and ingest what is there. Itch progresses well, building up from simple lines into a multi-functional and character filled musical score.
Next, Are We There Yet portends of the barrier between here and there. It's a tense time as we gradually let go of our comforts and lunge into the unknown. A banging metallic rhythm strikes a firm tempo as various drums adapt and flow in surrounding tributaries of percussion. Massive swings of bass punch at the low-ground as the evocative and meandering high-end spectrum fans out and flutters in all directions.
A peppering of beats open and a scattering of cymbals spices the mixture. A dub effect loops and echoes the various tones that follow. Beats and buzzes rise from twisting wires and clicking gears. Rhythm dominates, a mechanical sense of togetherness keeps all the moving parts in turn taking unison. Beeps and digital aspects grow from clock-work beginnings, adapting and shifting as the load bearing beams are given yet more to repel. Soft Detatch is a strange and awkward number that appreciates the effortless chaos that sits behind straight lines.
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Sky Without Colours
TBR: 17th September
Turning the world inside out with an eight track album, making club and radio music that sounds like nothing else, Julian Stetter presents Sky Without Colours. Taking the image of a brilliant sky, inverting the colours, and projecting the emotional symbol through sound, a diverse and multifaceted journey follows the guiding light. With vocals provided by Aydo Abay, the music overlaps the boundaries between banger and ballad which describes the waves of feeling that we sometimes see stroking the top of the sky.
It begins on a graceful micro-sound which builds gradually into audible polysynths. A bass launches in and scattered percussive sounds resonate into the swirl. Mixtures of different colours create kinetic patterns in a slow-moving Petri-dish of sonic clarity. Bass rises again, stitching the effervescent synthesiser and shepherding a selection of tones into a funnel of directed reverberation. Calm is comprised of many layers which take turns to lead the pack and yet their continual presence is kept in check by a stiff and stern attention to detail.
No Cure is next, the affliction is rhythm. It hits us with mellow drums and pulsing synthesiser that hangs on the tone. Aydo Abay begins singing. A crystal voice shines with diamond clarity as the music builds beneath him. Huge bass ripples in the waters as each line of song begins and glistening tones sparkle in moving concentric circles ever outward as new footsteps bring us closer to the centre. Layers of viscous treacle run over one another in vocal and mystical synthesiser that beams like sunlight through mucky windows.
Shakers and cymbals begins a smooth drive through a winding avenue as bass rises from the background. A droning pitch leaps forward as the wind sweeps past in gallant bursts. Plucked and piano tones then form from the mists and take the top position. Fizzy harmonies spiral in a chord like looped melody that rises. Mornings breathes itself into being with casual drifts of moving sound kept in motion by the motoring lead melody. New pulsing human voice sounds with heavy reverb join a jostle of toms before the main synthesiser rejoins the flow.
The title track of the album is next. Sky Without Colours begins on a winding string that reels in on gentle tugs. We are like a kite being buffeted by little gusts and sunny pressure changes. Abay begins to sing, polyrhythmic percussion rattles in a score of three-dimensional backing as synthesiser and bass rear into the crowd. Dancing tones circle in starry-eyed gestures as frictional tempo clatters and tumbles into specific images and frames for the haunting vocal.
Next, a dialling call lists from the silence into our field of sound. As the body of intention shifts its perspective to greet our ability to perceive, clapping snares and echoes of shaken steel break like waves over a dreamy and solid drift forward. Building up with repeating rhythms and subtle shifts in amplitude, harmonies and inflections doze through the shifting surface of self-similar yet inventive music. Ambush progresses slowly, with enough impetus to make it worthwhile. Rolling sonics are piece by piece added to and pushed to their intense maximum with clever selections of change.
Strumming tones ring together in a slender yet diverse run of pulse. Vocals begin and the tuneful delivery gives presence to the motherload that sits beneath. Synthesiser and drums work together in a shifting sand bedrock for the lyrics to swim like butterflies on the breeze. Synthesiser begins to take another dimension, bass raises and forms a chunky surge through notorious sounding bars. Mountain Of Geeks makes us walk the plank with a constant pressure yet the lyrical interludes offer much needed breathing space.
It's Hold My Hands next. Distant voices sing through watery filters and subtle synthesiser settles into clangs of vibrant percussion. The vocal moves to the front as a harmonising choir sound drones in textured backgrounds. Silken veils separate each part as the corners are kept warm with their own part of the story. Leaps of notation splash against walls of colour and fall back into form with simple synchronicity. As the music progresses, new rhythms form like crystals on winter leaves as vapours spindle hairline prayers in the shrinking air.
The last track takes hold with a drilling yet comforting tone that asks us to follow its line of sight. Gazing yonder, a hypnotic flux creates secluded spaces that seed deeper thought. Bass rises and forms a meandering melody that repeats on graded templates. Drum casually kicks with the slender lighting which flashes introspectively with every beat. Sleep is a rocking lullaby which is filled with interesting and unique exploratory sounds.
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Out 3rd September
Direct from the Russian landscape and with a powerful direction sharpened by recent events, Corvad instigates the gradual release of his new album. These two tracks start the party with a double-edged sword fused from the finest materials. Having established himself in a big way thanks to signings with Mau5trap and Soma, it's time for Corvad to throw another stone into the water. This time he's making waves on the shores of Cosmism and their eclectic circle of motivated music fans. A firm believer in his own direction and his own power to rise above the world, Circle puts the soundtrack to success in brand new clothes.
Robotic voices begin to chant a rhythmic semblance of sounds as various subtle synthesisers rise to greet the flow. A grasp of drums begins the engine like a key turning in the ignition and a throbular rumbling bass delivers a smooth and catchy tempo. Bass and cymbals rattle within the stream of sound as the rhythm shows us it's in charge. Drums take on a leading role, effects and breaks rise into a culmination of sensation before it breaks down into another build. Circle leads us round the edge of a tempting dance, teetering on the cusp of excitement until it hands over a generous dose of industrial sounding techno.
Next is Take Me. The track starts with a strange spookiness with rubbery friction and soaring pitched chills. A bass with amazing power begins to punch in at phenomenal speed as the samples and synths break from their bonds. An intense projection arises, frantic beats scamper in sliding floors as walls of resonating texture alert us with their presence. It boils down to eerie sounds again before that persistent and urgent bass throws a hardcore rise into the centre of the mix. One more round of panic fuelled ferocity pushes the pressure to beyond its safety mark but we all know this old engine can take a lot more.
We eagerly await the next chapter!
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Noises Made Figuring Things Out EP
Out 3rd September
Poxy Records founding member Pop Wallace is back on the front row with a brand new EP. Noises Made Figuring Things Out combines extra-ordinary song-writing skills with a drive for making people happy through music. Alongside Lenny Melon and Willhouse as part of the original Poxy Records team, the crowd-funded Good Boy LP was Wallace's first album and Poxy's first proper pressing. Now Pop Wallace once more flies the banner of buoyancy and bohemianism with this independently produced and established sound line. As no stranger to radio and media attention, with his Ireland home regularly mentioning and playing his music, the rest of the world has already begun to catch on to this hook line and sinker and are gladly being reeled in.
The music starts with Resume. A drunken piano tone resonates into a score of drums and rhythmic chords. Throbbing bass and rolling drums fantasise and project images of warmth and togetherness as the catchy and relaxing composition moves forward. Snares rise from the warming groove like vapours from broth that bubbles with bass and flavoursome aromas. The track changes and a moody atmosphere forms with the projection of nostalgic melodies. A bass and synthesiser begin to draw our attention as crackling static becomes snare and rhythmic plucks. A break brings out a new sense of energy as saxophone tales the lead. Bass and drums work in clever tempos to revel in the freedom and flow. Waltz With Whoever describes a once in a lifetime meeting between two like-minded dancers.
Serial Experiments is next. It begins with a groovy beat made of splashy cymbals, dapper snare, and catchy bass-lines. A vocal and guitar form a new chapter as the drumming lays back and offers a more seductive ambience. A spiral of chiming notes takes a moment to find its purpose and the drums fall back into a forward position. The mixture of melodies and forms continually fixes to the flow and makes it dynamic. It's followed by a scattered keyboard jazz and funk style rhythm hat bursts with disco quality. A combination of snare and cymbal elevate the concoction as vocal samples repeat in catchy interludes. Neat layers of repeating tempos and note selections in S.D.S. create a circular and uplifting current of music that draws you in.
A smooth and cinematic intro brings out a new sunny day before drum n bass allows a frantic energy to adapt to the vibe. Trumpet sounds and wah-wah guitar dance together in a matched synchrony. More vocal samples wash the sound with human qualities and huge drums shine and colour the notes to the sound of driving and rubber infused bass. Wet Whistle throws everything up at us and we catch the prizes with open arms. Next up is Cold Summer. Chilled and relaxed beats work with muted piano that sinks into comfiness as descriptive melody finds the time. Warm subtlety rises in undercarriages of string before another dimension is revealed through deep meditative subjection.
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Disco Gecko Recordings
TBR: 17th September
Turn up the hush, it's Andrew Heath with his New Eden. Known for ambient and piano-led music, Andrew Heath continues to explore the inner realms through the medium of sound. A perpetual regard for nuance and subtlety brings a tangible presence to his studio compositions. This new work brings out the guitarist within, providing more of the instrument to work alongside the familiar mellow atmospheres. Inspired by nature and its scenery, the soul of a weatherman, and with a blank map and pencil, New Eden opens the gates on a mythical garden.
Welcome to Utopia. This impossible place can exist within sound when made by the right people. A sunny haze of dusty warmth rises from lush meadows as life is described by colourful guitar. The mixture of organic and digital touches both sides of the same rainbow as peaceful vibes radiate from the wholesome compositions. Melody garners pace within slow and blissful bars of major key. Effects and studio sounds glisten within post-production as heart-felt expressions of music drift elegantly through space.
A horn calls out in silent mists and strings greet it in resonant compatibility. The guitar plucks at special notes as whistles and brass form meandering currents of motion within the crackle of a rolling deck and slowly crashing waves. You, yes You, a place of openness and peace. Described in sound, this shoreline of serenity forms long stretching walkways of clear blue afternoons. Warm and ruminating guitar frolics on the tingling oceanside as impassioned winds carry feelings through fleeting impossibilities.
Original sounds resolve from mysterious semblances, banging and crashing within organised activity, then organs. A pretty tune knits itself from kinetic action with harmonies and slow-moving wisps of intent. Strings begin to warble and strike pitches in seemingly ornate randomness. A combination of pipe organ and violin reaches into the pit and launches up again with a renewed sense of joy. Faith finds the incomprehensible answered with a realisation of a universally conscious cause.
Dreams Of Bees And Pomegranates once again invites us into a personal space with recordings of shuffling papers and clicking things. Guitar vibrates in on warm air that lifts buoyant flags into parachutes of soft presentation. A chaotic sense is entwined in the sounds of shuffling and movement that sits awkwardly on soft and translucent notes and harmonies. Deep tones gong through muffled tapestries as sunshine representations chime in sequential and harmonious bells.
A shrill pitch unfolds into warm tones that glide on silken surfaces. Footsteps and electronics drift alongside one another in a unison companionship that puts soul into the synthesised notes. A new layer of guitar begins to lift the near silence to a new dimension of being as a buzzing insect approaches the microphone and asks to be part of the album. Happy to oblige, The Healing accepts that sometimes a sting is necessary for someone to get better.
Subtle breaths of sound shine from material clad stereo speakers as the aroma of room is spun into a musty vortex. Bending guitar notes twinkle behind crackles and hugging synths that fill the space with softness. A delicate and cinematic flow encompasses Sleep Experiments, sounds of water and washing guitar strokes mirror the reflectivity of shiny pad harmonies. Deep and almost discordant sweeps of undertone carry the music forward in bipolar reminiscences of other days.
A resonating bell rings without a strike as if being rubbed by a slow moving stick. Sounds of life and birdsong sprinkle atmosphere through a misty and moving dreamworld of togetherness. A sense of obliviousness and acceptance of permanence permeates the slow-moving and tranquil flow of sound. A piano drops a story with a simple melody that thumps with soft boots on standing blades of grass. The unknown is written as each moment passes by. Musik Gemälde is a picnic of emotions and soft sensations that we wish could last forever. Maybe in Eden, it does.
Pause begins to show us that it's not a pause at all. Droplets of sound playfully evaporate into the warm moving air as the birds continue to sing. Maybe a moment alone, hopes and fears are presented in a patchworked ballet of scrap-book stories and patterns. What ifs and notices of misaligned mechanics form fractured chords within an otherwise positive lustre.
A slow and harmonious horn rises in adjacent corridors to piano that adds black keys in spectral methods that reach to the sky. Gazing upward, lights shine down upon ancient pages and glyphs that depict once true skyshapes and forms. Now, a quilled professor scribbles the new positions on parchment while taking long sighing moments to peer into the never-ending heavens. The Astronomer's Library, inherited from mind to mind, now lies in our hands to care for and keep up-to-date.
We reach Dereliction. To escape, avoid, fall apart, crumble, the sound continues on. Rain falls heavily on the sound of seagulls and moving choruses. Angelic images penetrate the wholesome field of view as tired eyes gaze upon forlorn castles and empty sands that yawn into the ocean. We drift, gradual steps take us through with windswept skirts and undone top-buttons. A sunset pushes home deep hues of orange and gold as we sit together and enjoy the silhouettes of wading birds with shadows leaning long into the ripples.
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Introducing the splendid talents of ambient and atmospheric music producer, Talise Waya. Like so many of us nowadays, Talise Waya is managing her own career in music and the arts. Home-schooling her two children and running a creative enterprise is no easy feat. Breaking into the scene with Distant Calls, Talise Waya shows us that she is one of the composers that can reinvent the universe for us. Intelligent and hard-working, this snippet of the future is just enough to make us hungry for the next instalment.
Twinkling realisations tip-toe into crystal still waters as harmonies evaporate from the watching trees. An orchestration of unique sounds and beautiful progressions play like fireflies in a long vacated field. Vibratory and pinched tones collect armfuls of free-flowing magic as they once more spread and envelop the larger space. A tranquil and enchanting atmosphere pushes outward in all directions in sensitive and cinematic sweeps of composition.
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