01 – Discourse
02 – Golden Ghetto
03 – Descriptivist Perscriptivist
04 – Conversation
05 – Futurosity
06 – Disrupted
07 – The Message
08 – Fettine Panate
09 – The Universe Is Under No Obligation To Make Sense To You
Consciousness creates patterns from chaos. She orders the reality to live. My algorithms extract information from the noise of the radio and transform, create patterns, melodies, colorful figures… I model these structures by altering the code (livecoding), improvising a physical journey to consciousness.
If Kai Engel’s third album showed his abilities as a composer of cinematic soundtracks for historical films, then his new work gets us back to the neoclassical tone of sound, only with far greater versatility and skill. Once again you’ll hear lyrical melodies born in joys and sadnessess of love, inspired by a melancholy in the night, a light sorrow and urban romantics.
Echelon, the (SIGINT) or “signals intelligent” was or is the worlds leading information gathering entity. Anything from e-mails to cell phone interception, this group of shadow people who operate behind the closed “green door” can and will with a push of a button, listen in on my own and your personal traffic.
“Smile, Echelon Knows” by Telegraphy is a cloak and dagger deception of dubed audio and field recordings, that will gather all traffic of synthesized chords and beats which will link together all possible variables to make a profile of “you” the listener. Smile !
It seems that only art-punk has acquired the national sound among all the rock genres performed in Russia. This sound is peculiar and is not recognized by the masses. So it is highly underestimated.
Here is an evident example of debut work by multiinstrumentalist Konstantin Zeda from St.Petersburg in collaboration with Anatoliy Nikulin as a sound producer. From the very first seconds of the recording it’s pretty understandable that the album doesn’t tend to be modern. The sound stylization roots back to the rock of 70s,to glam rock Roxy Music’s sort as well as music hall. Melody greatness is performed with high stage/theatrical emotionality and punk energy though moderate one. The album at whole has a concept, in spite of the absence of the connecting line between tracks. The imagination brings back the story lines from soviet musical film about the XVI-XVIII centures. The point is that it’s not because of the misic itself, but lyrics as well, as in “Veronika”, “Sladkiy son”, “Luchshiy den’”, “Korol” and especially “Prizrak”. Friendly speaking I don’t know anything about the author’s intention but the soviet film collection could fill up with one more nonexistent film.