Mysterious and almost mythical substance that lives deep under water of earth’s electronic oceans. It designs synthetic sound sculptures on regular basis. It’s compositions are dynamic rhythmic patterns combined with emotional melodies and various digital effects. Few it’s creatures are captured in our nets and presented in this release.
“Small Town Mysteries” is a tough one. Conceived during a five hour long spontaneous jam session with a let-it-all-out approach it both harkens back to the artists’ punk-rock upbringing and follows the course set by the first album. The voice is back and the crumpled paper poetry is back but this time with a bunch of fellow Karelian musicians to bounce off of. The result – four songs, oscillating from a gentle whisper to a desperate outcry, disjointed, reflection-fueled but unmistakably notforme!
Specially to the album was written a short story about the adventures on the White Sea
A music: very simple, as present and obvious as the happening round us. Its sounds: Elements in space, which fly apart in uniform motion, without resistance and get together again.
Llankrú masters the vanishing till the dispersal. Just as its opposite: The bang, with which all wants to expand into space from the center with force. In doing so time is relative. And therefore their im- and explosions happen in seemingly endless calm.
The instruments sound like they sound. A guitar, a second, guitar, a bass and a drum set. The musicians have freed sound and arrangement from all the superfluity and potential masquerade. But intuitively, not wilfully. The single sin is the glowing overdrive sometimes. But to this one the blessing was given already.
With all this „Sturz durch Raum und Zeit Richtung Unendlichkeit“ (C. Karges) Llankrú’s songs relate wonderfully. They could be the six episodes of a film, which may work stand-alone, but forge a bridge of a whole narration together.
The narrative power rises with the reduction. That’s the magic of the basics. Everything runs to a point, slowly the sum of the parts emerges and condenses more and more. And than suddenly: Nothing.
poj.wlkp’s new album ‘Do Zorzy’ is their 10th and presents their best recordings to date. The wonderful progression continues, as the creative force behind the project, Jan Strach, fine tunes his abilities and really focuses them into a unique and forlorn dreamy atmosphere. Taking 4 years to create, these songs have been excruciatingly crafted and analyzed by an artist who has poured his heart and the secrets of his soul into every sound and lyric. Each song has an interesting structure with layers of ambiance, character and experimentation strewn about the melodies, all while maintaining a core of folk.
The opening song “Zrobilem Sobie Spacer” sets the tone of the album with a wonderfully noodling guitar dancing throughout its ether, ultimately climaxing in howling melody. The album continues triumphantly with peaks and valleys, all weaving in and out of heartfelt lyrics and lush instrumentals. Coming full circle at the end with “Białe Pola,” a beautiful acoustic number reminiscent of the early days of poj.wlkp. Two bonus tracks grace the Unfinite Records release, both of which only add to the album’s allure. On the whole, ‘Do Zorzy’ is a crowning effort waiting to be explored on a rainy day in your heart of hearts.
This self-produced EP is the first work by Go Ask Alice: eight instrumental tracks, composed between 2012 and 2013, recorded and mixed by Matteo Spinazzé, in collaboration with Curzio Ferri playing drums and Andrea Oggiano with his acoustic guitar.
Perfection is terrible is the first verse of Sylvia Plath’s poem “The Munich Mannequins”.
“Perfection” here is completeness, closure, inability to evolve and reborn, perfection is death.
Perfection is indeed terrible, can’t have a child, just as Plath’s Munich Mannequins, cold marble statues, beautiful and perfect, frozen with us in a never ending present, the immense futureless present of the “capitalist realism”: the end of history.
“Playing Standards Very Differently (Original Avant-Garde Solo Piano Improvisations)”
“Wings of an Angel continues to boldly explore new sonic territory and with this latest release, he does that with one instrument, the piano. He has taken some of the world’s most famous classical pieces, turned them inside out, added his own signature improvisatory style and created breath-taking works of spiraling psychedelia/Avant-Garde complexity which will lead you into dreams and visions you never thought possible.
His playing is expressive, emotive and yet he brings the classics into a new dimensional space with precision all the while, creating a playful atmosphere on an album you don’t want to miss.”
(…) An album, recorded quasi overnight, when check lists, fault-finder and top producer sleep. Thus escaping forward, handbrake released and handluggage only: A bunch of broke, a fistfull of wire brush chords, a cup of dreamy speckles, the bass unleashed during walking, the drums dashed downstairs with rumble, outside in front of the door after all everything spontaneously and happily exaled with a deep sigh. (…)
“Death Dubitabilis is sunny walk down gentle warm dreams over soft breeze. And then it all turns to shit. Dropped the really big one. Slowly led by the hand to give crushing sounds of reality pulled down up apart on insistence from gravity’s violence. And we still can’t find where we parked. The lousy future gets worst every time it’s here. Stuck in the Death Dubitabilis. Got no more cigarettes. Light years in puffy awed hell.”