From crackles and clicks emerge some pleasant plucked grooves and shuffling percussion. Understated, gentle. Flickering rhythms are licked with hectic free jazz motifs. Delicate guitar strums drift amidst static and hums that evolve into long sonorous drones and ringing notes that hang, suspended.
Crashing cymbals and gongs wash against plucked notes to create atmospheric caverns of sound, and ethereal folk-tinged vocals rise from scraping feedback and a bubbling sonic stew. The final track, the six and a half-minute ‘Last Passacaglia’ is a wildly tempestuous folksome cacophony that’s both disorientating and majestic. While not immediately accessible by any means, it’s an intriguing work.
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