Bleeping around burnt-out, candle-lit rooms like synthy expletive swear boxes, be guaranteed that trance induced states await. As a puerile being I was turning microwave dials to this shiit even before I knew I loved music. On another level – kooky, quirky, darkened, kosmische led psychedelia sounds like the best 60′s sci-fi soundtrack to the best sci-fi film you never saw? It all sounds vaguely familiar, as if recalled from the fading memories of a dream, yet it’s mature and well of its age – and well beyond. It’s alive – breathing new life into old sounds and becoming the future. Right before your very ears.
There’s a whole galaxy of sound at play. Like a gathering of like-minded, new age disciples of the Pauline Oliveros school of analog electronics, encased here in the modern age, all retro-like within the cavernous depths of a crypt or a witching hour altar? The analog and digital sounds, fusing organically with the warm absorbing texture of its ancient, medieval timber vessel. A huge, living, breathing music machine. The auditory space has claimed all that dwells inside of it, listeners alike and all 6 spacey offerings waver on undertones of whirring beats – tumbling and spiralling out of control and into an hypnotic vortex of the minds eye; sometimes near, sometimes far - the depth of which CAN be manipulated by the use of controlled, meditative breathing… 4th dimension riffs in the truest sense. Let these ripples of deep-space-drone wash over you.
Shazzula (Aqua Nebula Oscillator / Black Mass Rising Society) & Ernesto Gonzalez (Sylvester Anfang II / Bear Bones, Lay Low) be these drone pilots. Covert mission complete.
Black Mass is infiltrating the States as we speak…
