Asha Tamirisa

XR

In XR, color becomes pain. Taste the rainbow after the finishing move, after the firing squad goes home. Lounge on a flatline behind a TV dinner while watching the artificial sunset dance. Bands of pollutants are stretched over the flicker. A throbbing arp doesn’t let you forget your headache, the sinus pressure. Its sounds are a reminder of the gunfire, now ceased due to lack of ammunition. The only sound that remains is the dead signal, a burp from a corpse below the curve. From inside the casket, view the sunset, and smell the processed meat and melted plastic, burnt amplifiers, dying color.

• Asha Tamirisa: http://ashatamirisa.net

Mountains

You Can’t Hide Your Love Forever Vol. 11

Electro-acoustic journeymen Mountains populate their full-length LP releases with drifting expanses of analog drone, sculpting meditations equally capable of dilating time during a focused listen or enhancing any concurrent tasks with the benevolent murmurings of their machinery. The New York based duo’s fine-tuned senses of structure and drama set them apart from their contemporaries: if some drone-based projects seek transcendence in minimal fields of sound and static narrative arcs, Mountains charges their sessions with upheavals in form, continually refining their atmospheres with the onset of each new lead voice or synth patch. This dynamism stems in part from the intricate systems of gear at their fingertips. Modular synthesizers, guitars, and effect pedals consume entire tables in a live setting, offering a wide palette of textures to juxtapose or drape together over webs of looped electronic pulses.

As part of their ongoing single series You Can’t Hide Your Love Forever, Geographic North presents a 7” of new Mountains material that pleasantly deviates from the duo’s usual long-form tactics. The release’s two pieces compress their upward trajectories and overlapped complementary voices into miniature snapshots of activity that fade into life and recede back into the black all before the needle reaches the center of its seven diametric inches of real estate. “Parallel One” percolates over muffled modular rumblings into a lattice of filter-swept drones and zig-zagging synth missives. With its backdrop set into motion, the piece stretches its pedals toward the sun with each subsequent fine-grained hum that layers into the spread. “Parallel Two” sinks into a deeper drift as a gently distorted wash of tone colludes with rounder root notes that shine somewhere behind the curtain, sparking into life with busier arpeggios in the last minute before easing back into absence.

• Mountains: http://www.thrilljockey.com/thrill/Mountains
• Geographic North: http://geographic-north.com

Ahnnu

“The Racer”

The following is a sequence of .gifs that align directly with my mind upon listening to Ahnnu’s newest “The Racer” on Leaving Records:



• Ahnnu: http://www.dogtropic.net
• LEAVING RECORDS: http://leavingrecords.com

Lily Taylor

“Taxi”

Video director Melissa Cha always gets the mood perfect for the music she’s helping visualize, and it’s no different when it comes to Lily Taylor’s “Taxi.” With the same linger of light reflected off water, or swirling smoke before standing up, Lily Taylor gentle glides a lightly keyed melody as distant, encroaching drums begin to outline curves with shade, and then it all beings to blend when her vocals unveil The Ride in this “Taxi.” And as these vocals being to layer, the reflection of video does the same, juxtaposing your thoughts on hearing and seeing, but so subtly, that it’s more engrossing than it is ponderous. Thus is most of Lily Taylor’s newest album The Ride on Pour le Corps Records. It’s devastating in a beautiful whisk. Something about the softness played out in long forms as she does, but keeping it collected to merely a few minutes creates a very heavy focus on “Why? But, oo– that’s pretty.”

Snag Lily Taylor’s The Ride on cassette via Pour le Corps Records, and enjoy the pleasant light she is portrayed by Melissa Cha in “Taxi,” below:

• Pour le Corps Records: http://www.pourlecorpsmusic.com

The Cyclist

“Hot House”

“Make sure you’ve had your morning coffee first,” is the only warning The Cyclist gave me while sending over the video of his 100% Silk EP title track, Hot House. Like, if you thought “Bones In Motion” was bugged, “Hot House” will haunt your nightmares. By no means is it scary, but like when you’re tripping hard, trying to keep level, and you see a friend tripping on something else, in a completely different realm: THIS is the terror of the situation. Bringing yourself back to that complacency of the high. Which is made easy by The Cyclist, considering the back beat to “Hot House” keeps listeners grounded and nodding, keeping a pace that’s as doable as it is hallucinogenic. And if that didn’t satiate your mind to a calming plateau, his single “Heart of Stone” can give you the weight you need to pull yo high-ass back down to Earth.

Be on the lookout for Hot House EP on 100% Silk with the cassette and Music Is For Lovers via 12-inch (in 3D, so the vinyl looks badass)!

• The Cyclist: https://soundcloud.com/the-cyclist
• 100% Silk: http://listentosilk.com
• music/is/for/losers: http://www.musicisforlosers.com

  

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