Most drone-trippers neglect the 7-inch vinyl format because they, I’m assuming, find it limiting. What’s the point of getting a good lather going if you can’t sustain it for as long as the moment demands? Bulgaria’s Mytrip don’t think this way at all. They see ambient music as a weapon, and wield it well on Empty. I’m not sure if I’d be able to tell the difference between these two six-minute exercises, even after listening to each two-dozen times, but that’s part of the appeal of dro’; nothing strays far from the motherboard, and as such each body of sound is connected, if not uniform. Like in the matrix. “Wait for Me” is endowed with some serious low-end that tore my speakers a new one, and there’s a whole other world thriving up above, enchanted by an ongoing swirl of effects sewage whose source I’m not even going to attempt to pinpoint. It’s a strong piece of work though, tunneling far beneath the earth, where only the chosen will notice (which is kinda what this whole thing we’re doing represents, no?). “Wherever You Are” seems a mellower monster until a flash flood of drone doom begins to sour souls. Mytrip pressed 250 of these; the rest is up to you.
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