Waking up alone in a room you’re not familiar with, but language you can understand, and no colors. You’re skin: colorless. A magic that tingles throughout your heart and blood and streams of joy and contentment. Meditation of the way we move. Or movement. Upon movement. Melodies you’re sure are bird calls. More natural calls. When nature calls. Puns in shifting locations when you awake. The back of your foot like a heel. Ahead. Where are you next? How long? For when? Questioning one’s self as whole. UNKNOWN ME like a shook obstacle. Deep thought in the subtropics. Only way to find it is Not Not Fun. Their words and stream of [teaser-tracks] below:
Tokyo trip-ambient unit UNKNOWN ME make transportive vignettes with minimal means: soft-focus static, translucent loops, muted metronomes, field recordings. Comprised of DJ / producer Yakenohara, radloop label boss P-RUFF, electronic texturalist H. Takahashi (Constellation Tatsu, Where To Now?, birdFriend), and art director Osawa Yudai, the group’s sophomore offering, subtropics, furthers the fantasy Zen garden miniatures of their 2016 debut, sunday void. Whereas that collection themed itself as an innerspace voyage of domestic leisure, their latest journeys outward, a lucidly dreamed globe-trot across continents, cities, and coastlines. Dazed tones spiral gracefully against hushed backdrops of floating chimes, distant wildlife, and prismatic vapor. These are less songs than spaces, blissed synthetic bio-domes awaiting habitation. Eight illusions of worlds unrealized, pleasures UNKNOWN.
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