Thursday 30 October 2014

Mathias Delplanque - Transmissions (Crónica) / Black Zone Myth - Straight cassette (Laitdbac Records) / Concrete / Field - A Theory of Psychic Geography (19F3)


....................................your mind's eye is a lens directed by David Lynch...it burrows deep into long grass and comes across a severed ear...this is the listening device through which you will discover strange sounds which are simultaneously pleasurable and perturbing..........................listen........

...................Mathias Delplanque captures the creaking clanging life of factory machines in France...fantastical alien mechanical sounds from what feel like living entities...........tracks 1 & 2 are looms in the Musée du Textile of Cholet from which Delplanque has created soundtracks to a Luddite's nightmares...................real and antiquated in the historical context, yet Delplanque has transformed the noises of their inner workings into what could be the sound of a futurist steampunk fantasy..............deeper, into Parts 3 & 4............machine-tooled 'music' made somehow horrific.....the last gasp of the industrial era ...the claustrophobic minutiae of ticking...clicking...groaning engines reanimated through recording........





............Ornette Coleman cover star..........what is this Jazz? screwed vocal emissions from a mythical Black twilight zone of anti-gravitational beats and loops that wriggle into your ear like wigged-out worms..........this sludge-hop smothers your mind and makes you submit to it's voodoo repetition and spoken pitched down spells..........................warped evocations of an alternate universe..............slow motion dancing in your head......................a drugged delirium effect......placing you on the corner of a street called Nowhere........from which escape is impossible and for as long as the experience continues, you do not want to leave................................





..............................fragments of an evil dream................the reduction of cold electronics to trickling streams of dread that drip into your consciousness......barely noticeable but felt...what is there?..................something conjured up by strange alchemy.............................it's here...........


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