Anura - Deluge

Anura blurs beats and rhythms into the ethereal. Melodies reaching through past decades, across the creation of wavering dimensional layers, sounds finding pathways to the present. The genres within Deluge have been worn away leaving dark and vibrant hues. These tracks speak like like sea glass, individual journeys through turbulent sediment. The final product can be held with both a sense of beauty and mystery. These selections flicker with radiance like stars behind a thin layer of fog, bright with an elusive warmth, always there yet nostalgically distant.

Brendan Landis has crafted a new project titled Anura. On this composition named Deluge, nine tracks melt beginnings and ends together. Harmonies within filled with passion, influences from sounds before, dreamlike soliloquies escaping for new listeners to hear. This could be pop music, or angelic rock ballads, but these compartments are only broken shells from which the energy has traveled. Now melodies infinitely expand and then…

Spliff Jacksun - Sanctuary

There are days the sigh laziness. Times when responsibilities are pushed aside, the sun only working in the empty space clouds will provide. People walk by with a myriad of casual glides, inner rhythms in no hurry or purpose. Everything is unique and special, differences just subtle enough to be differences at all, but more clearly apparent when observed with any detail. Spliff Jacksun takes heart in embodying these qualities. His composition titled Sanctuary is a sonic tapestry depicting life in it's most relaxed purpose. Aural fields of flowers, all in one hue, the diversity rest within the myriad of details.

With eighteen tracks and a few interludes for separation, the question is which melody is you? The continual crash of waves with seagulls squawking in the distance? Late night piano twinkling against doors open to a moon filled sky? An afternoon sidewalk cafe drinking espresso and listening to soothing samba melodies? A touch of jazz by the riverside, while boats and people…

The Spookfish - Pumpkin Beats 2

A warm summer night, the fairgrounds are packed with a menagerie of curious souls. Noise and commotion arriving in waves, like the faintest breeze giving a quench of relief from crowded spaces. As with most of these traveling venues, a mystery house sits alone with some unseen aura pushing back those walking by. The entrance of course is an open mouth, a sinister looking toothy gargoyle. Adults glance over with stalwart stairs, knowing they are to old to be frightened. Children on the other hand scurry past, peripheral vision used as a shield from the terrifying unknown. The Spookfish takes the hand of the listener and leads them through the threshold.
Warbled beats break through the waters surface. Like an ocean liners last fanfare before resting under a blanket of pressure. Life rafts float as the sea swells in all directions. Reminiscent of a broken pipe organ struggling to sustain a single note, wavering in some nauseous turbulent way. Pumpkin Beats 2 radiates sentiment all the whi…

Deep Space Duo – Spacetones

What were the questions asked long ago about the oceans dip below the horizon? A place only seafarers travel and the stories they only know. Lands beyond have always been there, indigenous people part of the whole. Most of the questions were slowly answered over time. Now the same wonders hold true for outer space and beyond. Sounds from Spacetones might not be the scientific answers researchers seek, they are simply the beauty preceding all else currently understood.

Spacetones tilts the consciousness causing thoughts to concentrate in pools of tranquility. Two analog organs orbiting each other, the gravitational pull passed like an invisible baton by experienced athletes. Sounds resonate with the elements held within each of us, connecting with a splendor words fall short of describing. Notes fill space with a richness of sea saturated air or the heavy stillness of an old growth pine forest floor. Permeating everything is so much nostalgia, an aural embodiment reaching back a half …

Matt Robidoux - Brief Candles

The genre dial spins for Brief Candles, never resting. Matt Robidoux is chuckling somewhere probably wondering if anyone will have the descriptive writing chops to give Brief Candles a go. And they did.... Leah B. Levinson from Post Trash goes all out, and of course Ryan Masteller has no problem with words. Decaycast Magazine was up to the task, Jack Braunstein, with It's Psychedelic Baby Magazine gives some thoughts as well as Dan Shea with Boston Hassle. There is more, tracks on podcasts, songs on DJ playlists, words in broader collages of sound roundups. This explains why one hundred cassettes have sold out from the \\NULL|ZØNE//, the Athen's label providing this release.... but fortunately Matt has some copies available on his bandcamp page.

And for the sounds... Brief Candles is like spilling out a jigsaw puzzle on the table. The first listen is the same as looking at all of the small pieces turned both right side up and facing down. Play Brief Candles again, now everythi…

John Atkinson - Quattro Terre

Gently push away. Tranquil drone soundscapes at the moment of take off. Like birds lifting themselves from water, peaceful floating interrupted by a flurry of dancing feet and fully used wings. John Atkinson finds time between two provisions, float and flight. On Quattro Terre, field recordings breeze through the construct. Ambient essence and conscious directions momentarily magnified to the place where both intersect. This beautiful composition captures the time it was made, thoughts from surrounding sounds, feelings from the energy of the moment.
Deep on the canvas of Quattro Terre, a sonic contemplation has been composed. An aural reflection painted patiently and evenly, supporting the conscious with tranquil terrain. Voices, birds and surrounding life fill the cracks and crevices of meditative landscape. These field recordings waver and mingle with bursts of electronic flares. A raw beauty hovers above these selections, difficult to describe since we were not actually there. Joh…

Hypnagogue - Distant Light Receding

This afternoon sits still with thickset humidity slowing the fall of fine rain. Distant Light Receding has been waiting patiently for listening time. With two beautiful ambient releases nestling in during the earlier part of the day, these new sounds settle into a well established rhythm for both listening and writing. James Rosato's project Hypnagogue has traveled through Lost in a Sea of Sound once before. An earlier recording titled Adrift was described here. Distant Light Receding takes momentum from Adrift, adding density to establish the first full length from Hypnagogue. The path of both releases hold similar orbits, a clue in understanding how committed James Rosato is with his alternate sonic direction. An exclamation point can also be added since this is 001 of his newly created label "Momentary Solitude".
These aural tapestries push on the thresholds of sonic stability. Insightful creativeness causing the most subtle destruction of the pure flow. The illusion o…