mercredi 27 avril 2011
Zero Gravitation is The Mountain Lake's most electronic track. It’s a long musical piece which evolves in an ambient structure with fine pulsations of which palpitations awake softly a morphic rhythmic covered by nice wrapping synth layers. It’s a fragile and latent rhythm as well as slowly progressive that gives the feel to stamp one’s feet on a long track with vocalizes strata which criss-cross the blackness of a soft cosmic down-tempo. Take me Home is another beautiful electronic ballad that seems to be coming out of Amylium Casparium mould, but which remains more balanced, with nice percussions effects and soft felted voices which whisper behind soft arpeggios with tones of glass. The rhythm there is pleasant and lively, quite as in The Chameleon which is on the other hand more insistent and slightly livelier, especially with these limpid arpeggios which roll up a tempo become crystalline as it progresses on strikes of percussions and curt and scattered synth pads. Love Ray is a soft melody coming from stars where Lisa Barra's whispers float among crystalline chords and light hoops of glasses. Siberian Train encloses with a frenzied rhythm where a sequential line waves with strength on beautiful percussions which draw the movement of a train on a furious railroad. Johan Agebjörn amazes for his vision and musical creativity where everything is linked on a furious tempo but always coated by beautiful layers of a silky synth.
I quite liked this wind of freshness that surrounds The Mountain Lake. Johan Agebjörn managed to knit an album where ambivalent rhythms going from soft techno to down-tempo are shaping to ambient or moderate surprising structures. It’s a real nice album where suave vocalizes are being lost in the breezes of synths and hybrid rhythms that are seething on beautiful percussions and sequential lines always near rhythmic explosions that we have here and there. In fact, it’s a nice mixture that is just well dosed.
Sylvain Lupari (2011)
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mardi 26 avril 2011
1 Le Rasoir D'Occam 22:41
2 Metropolis 6:44
3 Interstellar Overload 5:54
4 Lolita's Waveform 4:48
5 Technoff 21:00
MUSEARECORDS: DR8480 (70:57) ****
Before Wizard Awenson had a life. He began with Shadows (Awen) in 2005 and “Saphonic” is his 2nd opus. It’s a strange album where the rhythm grows peacefully before exploding literally with the impetuous and dynamic "Technoff". And already we feel all the passion that is living in Awenson for an EM with free and random movements which float or jump wildly into a very cosmic atmosphere. In “Saphonic”, we understand quite quickly all the dimension of Awenson whom will offers us, 3 years later, his real masterpiece; Wizard.
A slow cosmic air wave sways and multiplies a series of waves which roll in a studded cosmos. "Le Rasoir D'Occam" is a long atonal movement where the still rhythm is moved by morphic modulations which are sometimes heavy and sometimes discreet. An elongated ambient track very well inspired by Klaus Schulze's first works with a caustic and metallic synth which moves its floating layers in a universe imprint of a certain melancholy. Fine harmonious oscillations unfold behind this musical universe, moulding thus a strange paradox between the silence of celestial bodies and the singing of stars, where breezes of shadows unfurl like nostalgic sighs to finally embrace limpid arpeggios of which the resonance espouses waves' reverberations so as to spread their metallic groans. An odd cerebral dance is following with the circle of crystal clear chords which criss-cross other hesitating chords, offering to "Le Rasoir D'Occam" a finale where the harmony challenges the cosmic blackness. A track at once fascinating and macabre, "Metropolis" advances at strikes of organ pads which walk on a sinuous caustic and resonant air wave. A melodious synth emerges from this march of the slow death and violined a fine serenade which is extending as far as borders of the unreal, there where pulsations and pulsating pads deviate the serenade at the dawn of cacophony. But it’s only a short musical disorder because a beautiful sequential movement with skipping chords encircles the movement where a metal wind blows behind a superb movement which, regrettably, goes out too quickly.
Shaped in the same mould, "Interstellar Overload" begins with a heavy linear movement where the beatings of synth pulse with an increasing feverishness in a sound universe imprint of a dim implosion. It’s a race against music where pulsations are more substantial and draw a feverish undulation which is airing in breaths and beatings of a corrosive cosmic world. And then fine crystalline arpeggios sparkle and dance in a universe in suspension, shaping a sequential movement which continues its minimalist road in the belly of a synth to pulsating modulations and heavy gloomy layers among which caustic modulations and delicious nasal and twisted solos betray the passion of Awenson for Schulze."Lolita’s Waveform" offers a languishing rhythmic structure with a sequential swaying hip which waddles as a solitary cowboy being astride cosmic plains. It’s a nice ballad bowed of a bass guitar which is waddling like a sequential minimalism where synth solos flow among analog sound effects full of cosmic fragrances. Technoff begins with fine pulsations which spin in all directions. A cymbal supports the movement, followed by a bass-drum which hammers a heavy and insistent pulsation while synth pads flicker with feverishness. "Technoff" follows a demonic tangent with unbridled percussions which pound a hyper nervous rhythm in the shade of mooings of a hoarse synth. A synth which frees wild and twisted solos in a rhythmic debauchery rarely heard in an EM musical piece with a frenzied beat which adopt with wonder a heavy progressive techno. It’s a vitamined Berlin School EM style with a striking infernal pace where synth lines are criss-crossing whilst letting go murky sounds and crashes to noisy echoes. Spirals with aggressive resonances circulate in this electronic heap of tones which continues to increase its rhythmic bite with splendid permutations in its tones. That’s a titanic track which ends in peace and serenity, beneath waltzing waves of a romantic synth which frees some studded fragments, forging these so beautiful electronic musical sunsets.
At once mesmerizing and mystic with its tenebrous layers of a very metallic synth, “Saphonic” is a perilous musical adventure where dark ambient goes alongside with rhythms which become more and more uncontrollables. I would say that it’s an intense and powerful album because of the strong presence of a melancholy hiding out behind luxurious and mysterious layers of a mordant and burning synth. In fact, we hear through “Saphonic” the first vestiges of Wizard and the strong influences of Schulze on the French synthesist. “Saphonic” is now released and distributed by Musea Records and can be find on good EM stores such as Groove et Cue Records.
Sylvain Lupari (April 26th 2011)
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* There is a promo video of Lolita's Waveform on YouTube:
vendredi 22 avril 2011
The album opens with Cry Little Sister, a 1987 strong hit pulled out The Lost Boys’ soundtrack. It’s a good rock doubled of a nice ballad and the Dream approaches it such as, a bit as a copy and paste with good riffs but quite fade percussions. If guitars and sequences are good, the rhythmic portion is cold and without big depth and this is Under Cover - Chapter One big weakness; if sequences, keyboards and guitars are aptly returned, the voices and rhythmic structure are weak and very far from improving (isn’t the idea behind every interpretation from a track written by someone else?) the original version. I like Everybody Hurts’ version. The piano, synth strings and Chris Hausl’s vocals give a more intimate version than the original. I don’t know Precious from Depeche Mode, but I vaguely have the impression that this interpretation misses punch because it’s sounds strangely as Cry Little Sister's version and Forever Young. I salivated at the idea of hearing what the Dream would make with Space Oddity and I got a bitter disappointment, in spite of dazzling guitar solos. I don’t understand why the gang of Froese wants so much to give a rock and techno-pop approach to this avant-gardist track. I expected more and with good reason, considering the enormous potential of the musicians present there. Idem for Hotel California which, except for guitar solos, is a version that misses imagination and feelings, quite as Iris which is a very beautiful song returned here with an anemic performance. Yes the guitar is beautiful but the emotion is not really just in time.
Sylvain Lupari (2011)
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mercredi 20 avril 2011
This Must Be the Place presents a slow caustic intro where reverberations circulate among whimsical notes of a disoriented guitar. Anguishing synth streaks fly over an atonal movement from where fuses a variety of tone as much melodious (notes of piano) than cacophonous (twisted synth strata in with slow resonances). And, a little as in Deep Diving for Chickens, the structure embraces an atonal phase before deviate on a rhythm arising from diverse tones. A brief minimalism cadence before This Must Be the Place dips back into torments of sound searches and meeting points of the musical schizophrenia and the caustic psychedelism.
You will have understood that The Electric Golem is not for all ears. It’s a highly psychedelic, and electronic, album where parsimonious rhythms are flooded beneath a torrent of colourful sound effects as much strange as a snowstorm right in the heart of Sahara. For audacious ears and fans of a purely abstract music!
RICOCHET DREAM: RD059
Sylvain Lupari (2011)
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mardi 19 avril 2011
Maurice Theme begins this work to well felt paradoxes with a very orchestral approach. Violins float and are enlacing with a fragile emotionalism to slowly waltz in a dark cosmos. A rolling of symphonic drum is breaking this softness, like a heavy cosmic wave which strikes the cliff of a grazed planet, throwing the soft synth waves of Maurice Theme in the very harsh intro of Consciousless which presents a start with strewed acute eclectic tones and galactic impulses. We perceive here cogs and spaceship engine noises among a din of caustic and metallic sonorities which tear the silence of celestial bodies. That’s an intro rich in colourful tones which eventually quieten down to offer quietude atmospheric as in a shape of a sonorous unconsciousness where delicate layers find softness while floating adrift with sweet breezes of synth which perfume the ambiance of saxophone, oboe and cello tones while crossing their quixotic chords beneath celestial bodies and diverse ringing. Some strange twinklings that resound as well under soft strata than assorted sound elements before finishing their resonances into languishing philharmonics pads. Treysa II pursues this cosmic ode with soft orchestral synth surges which embrace singings of locust from another universe and fine xylophones striking which resound beneath erosions of rippling metallic strata. Two parallel universes which overlap, the one in a delicate harmony and the other one in a rustic and cranky universe where bird chirpings and morphic sweetnesses exploit the paradox of the movement which wants to be as celestial as infernal. A slow movement constantly twitched which is ending in calm and is sprawling until Wale Im Bergwerk and laments from whales which sing in a universe of psychosis and an ambiance more cosmic than aquatic stuffed of delicious synth pads which cross timeless tickings.
These out of times tick-tocks are continuing over Orange Toad’s intro, a little as if time found again its importance in an intro where pulsations cross voices as childish as grown-ups which whisper a psychosis on more accelerated mechanisms of the timeless watchmaker. But a soft flute wraps this race against time where hissing and discreet, but dark, choirs are delirious in a morphic softness liven up by a fine pulsation but embellished by the suave clarinet of Eric George which criss-crosses the roads of isolation and solitude on the very moving Eric Theme and its very beautiful clarinet breeze which floats in a cosmic silence. A silence that continues in the mechanical breaths and layers of Helium Soft morphic synth which doesn’t succeed to smothered whispers of dementia of an enslaved solitude and which is linked to fascinating and eclectic metallic breaths of Die Blinden. If the intro is acrimonious with all these sound effects that squeak and such as twisted metal sheet, the suite is a soft morphic ballad always papered by heterogeneous tones. But sounds and breaths that mould a mixture of tenderness and anger where beauty remains caustic but of a fascination which has only an equal to the psycho psychedelic perception proper to the paranormal cosmic and universe of Spyra.
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vendredi 15 avril 2011
Floating Music / Divine My Future / Pastime
Out Of Control / Visions / Meditation For The Next Part / Shadows In The Night / Rotary Motion
Rotary Motion V.2 (1985) 5:18
Rotary Motion V.3 (1994) 8:01
NEWS CD R 12-002 (CD-R 49:33) ****
After a first album, Harmonic Ascendant, where the ambient and atmospheric structures were moulding to a deep romanticism, Robert Schroeder undertakes a first musical change of direction by offering a 2nd album filled of a very great wealth in eclectic tones. Here, no romantic guitars that flirt with a solitary cello or vocoders which roam in a cosmic mist, Floating Music (whose title has nothing to do with its musical structure) is an album where the rhythm at once funky and sensual thrones among suave cosmic flights. A first change of course from an artist whose versatility will be the cornerstone of his musical charms.
"Floating Music"1st part is opening with a long twisted breeze coming out of a synth with quavering and spectral tone. A first sequential movement introduces a minimalism structure with a tempo fed of low felted notes where limpid chords of a fickle keyboard cavort. Hesitating, the rhythm follows the tangent of an unreal world where the sequential movement waves and moves stealthily among a thick cloud of synthesized laments, an outbreak of undisciplined chords and maracas which erode a tempo vitamined by a little bit funky bass and heavy percussions. Already the soft musical universe of Harmonic Ascendant flees by this heavy and minimalist beat which takes advantage of every chord to grow richer of a new tone. But the wandering spirit of Schroeder lives and can be feels a little more in "Divine my Future" where the tempo is discreet and drawn by fine pulsations which beat under galactic sound effects and beautiful pads of a mellotron synth which go down from cosmos like leaves fall in waltzing from a tree. It's a soft eclectic interlude, because a more caustic and insistent sequence plunges the intro of "Pastime" into the uncertain rhythm drawn on Floating Music. Less funky but more sustained, the rhythm of "Pastime" is moulded in a sturdier psychedelic minimalism where each strikes of percussions and sequence chord initiate a sound renewal of an exceptional wealth for that period.
"Out of Control" begins with small electronic chirpings coated by a somber synth layer. A cosmic envelope where twisted solos are entangled there whereas percussions alternate their heavy striking in concordance with resonant chords. Yet Rotary Motion's track is drawing while a fine synth pad wraps this stillness rhythm from where fuse fine solos with well chiselled edges. "Visions" follows with its spectral synth line which dives into a swaying sea where crystalline chords are lulling in a soft swirl of an always so romantic synth. But the tension increases and Visions offers a finale a little less gleaming with fatter chords that dance agreements fatter which dance and gambol on a sinister approach before falling in the charms of "Meditation for the Next Part" and its notes from a quixotic guitar which draw a brief moment of nostalgia. A glum well framed by a foggy and melancholic synth which is lying down up to "Shadows in the Night" doors and its soft cosmic intro which quietly is leaking away in rumblings, resonant chirpings and cosmic that overwhelm the tranquility of Shadows in the Night. Quietly the heavy structure of "Rotary Motion" is rising with percussions which roll and hit curtly, sequences with alternate striking and chords in form of suctions. "Rotary Motion" tumbles of a wild electronic rhythm, with its discreet funky bass, surrounded by furious synth solos. It’s a furious track that will become a Robert Schroeder classic and will draw the path to more explosive musical pieces that will punctuate his long career. This last edition of Floating Music contains 2 versions of Rotary Motion. If number II is more aired and frees a more electronic approach with beautiful synth solos which roll up a structure always so furious, version III is closer to Jean Michel Jarre 's synth pop style with a funkier approach and solos always so suave and twisted.
Floating Music won some prizes and allowed to EM of this circa to overflow towards a more rock tangent while keeping its cosmic aspect. That’s a cosmic electronic rock where the heavy and funky rhythm cohabited with fineness with brief floating surges. With Floating Music, Robert Schroeder redefined the genre and proved that the so said synthetic music could have as many visages as tones. It’s a pivotal work in EM history because it gave a new drive to the use of synths and sequences which were amply going to furnish the new wave of synth pop music.
Sylvain Lupari (2011)
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mercredi 13 avril 2011
Sylvain Lupari (2011)
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mardi 12 avril 2011
It is with a sudden sound brightness that starts the first morphic movements of Gravity Well. A reverberating wave is freeing out of it and draws a sinuous cosmic ballet where multiple synth strata float in a cosmos filled with esoteric vocalizes and galactic sound effects. A delicate prelude of a cosmic tale which is melting to Ecliptic and its fine pulsations which draw an intermittent weakened rhythm which gets astray and reappears in sparkling of astral lines synth that sing colors of the prism. Splendid, Ecliptic soaks in a hybrid musical world where smells of the ambient are dismounted by soft rhythms of a down tempo that come and go in a rich cosmic sound texture. Heavy and dark, Vox Lumina agonizes of its weighty introductory breath freeing at random exhalations lost in keyboard keys which quietly switch into heavy strikes of metallic percussions which hit and resound in a structure without rhythm.
Zero-G transports us in the soft Milky Ways’ musing with fine synth lines that wind around an abstract lunar world. This is a long ambient track of which last breaths collide the floating percussions of Escape Velocity, an excellent track which oscillates between stars and darkness. Percussions which collide with a quiet violence, but for a short-term because Escape Velocity explodes of a heavy and felted rhythm with dark threatening synth lines which hoot on nervous and jerky sequences. Closer to dark ambiances à la Arc, Escape Velocity is flying away on an ascending sequential movement, hiccupping and switching between the pure rhythm and balanced ambiances, with a mixture of deaf and metallic subsonic percussions which collide among synth strata shrouded by discreet spectral roaring. This is a very good track that we have here where the rhythm is gradually becoming blurred, ending its cadenced crusade with deaf sequences which fidget in a cosmos where arpeggios sparkle around heavy resounding waves. Waves which encroach on Aurora's intro, the title track, which encloses this Ian Boddy's very cosmic album with hybrid synth strata floating in an ambiance mi angelic and mi devilish with its wandering choirs that glance through fine crystalline arpeggios, a little after having been rejected by quixotic jets, symbol of all the sonorous delight that lies in Aurora.
That was worth discovering Aurora. It is a beautiful album of an exquisite spatial musicality which is addressing as much to angels as demons, so much stellar as terrestrials. I discovered in it a Ian Boddy, sometimes melancholic and sometimes dreamy but just as much aggressive and fretful. The beauty and the beast in a musical way! An album which frees a very beautiful sensibility (Aurora and Zero-G), while having a rhythmic amazingly wild (Ecliptic and Escape Velocity). The best of both electronic worlds, wrapped with a skilful cosmic texture.
Sylvain Lupari (2011)
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lundi 11 avril 2011
2 Archetype 16:00
3 Transcedental Path 12:38
4 The Sacred Hall (Bonus track) 11:07
Eagle Music | EMCD027/2011 (CD 67:53) **** (Vintage and New Berlin School à la Schulze)
Finally, the first works of Indra are dusted and remastered. I say finally because I consider that Indra is a sublime EM composer and musician that I catalogue in the same vein as Klaus Schulze, although their musical universes are full of paradoxes and didn’t follow the same path. This said, the major point of comparison between Indra and Schulze is the great passion they have for long minimalism ceremonials is hearing on subtle rhythmic modulations. And Turning Away is the anchor point of this comparison and also the very first musical adventure of the Rumanian synthesist. It’s a nice album with long minimalist movements rather introspective and mysterious where the ambient goes alongside with progressive and bewitching rhythm that had revealed us a quality synth player on Echo in Time.
A long mesmerizing track which exploits a soft and minimalist hypnotic approach, Turning Away makes us travel in towards dreams of an exotic Arabic universe in the tales of 1001 nights. The whole thing begins with a breath of sands which awakes a synth of which the twisted melody floats among bits of intermittent percussions and suave breezes whereas delicate sequences with tom-tom tones alternate their fine striking of tribal percussions. A soft cadence is settling down. Mesmerizing it criss-crosses a superb melody with Arabesques serpentines of which a mellotron mist is wrapping all of the charm beneath the aegis of percussions at once felted and metallic. Quietly, Indra dresses Turning Away with delicate synth solos which spin and wave with enchantment among spectral breezes, charming flutes and fine orchestral arrangements, like quixotic violins being caress by winds and oniric Middle-East choirs. Apart those sequenced tom-toms, which are the base of a bewitching minimalist structure, delicate intermittent percussions guide the fragile movement of Turning Away which offers subtle modulations in its evolution to reach a more ethereal passage around the 16th minute. A soft moment, more ambient and more introspective, where mellotron layers are entwining to create an odd motionless waltz which is moulding to more predominant flutes whereas that, gradually, the charming world of Indra takes back its shape with sequences which alternate with more mordant in a structure just as much oniric. That’s a very nice music piece which, in spite of its28 minutes in the meter, rolls with all the finesse from the Rumanian synthesist’ compositions.
A synth with saxophone tones opens the first measures of Archetype. A mysterious silvered mist is wrapping all breezes whereas piano notes suddenly appear to stroll with hesitation on a structure sometimes delicate and sometimes dramatic which quietly embraces a more symphonic phase. Violins and cellos strata are flying away with strings that seem to be rubbed with doggedness, flirting with Schulze approaches on Goes Classic and Das Wagner Desaster before embracing the soft laments of a saxophone that is even more solitary and nostalgic than in the intro. The first breaths of mist that surround the intro of Transcedental Path vaguely remind me the melody hiding in Mike Oldfield's Ommadawn ashes. Transcedental Path is a long ambient track where celestial choirs and mellotron flutes unite their hymns with subtle modulations which progress towards a poignant astral ode. Written in 2007, The Sacred Hall jars with his more contemporary approach. Fine sequences pulse and alternate their low striking beneath a dense wavy mellotron veil. Isolated note tints, like a delicate anvil, moving away the metallic mist to get The Sacred Hall's rhythm more limpid. Jerky and nervous chords, two linear sequences among one that has a resonant oscillations and a vaporous synth draw the hypnotic cadence of The Sacred Hall which, with its minimalist tempo, is in the purest and beautiful Berlin School tradition. A cadence which is fading away at around the 5th minute in a dense metallic mist, from where are breaking through soft and floating synth solos.
Even if it’s Indra’s very first album, we aren’t in unknown territories with Turning Away. If certain passages, as in Archetype and Transcedental Path, show an Indra which is not necessary in full control of its creativity, the title track is a real small jewel of the electronic minimalist art and innovative contemporary Berlin School for the time. And The Sacred Hall is the icing on the cake, revealing once again the immense musical borders that Indra crosses. Him who is so much capable to transcends his most intimate feelings, either on progressives and touching themes. And, as in each of his opuses, the Rumanian synthesist takes well care of bringing us in it.
Sylvain Lupari (April 14th, 2011)
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vendredi 8 avril 2011
Open Flux opens this work of cerebral serenity with a soft wave of synth which glides of a linear movement where fine impulses draw a celestial harmony. Molded of hybrid sonorities, synth strata are entwining in a slow conceptual journey as in the title track which floats rolled up of smooth nasal waves in sinuous elongate movements. Perception offers an intro closer to Tangerine Dream’s Stratosfear years with guitar notes that roam in a multiplicity of morphic strata. Some nice sleepy surges of a synth with padded waves which recover notes of guitars lost in a cosmic desert where we can hear, if the imagination lends itself to it, light breezes of harmonica. Cosmic and soft, Perception is the ideal solitude journeyman to contemplate stars. Threatening synth breezes plunge Aeternus’ intro into a universe tinted with mysticism both spectral and intersidereal. Synth layers are floating and entwining in a slow cosmic ballet quite as in Empty Memory and its skinny and floating line of synths. Downfall presents beautiful and slow movements of synth tinted with a beautiful poetico-astral approach. It is a nice track à la Steve Roach quite as the moving Fractal Dimension and Aureal II with its tribal fragrances so unique to the American synth player during its Australian journeys.
Echoes from the Dryland is soft and odd cosmic Berber ode with a synth filled of puny breezes which sing under delicate layers to captivating reverberations. This is a suave and poetic track with a cosmic tribal mood quite as the surprising Age of Irreality. Limpid Aureal III floats around its cosmic waves and a quixotic harp which unwinds its notes in a slow spiral. After the oblong atonal light wind of Aureal IV, Aureal V concludes this ambient epic with a track full of emotionalism where soft synth layers are coiling up in a beautiful harmony-cosmic fusion. It’s soft, tender and oniric, quite as the morphic entity that is Aureal; a cosmic journey in the depths of its own introspection.
Sylvain Lupari (2011)
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jeudi 7 avril 2011
Twinkling arpeggios spinning in limpid spirals open Chemin d’Enfer and its alluring whirlwind of heavy chords which enfold a binary movement where nervous chords wrap a synth with analog moans, as spectral as harmonious. We are at the dawn of the 80’s and influences of Heldon and Space Art come in our ears with this heavy minimalist tornado imprinted of fine subtleties in modulations. More cosmic, Cosmic Arp embraces the sonorous strangeness of some old Schulze and the astral poetries of Jarre with a slow procession which pulses under fine serpentines of musical shooting stars. Recorded in the same period is opening with delicate arpeggios which sparkle and flicker in a puddle of brief synth pads to jerky breezes, whereas a nice sequence line with soft accents of a suave bass is cooing in a long wavy breathe. We would imagine being in Schulze’s Body Love era, especially with the addition of fine percussions and a sequence with soft modulations and furtive oscillations. It’s a very good track from the analog period. Very experimental Le Ciel est Jaune d'un Liquide Inconnu I begins with a eclectic and metallic intro of which rustles are lull by slow morphic strata. We are in the heart of a universe of synthetic noises and sizzling sound effects where the ascent is slow but is worth every of these curious noises of a world in fusion. Arpeggios born and ring here and there, embracing heavy heterogeneous layers before falling in a superb melodious spiral where chords parade in dancing hoops under suave mellotron mist. Build in the same mould, but less eclectic, Le Ciel est Jaune d'un Liquide Inconnu II presents a 2nd portion closer to cosmic rock with its drum which hammers a supple rhythm under a soft fluty mellotron.
DX Seven Age is a nice cosmic ode with its synth fusing laments that roar beneath beautiful dark waves of organs. Recorded at the same era Little Dream is a nice cosmic lullaby where delicate crystalline arpeggios follow the will of cosmic modulations. It’s a track where we can feel Vangelis’ influences at full ears. The Music is Saved is a another delicate cosmic ballad where arpeggios swirl in a soft astral whirlwind while Its Moogs Strange presents synth solos which spin in loops in a deep static sonorous environment while solos of Souvenir Du Petit Goom are supported by brief pads of organ and that those of Rencontre Manquée are pushed by nice sequential impulses. Midi-Station offers a structure where sequences follow each other and tumble down it staccato, wrapped with brief solos of jerky synth, and seem to merge together to form a perfect cadenced union such as xylophone hits and sliding whereas Au-Dela du Passé’s sequences flow freely and swirls in deviant ascension beneath deep mellotron pads. It’s a nice and long track with random movements which embrace a bit the cosmic mood before returning to its delicate crystal whirlwind.
Bertrand Loreau's Réminiscences is a nice find, a very good album that will please fans of EM from the analog years where musical souvenirs and Bertrand Loreau's influences are hiding in every hidden recess of its cosmic melodies. Réminiscences is EM from France, this music stemming from first stammering of Space Art and Jean Michel Jarre, giving birth to a movement smothered by the outbreak of the English and Dutch movements. PWM Distrib is there and watches the hatching of this school that has more poetic and lyrical movements.
Sylvain Lupari (2011)
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mercredi 6 avril 2011
Point de Fuite opens the ball of emotionalisms with a rhythmic structure where fine sequences skip slightly. Keyboard is sober and melodious, reminding Tangerine Dream electronic melodies in Le Parc. The tempo increases in crescendo to form a beautiful celestial melody where notes sound as a harp. One of the liveliest tracks on Sur Le Chemin, as the title track and its slightly more nervous tempo with its chords which skip and become entangled behind suave symphonic synths as well as on the very lively Dernière Séquence. Those who know me and follow my columns also know how sensitive I am and I have to say that with Bertrand Loreau I found a superb author filled of emotion who knows pretty well how to transmit it. Jeu d’Enfant is astounding of ingenuousness and virginality, a wonderful track that starts with delicate arpeggios which swirl behind a soft ethereal mist. Notes of glasses dance delicately on a glance of tenderness where fine modulations are astonishment poignant and filled with a rare musical tenderness which, usually, dresses the most beautiful Vangelis’ musical epitaphs. Jeu d’Enfant is simply magnificent and throws its melancholic notes up to Dans le Miroir melody which is, on the other hand, more dramatic with a synth which blows beautiful twisted solos on a soft dreamlike structure and where arpeggios are disentangling such as a musical merry-go-round beneath synth impulses filled of breezes as apocalyptic as dramatic. Sur Le Chemin is stuffed with beautiful lyrical melodies where synths are according as instruments of romances. I think in particular to Demain Peut-être and its delicate piano which flows under violin pads, the tearing Une Autre Vie, the more joyful Des Illusions and the bitter Message Perdu. Tracks that we listening to as in an intimate concerto for chamber music.
Dedicated to a young Bertrand Loreau pupil, who died brutally, La Chaise Vide is a long track where synth chords are dressing up as notes of acoustic guitars or harps which roam in an ethereal mist and among mellotron layers that sound like quixotic violins. It sometimes sounds as a cosmic blues where we feel the author sadness and which gradually livens up with a joy of living on a more cheerful finale. Regard Réfléchis presents us a more complex Bertrand Loreau, always so dark and melancholic but more complex. A long music piece where the synth drags its nostalgic moods above an earth of sadness, the movement is slow and heart-rending. It crosses soft arpeggios which appear as the sun after ruins and boisterous with innocence beneath a synth line with hybrid sonorities where violins caress oboes as in the Renaissance period, on a structure which is similar to Au-Delà du Passé which is, on the other hand, richer in mellotron and synths.
The music of Bertrand Loreau is rather unique because the author privileges a more sober and classical musical approach than most of his contemporary colleagues with short and well structured tracks where the synthesist from France allows lot of room to melodious and poetic views. Sur Le Chemin is a nice musical album which transcends EM as we know it by a musical structure nearer the contemporary classical than simple EM. As for myself I see a sweet blend between a more contemporary Bernd Kistenmacher (Un Viaggio Attraverso L'Italia) and a very harmonious and philharmonic Vangelis.
Sylvain Lupari (2011)
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