vendredi 11 mai 2012

JAVI CANOVAS: Transfiguration (2012)

"Transfiguration is a stylistic composition for sequential approaches where retro Berlin School reborn under another shape"

1 Hypnosis Room 14:01
2 Transfiguration 15:20
3 Way to Unknown Place 14:00
4 The Slot 17:04
5 Projection 11:55

DDL (72:20)

Through good times and bad, Javi Canovas comes back haunting our ears with a powerful album inspired by the electronic sequenced works from the retro Berlin School. With intros and finales paralyzed by smog of synth as corrosives as threatening and its evolutionary rhythms filled by knocks of sequenced steroids, Transfiguration is forged in the reminiscences of those beautiful years where Tangerine Dream and Klaus Schulze reigned in absolute masters on the intends of the Berlin School.
"Hypnosis Room" introduces this great album with an oblong and somber synth layer with tones of an organ of darkness which spreads its threatening corrosive veil. The first 3 minutes are floating and wrapping with sinuous synth waves which agglutinate to form a sky made opaque by resonant layers. A sequence emerges when the iodized breaths are fading away. It ripples with large circles, bringing a cloud of smoke which overhangs a rhythm which grows with heaviness. Another sequence pops out. It binds itself with the heavy rhythm with more crystal clear keys, drawing the outlines of a fine sequenced melody which rolls beneath the iridescent synth breaths. The tempo teams up with another sequenced movement with more resonant ions which let perspire a short reverberating filet that a delicate flute coats of a beautiful melodious approach, while gradually the sequenced train which bore the structure of "Hypnosis Room" goes out of breath to vanish in a thick cloud of synth layers also intriguing and threatening as on its introduction. This pattern of introduction and finale to thousand floating atmospheres feed the 5 tracks on Transfiguration. So the title-track enters into our ears by a juxtaposition of caustic and resonant synth waves to whom are joining fluty breaths and echoing hoops which tangle up in a pond of tones which is not without calling back the metallic atmospheres of Tangerine Dream on No Man's Land. A great sequence gets free of this morphic influence a little before the 6th minute. It skips, freeing keys which multiply their rhythmic incoherence and their resonant tones on a heavy circular tempo that some howler synth breaths are wrapping of a stagnant madness. Although motionless the tempo is furious. It spits some undisciplined chords which stamp and pound frantically under elusive synth layers, bringing this furious rhythm towards the sweetnesses of a more dreamlike finale. After an intro molded in the cold breaths of Klaus Schulze's corrosive years, "Way to Unknown Place" explodes with a line which releases sequences with crisscrossed palpitations. The rhythm is explosive and oscillates ardently on a pattern of sequences of which the variable striking are merging a chaotic rhythm to a melody with a cyclic tune which rolls in loops over this spasmodic rhythm.
The woozy breaths which introduce "The Slot" whistle over our heads as if we were near a Formula 1 racing track. Subtle modulations bring fine variances to this other atmospheric intro which shells its 5:36 minutes with a beautiful idle creativity. A sequence pops out of there and scatters its ambient clouds, raising the parameters of a first rhythmic approach which sparkles under suave synth solos. The movement espouses another tangent a little after 9 minutes. Heavier, the rhythm rages under fat sequences which resound of a rhythm to wide oscillating loops accompanied by weak jingles of cymbals. An envelope of mist covers the beginning while the synth takes all the room to let go some juicy solos which surround and overhang a rhythm of lead filled by resonant kicks. And the sequences fuse from everywhere, introducing fragments of rhythms which bind themselves to the jolts of the main movement, while gradually this heavy sequenced storm dies out in the arid breaths of an atmospheric finale. The sequential approach of "Projection" is even more furious with ions which stamp on good rotary curves, multiplying their knocks which swirl as the helixes of a helicopter under smooth solos full of Edgar Froese's scents.
Surprised by this other album of Javi Canovas? Not really! In solo the Spanish synthesist accustomed us to albums stuffed by furious sequences which jump up from everywhere, forming rhythms in constant permutations. Transfiguration is a stylistic composition for sequential approaches. Inserted between silky, oniric and experimental cosmic brackets, the rhythms of this 10th album from Javi Canovas are bubbling on poly forms assizes. It’s a brilliant mixture of power and ambiences where retro Berlin School reborn under another shape.

Sylvain Lupari (May 10th, 2012)
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