mardi 25 février 2014

ALIO DIE & SILVI ALLI: Amidst the Circling Spires (2014)

“With its mix of ethereal voices and hoarse breezes, Amidst the Circling Spires depicts a fascinating duality between charming opposites”

1 The Inner Sea (Silver Sea) 5:29
2 Dreaming Tree 9:05
3 Crepuscular Birds 10:24
4 La Grotta Delle Naiadi 11:39
5 Numinous Veins 9:11
6 Across a Splendid Vista 8:03         
7 Revenir 4:28

Projekt | PRO292 (CD/DDL 58:34) ***½
(Ambient meditative New Age)

The first time that my ears have kissed embraced the fascinating and the meditative ambient universe of Alio Die was with Deconsecrated And Pure (PRO270) in 2012. The adventure had left with me a bit uncertain with those contemplative musical structures where the music was created from winds and drones from which the ancient tonalities lifted up dusts of rattlers and other percussions to stony tones. Except that “Amidst the Circling Spires” leads us to another level. A very meditative level where the very beautiful elvish voice of Sylvi Alli embellishes the hoarse breaths of the drones and the lugubrious ambiences of a sonic universe molded on the artefacts of a more acoustic EM. The union of both contrasts becomes then all the charm of this last album from the Italian sonic painter.
And the universe of
Alio Die is always ambient, always floating. At the limit of the contemplative New Age. The drones which rise at the introduction of "The Inner Sea (Silver Sea)" take a tint as much translucent as the delicate breezes of synths and of their breaths which make sing some twinkling particles. One would believe to hear lamentations of the solar gods on a sonic pattern which reminds some Buddhist prayers while that, so mysterious, the voice of Sylvi Alli blows a suave poetry which is murmured by the breezes of her voice. The fusion of the synths to her voice offers a rather moving sonic show which adds a veil of serenity to some very esoteric titles such as "Dreaming Tree" and its ballet of percussions which sound like an old musical box or still the very peaceful "Numinous Veins" and its symphony of hollow breaths. Her voice, which is as much mesmerizing as that of Alquimia, is also very celestial on "Crepuscular Birds" which presents a slow structure quite as meditative but where the long and sinuous drone lamentations add a dramatic dimension to a sound panorama decorated by tinkling sounds. We commune with ourselves and we doze off on "La Grotta Delle Naiadi" which plunges us literally into the gaps of a grotto where, isolated, the listener is captive of his thoughts. The atmospheres of contemplative prayers are dense and to cut with a knife in this soundscape pattern where the water oozes among thick clouds of synth layers of which the hollow breaths let filter a bright ray of voice. Less dark, "Across a Splendid Vista" is just as much intrusive with its slender synth lines where sing flutes and drones as much musical that immersive. At this stage, we sleep! But we have to persist and to hang on to our meditative thoughts in order to listen to the very beautiful and delicate "Revenir". The morphic voice of Sylvi Alli is simply heavenly. Together with the delicate jerked synth pads, she floats to let slide her pensive prayers in the hollow of our ears. And we hear these muted pulsations beat, like in "Across a Splendid Vista", pulsing like a circadian poetry so that to put us in sleep mode and better guide us towards the sleep.
The life is stressful? We have the impression that the whole world wants our skin and even our bones? Well I would tell you that “Amidst the Circling Spires” is the ideal remedy to calm this soft temporary paranoia. This subtle battle between the opalescent voice of Sylvi Alli and the hoarse, sibylline breaths of synths and drones of Alio Die is the heart of an unreal beauty where everything inhales tranquillity and even in the moments more disturbing as in "La Grotta Delle Naiadi".

Sylvain Lupari (February 25th, 2014)
gutsofdarkness.com & synthsequences.blogspot.ca
Cette chronique est également disponible en Français sur le site de Guts of Darkness, dont je suis chroniqueur sous le nom de Phaedream: http://www.gutsofdarkness.com/god/objet.php?objet=16787

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