His is the kind of sound that would be right at home in the Ghostly stable – a kind of rainy day pulse that turns introspective and otherworldy when you press into it. It’s a delicate area to work in – keeping a sublime flow but also embedding enough character and identity to avoid a life as (admittedly well-curated) elevator music.
The reason I think he succeeds so well is a kind of emotive frankness. Like “here’s a feeling that happened, and I caught it with synths. Feel it, or don’t.” It’s not hyped or amplified or demanding – just kind of….pure.
The single from this Dwell EP is ‘Pines‘ and it’s lovely, but my personal fav is the simplest moment: ‘Cave‘. I think it’s the sound equivalent of a hug with a loved one when both of your minds are actually elsewhere. A kind of semi-faded sanctuary.
Clearly that’s an odd feeling to try and describe – but, lucky for you and me, there’s no real need. You have personal access to the actual song. In fact, I’ll just…
*trails off, backs away, puts earbuds back in, leaves with wistful gaze*
I think my writing process is pretty much standard for Australian music blog writers, so at the risk of being obvious: here’s an #industryinsight.
Normally I’ll break into one of the nearby abandoned warehouses, where I’ll typically set off a few flares and scratch some maniacal writings on the wall using charcoal and ash. Then it’s just a simple matter of emailing a photo to cost-effective outsourced help, and putting my feet up until the confusing text appears in my inbox. It’s all very 2014, and works well as long as there are enough illegal fires around to keep the charcoal and ash supply strong.
But if I was to pick one small flaw in this ubiquitous industry approach, it’s that delay in getting the text back ready for internetting. I mean, you guys don’t seem to care if I’m like a month later (and notably less informative) than Indie Shuffle, which is odd but also nice. But it all starts to fall over when a guy like Planète drops a series of juicy treats from Melbourne in rapid succession. There’s another track out before I get my rants back on the previous one.
So, breaking the industry norm, I’m typing some of these words straight into a computer in order to feature ‘Snow Sketch‘ while honourably mentioning ‘Visions‘ and also this remix of Lanks’ Green Light. Not sure if he produces at the speed of light or queues it all up to torment/elate me, but we can all reach consensus that he knows his way around ambling the airy and articulate over the deep and round. I know that reads weird but I’m ok with it.
Serving suggestion: queue all 3 and ebb them into your ear holes for the dreamiest 22 mins of your day.
Silo Arts on point again too, just go on and trust em.
Have you ever been too certain you would love a track before you hear it?
It’s a dangerous place to be, wielding that kind of unbridled expectation. In fact, my old man used to proudly profess his pessimism (p p p p) with the sly gloat that ‘those who expect little are never disappointed’. Whether or not that is a healthy way to go about life (obviously it isn’t) (it’s ok because brackets are like whispering so he can’t hear) I paid no mind whatsoever and embarked on a life of overexcitment.
Yes, sometimes you do lose. Not everything tickled me like I hoped it would this week. But then sometimes you are just right. Confidently, accurately, literally correct.
The sound quality is top of the top shelf, but I just deleted more aghast gushing on that because it would be a waste to listen to this geekily. This one is about heart. Dripping, mature, full, unique heart.
I tend to believe Fractures when he opens his mouth, and Andrei is so far beyond his years in letting delicate sonic pieces run together just enough to take the focus off the skill and onto the song.
To quote myself on the result: “‘Ghosts‘ is an emotionally complex snippet of life wrapped in a deft beauty – and I couldn’t have over-anticipated it if I tried”.
Adam 1, unbridled expectation 0. Hah.
The whole Fractures EP including this track went up for procurement today. Why not throw some currency at it eh. I also grabbed it straight from Andre for full lossless immersion, for me this is the very kind of track that is worth such technology.
I’m going to let you in on a private fact. Don’t let it shock you now, with all it’s realness.
We don’t post every great track we hear. Not even nearly.
I know, easy now. You thought this blog was encyclopaedic and we have betrayed you. Not unlike how actual encyclopedias betrayed me, when I learned there was knowledge out there not recorded on my Encarta 95 CD ROM. If you can’t buy all human understanding for $50, what is even the point. So don’t think that I escaped pain-free either.
But it’s better that you know. When this Fractures one dropped I had my hands a little full with life and it quickly splashed out on all those quicker blogs with their watchfulness and pouncing – and I was already days and days late. I didn’t want to risk being nicknamed internet explorer, so I quietly enjoyed it in the humble privacy of my own headphones.
Yet in the end it was just too good for that. It crept into my head and made some weary days all the better for it. Eventually I could take it no longer and stormed into myself in frustration.
“What a fool you’ve been, Adam. What a fool. Is this beloved song not worthy of an internet life longer than 10 soundcloud days*?”.
(*equivalent to 10 average earth days in the old measurement)
Of course angry me was right.
From the outset this thing is beautiful. Restrained, elegantly lean with the hook, flawless sonics (with those Eremin lows). But you have ears, you know what I mean.
Learn from my own tumultuous tale and keep ‘Won’t Win‘ rolling.