I love this title: “Trance of the Invisible Storm.” I’m looking forward to listening—when the moment is right. I’m also curious how others will respond…
I hope more people listen to this—I think it’s a cross-over piece in terms of genre and hopefully that will appeal to people with tastes that may lay outside of the just strictly electronic.
Thanks Marco, I think you’ll dig it!
this is what I said on social media about it: The Acousmatic Crossings series (in the Metapsychosis Journal) has just published two very dark, and VERY intense pieces by Wukir Suryadi. Together, they comprise the album “Camouflage Trance”. I first thought of these pieces as a departure from the more electronically manipulated, classically defined “Acousmatic” works that we have presented so far but, I’ve since walked that opinion back a bit. Formally, the music can be broken down into parts produced by somewhat identifiable sound sources. For instance, the listener can marvel, while at the same time become completely befuddled by the non standard and complex polyrhythmic base layer as being produced from a percussive instrument. Same with the highly charged, Hendrix meets Derek Bailey electric hellscape that inhabits the spaces above as a guitar-like stringed instrument. However, taking the pieces as a whole, a single entity—the alien-ness comes though and, at least for me, it’s one that is imbued with a dark enigma that builds in its menace, breaking out of a cocoon into a full blown sinister energy.
That was one hell of a hellscape, @Neuroticdog. I’d call it an ecstatic one—even violently ecstatic. There is an electronic shamanistic kind of thing going on with these tracks. Listening late at night, windows closed, volume loud, I gave in and let my limbs flail—not sure I’d call it dance. But it was a tribal type of experience—a tribe of one or none. I did not experience this as sinister per se, but there were some darker, mocking, unf**kwithable forces getting liberated, that’s for sure. Counterintuitively, perhaps, I hear/feel pure joy in these tracks.
Oh wow, thx for sharing your experience Marco. One way or another, it was/is a sublime experience. Through headphones, laying down in my dark bedroom… on one of my listenings I perceived, if only for a few seconds…
A mind movie flashed me situated in a vast, nightland—forested and dank, watery mud glistening… Lovecraftian black winged rife with a raised network of veins, a vaguely human thing lighted on the chest of a person, beaked head pecking in short, sharp movements.
It snapped its head to look toward me and I Immediately burnt the image—to terrible to even squint at.
Sinister-Initiatory in some way? Violently ecstatic as you say, oh yes!
To much of the imaginal?