Mango
Ray
aethernet
(Remissive Records 030-2015)
aethernet
(Remissive Records 030-2015)
RIYL: being stuck between the machinery and the ecstatic
release.
The information superhighway is clouded in tickertape dust
and detritus. They’re constantly tearing
up the gravel, collapsing new buildings, moving deck chairs for the arrival of
the net-unneutral Titanic. The glow of
the new is constant in parcel pieces, checkered through the shockwave/flash/java
of packaging gloss. Floating gamma adds,
SEO toxins, RSS Feed the children.
The millennials now crave gentle tampering. Rest on a bed of soundwaves with the wiring
exposed. Music to transform the
uncertainty of an institutional matrix too vast and complex to ever fully
comprehend into the safety of childhood bewilderment. The aethernet is one such sonic destination
point. Each track is both mechanical and
fluid, the mercury flowing down its appendages into a rainbow pool below (or
perhaps that’s just a visual hallucination resulting from the poison tongue put
to the chemical mixture…mmm…mercury).
“Redistribution” twinkles and chugs alternately in asthmatic sighs that
gasp out firecracker bursts. Meanwhile
“Itemize” is full of arbitrary vigor- imported violence juxtaposes cosmic
radiance in editorial cuts that would make a superhero film dizzy and vomit
(into rainbow pools of mercury, for hue is the cue to this mixture of
unidentified sounds).
“Ionic Gambit” extracts forlorn skeletons from dusty reels
before they are rescued by triumphant wafts of nurturing synth, while
“Grasshopper Lies Heavy” loops comforting patches of psychedelic digital
tropics into a steady gait before dispersing them into destabilized zones. These are songs that have been diced and
arpeggiated into near unrecognition.
Tracks that don’t beg for a center, but instead continue to push further
and further from one. There’s two
longform improvisational pieces (“Casinotone” and “Szyzygy”) at the core of the
collection that dive deep into the scattered electronic sedimentsphere to
ramasack the source code for salvage materials.
Returning to the surface, things look a bit different, covered in binary
goo and algorithmic residue (“Midnight Haptic Kiss”, “Vaparson Wave”) but
alarmingly more sedate and restorative.
Tours of the aethernet are now being offered by Remissive
Records, a bioimagineering firm that seeks to scramble only the proper
brainwaves. You may name your own price
(such as zero) for a chance to probe this space further or simply observe the
album as it streams through the fractured shared consciousness of your web
browser.
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