A rare back-catalogue purchase for me. Eliane Radigue is obviously someone I’ve listened to loads and loved, but I’ve never actually bought any of her work because of some vaguely-motivated feeling that I should prefer to shove my pennies in the direction of new releases. But I find myself coming back to this particular record enough that I figure I should do the decent thing.
You know the story by now: modular synths, acting more as oscillators than musical instruments in a conventional sense, long stretches of slow and subtle mutation, half-forgotten fragments of melody weaving in and out, the occasional hauntological sample of old classical vinyls deep in the mix, and a lot of the magic happening up in the harmonics. But this is also an absolute stone cold classic of electronic drone, because it’s really very very good. It’s also a three-hour meditation on death, so extra points there. If you’re into this sort of thing, and this one has somehow eluded you, then you absolutely must go out and listen to it as soon as possible.
I bought this from the label’s bandcamp page.
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