(Evelyn)

Essential, almost subliminal, at times subterranean, Dead Eye’s music gathers little – if any – harmonic information, working on a semi-conscious level through drifting gentle noise and electronics. Constructed with minimal means, “A lick is good for the soul” throbs of warm pressure slowly unfolding through filtered arcane chorales, well-rounded pseudo-mantric junctions and stretching segments of organic pulsations whose distance from Zoviet France is not enormous. Like in a stream, we can observe myriads of rippling undercurrents where invisible creatures establish their communication codes through an imperceptible vibration; the sound becomes progressively tinged of claustrophobia, yet it carries a strange coagulated quietness that facilitates concentration. One gets used to this presence, to the point of repeating the spinning of this worthy disc again and again.

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