(EarLabs)

The large part of the sounds contained in these tracks wanders around the area of “consumption minimalism”. Coats of digital dirt and hiss complemented by breathtaking subsonics and deep pulses – imagine the last heart beats of a giant entity after many days of decomposition under a thick stratus of soil – create the basis of an unfathomable introversion. Worn out by days upon days of walking around the same circular path, the virtual guide that leads to an unlikely redemption from the commonplaces of electronica still can’t define the source of this deeply meaningful inner desolation. The incessant icy wind accompanying these fundamental grey/white radiations slaps the cheeks of the braves who want to try again, weakening bodies completely pervaded by humming calls and low-frequency swells that keep illusions alive while calmly addressing the end of material life.

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