BAKER, AIDAN — Figures
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Weitaus “Song-ähnlicher” als man es bisher von AIDAN BAKER gewohnt war (er singt hier sogar, bzw. haucht er Worte), präsentiert er sich auf FIGURES, sanfte und tief-melancholische einsame Songs, die mit Streichern angereichert unser Herz schon nach wenigen Momenten fest im Griff haben.....aber es gibt auch wieder seine süchtigmachenden mehrschichtigen Gitarren-Loops, die sich langsam hypnotisch um einen schlängeln...
"...This one is another full band record, the instrumentation is guitar, bass, drums, vocals, flute, violin, with someone credited with remix, but this one is a lot different than most anything we've heard so far from Baker. This is essentially a dreamy indie rock
slowcore record, with bits of production fuckery here and there, but for the most part, this is slow, lovely, melancholy, lap steel,
shuffling drums, sparse reverbed guitar, and vocals, mumbled indie sad boy vocals, drawled over the lilting dreamy depressive plod. Track three is where the slowcore gets sort of smeared and smudged into more typically Baker fare, a washed out low end shimmer, guitars
blurry and indistinct, feedback pulsing and shimmering. The next two tracks are more of the same, that foggy, soft focus dreamlike blur
Baker is so adept at. But by track six, we're back to a loping late night wander, circular guitar figure, simple and meditative, simple
jazzy drums, barely noticeable bits of woozy ambience, distant smears of high end melody, dour and gorgeously mournful. That track is
moments later muted and again spread into a thick blurry abstract, a single deep cavernous drone, rumbling and reverberant, but rife with
mumbled melodies and fragmented instrumental shards, barely recognizable in the swirling blackened drift.
The big surprise is the final track, a Codeine worthy slowcore crawl, this time the guitars are heavier, electric, the vocals doused in reverb and drifting ghostlike over the dirge, always threatening to explode in a burst of Nadja like metallic bliss, but never quite getting there, instead opting for soaring sublimated drama, tangled high end psychedelic melodies over a constantly shifting swirl of
fuzzy guitars and buzzing ambience, and that steady simple drumming, sounding like some long lost live fuzzy and blissy Galaxie 500 jam..."
[Aquarius Rec.]
www.volubilisrecords.com
"...This one is another full band record, the instrumentation is guitar, bass, drums, vocals, flute, violin, with someone credited with remix, but this one is a lot different than most anything we've heard so far from Baker. This is essentially a dreamy indie rock
slowcore record, with bits of production fuckery here and there, but for the most part, this is slow, lovely, melancholy, lap steel,
shuffling drums, sparse reverbed guitar, and vocals, mumbled indie sad boy vocals, drawled over the lilting dreamy depressive plod. Track three is where the slowcore gets sort of smeared and smudged into more typically Baker fare, a washed out low end shimmer, guitars
blurry and indistinct, feedback pulsing and shimmering. The next two tracks are more of the same, that foggy, soft focus dreamlike blur
Baker is so adept at. But by track six, we're back to a loping late night wander, circular guitar figure, simple and meditative, simple
jazzy drums, barely noticeable bits of woozy ambience, distant smears of high end melody, dour and gorgeously mournful. That track is
moments later muted and again spread into a thick blurry abstract, a single deep cavernous drone, rumbling and reverberant, but rife with
mumbled melodies and fragmented instrumental shards, barely recognizable in the swirling blackened drift.
The big surprise is the final track, a Codeine worthy slowcore crawl, this time the guitars are heavier, electric, the vocals doused in reverb and drifting ghostlike over the dirge, always threatening to explode in a burst of Nadja like metallic bliss, but never quite getting there, instead opting for soaring sublimated drama, tangled high end psychedelic melodies over a constantly shifting swirl of
fuzzy guitars and buzzing ambience, and that steady simple drumming, sounding like some long lost live fuzzy and blissy Galaxie 500 jam..."
[Aquarius Rec.]
www.volubilisrecords.com