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BASS COMMUNION - II/III

Format: do-CD
Label & Cat.Number: Tonefloat tf127
Release Year: 2013
Note: re-issue of early BC album from 1999, plus the rare CDR "III" (2001) ; [re-print of the Beta-lactam release which is now deleted]
Price (incl. 19% VAT): €21.50


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"BASS COMMUNION II" erschien im Original bereits 1999, wirklich rar ist aber hier die zustzlich wiederverffentlichte "III", die es nur als CDR in Mini-Auflage gab (2001). Diese besticht auf sechs langen Stcken (alle fast 10 Minuten oder lnger) durch STEVEN WILSONs stehts interessant arrangierte "mysterise Ambience", meist minimal, einsam und erhaben, mal tauchen Zeitlupen-Pulses oder Dub-Beats und Bassfiguren auf, dann werden Flten oder Zither-artige Instrumente eingesetzt, fernab von jeder Beliebigkeit oder Berechenbarkeit...

" II and III were conceived as separate and autonomous satellites of BCs galactic empire, but rather reeking of Castor & Pollux, they have been umbilicalled together. IIs earliest days go back to the mid to late 90s, from which it enjoyed a couple of releases through small labels. II steps through the door hissing with deep space halitosis. Quietly eclipsed by slow, subtly melodic breaths of solar wind, II finds its ellipses crossing long, glowering belts of ambience and majestic rings of thick, bass-heavy electro-pulses. Miniature terrestrials appear as stringed acoustics and other Earth-bound instrumentation peeks up through the crackling electronic mists. Hardly a truer music of the spheres, but then there is still the brother to contend with. III began its days at the same time as its kin, originally as leftover pieces, tv music, and failed experiments recorded between 1995-99 from the first 2 BC albums and then briefly released as a made-to-order CDR. IIIs lustmord for global communication moans out in a series of lonely alien drones. As its orbs orbitals draw circles near the light-hemorrhaged Cygnus X-1, devastating dub destruction launches this little craft well beyond the infinite, clothed in the flesh of gods. Dont worry the good ship lands safely, but is, much like the listener, forever altered." [press release BLRR]





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