by Chloe March
by Willem Gator
My Blue Heaven
by Slow Dancing Society
Clock of the Long Now
by Target Archery
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From the Italian producer Willem Gator comes an eclectic album of epic melancholic electronica, poised between post rock and clubbing sonority, full of dreamy musical constructions, along six different tracks, for a total of 40 minutes, modulating softly and with cinematic digressions , in now more eclectic passages, at other times more tense and eccentric, always with a strong emotional impact. Giuseppe Musmeci, this is the name of the musician’s registry, he chose for the Locked-In Syndrome project the Hidden Shoal, an independent Australian label that has focused its work on experimenters and bands not related to a specific genre. The result is interesting and worthy of careful listening.
Carried by a strong rhythmic foundation and steeped in audacious sounds, it is possible to describe the new album by the Italian Giuseppe Musmeci, who, as author, however, states the project Willem Gator.
He has baptized his work “Locked-In Syndrome”. Probably because his music sounds like it’s breaking out of the corset of the musical mainstream. Obviously, Willem Gator refuses to swim, copy, and search for what matters best. Occasionally, his beats and synth sounds sound as if he wants to prove that noncomformance can lead to catchy music.
With catchy music we do not mean pop music, so nothing that immediately and immediately like. Everything, just do not adapt, is more the motto of the Italian. He does not move so much offside with his pulsating drum loops and feverish sequencer lines. So far from the fact that she quickly gets in the ear, his music is not at all. Rather, only a small thing is missing. This charming game, as if to say that I could, if I wanted, mastered Giuseppe Musmeci perfectly.
So he drives his fun for almost 40 minutes. As a listener, you are in the end sweaty about the merciless force of this music. When game consoles dance to steamrams, it must sound like “Locked-In Syndrome”. Wow!
There may come a time when upon encountering new groove from Chloe March, descriptions such as enchanting and beguiling might prove superfluous, not on this occasion though. A new album, ‘blood red spark’ incoming on the adored Hidden Shoal, from off which ‘let it all in’ has been sent as a herald. A dream like visitation caressed in a twinkling neo classical torch toned wooziness, its delicate folk framing genteelly hushed and seductively surrendered in an evensong intimacy all lost in a moment of reflection. For here an ethereal whispering and the poetic dance of demurred expressionism and ghost lit tenderness forge a quietly alluring waltz whose forlorn crush sighs amid the glow of noir breezed dissipates. And while the press release might rightly point that its beautified and amorphous craft owes to the other worldly spectral reach of both David Sylvian and C Duncan, we here however, are much minded of an unusually vulnerable Jane Weaver sweetly shimmering in the grooves.
This one is a charmer. Sitting somewhere between alt-folk, alt-pop, and post-rock is the latest project from Ambrose Nock of Perth’s instrumentalists Apricot Rail. Titled Target Archery, the music on offer here is warm and charming. Endearing, but not without gravitas, the music is playful and yet full of emotion and drama too.
This is perfect to assuage the Sunday night fear that sets in when one becomes acutely aware of the working week ahead. Let this ease those aches and pains for you. You will not regret it.
Closer is the first sample of the Sublime Locked-In Syndrome , the fifth album by Italian electronic producer Willem Gator .The artist creates a combination of downtempo beats, bass lines and a multitude of oriental and orchestral instruments. It focuses on each song gradually increasing in emotional intensity, helping to incorporate both rock and electronic aspects. The result is an experience that is eminently danceable but deeply melancholic. It transmits hedonism and detachment. Electronic anthems scale the musical skies while probing the emotional lows.