The textures of sound carry the narrative of this masterwork perfectly through an aural escort. This is the ambiance of cosmic horror, and dark, galactic wonder; of hard sci-fi and political intrigue over the backdrop of space.
Read MoreThere is no agenda with this piece, no exacting compulsion to hammer a point; rather, this is a relaxing, meditative hymn of inflection, allowing the listener to turn inward. A definite must-have for those seeking a relaxing musical escape.
Read MoreNERATERRÆ wastes no time with shy introductions to politely acquaint the listener with this musical construct; this album begins with "The Last Abjurer'', informed by Zdzislaw Beksinski's haunting (and my personal favorite) "AA72". There is an eerie, atmospheric texture underlying the "space", a mammoth sensation of looking down upon lesser beings, and immediately, a cascade feeling of Cyclopean dread washes upon the listener. This "looks'' like a Beksinski painting - no - this ambient piece feels like a Beksinski painting.
Woven tapestries of pain-fueled melancholy; a seminal half-life of despair creeping into our world, laid bare before mortal eyes, and the only way we have to interpret the feelings is through the morbid paintings of the long-dead artist. "The Last Abjurer'' is a dismal, oppressive castigation of sound that embodies the visage of the titanic statues as they gaze downward upon the lowly human staring up at the Cyclopean monuments, and the music conveys exactly that.
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