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And everything's gone techno-y, moody and atmospheric with Cylab. Burbling synths are the backdrop to the vocals, which cruise along at approximately 45mph in a suburban street. Not breaking any limits however. And on to... "His Lost Reflection" which has a darker, more powerful ambiance (that's a good word) and some witchy vocals. It's a bit like ambient chill-out Goth, the 4am slight-chill down after the evenings ecstatic frolicking.
It goes all whimsical and girly on "Parting Fields" and "Embryo Time" and then goes all dark and moody on "Masks of Silence", and I like the piano break in here too – all very theatrical. Then it's time to get down and dirty for "Dented Halos", where only fallen angels tread. It's all very danceable though; I'm frugging (what?) in my seat, I don't get out much nowadays but I can be easily pleased as you can see. Then we're focusing on our charkas and our navels for 'Kundalini', but are we enlightened yet? Ommmm... and let's carry on regardless to "Path", which tells me of the larger purpose of all things and 'pulsing energy in all things' including my ears, are the earphones shorting perchance? And to finish off, there's some more "Satellites" at the end, all remixed and picking up irritating frequencies and channels such as Fashion TV, the Shopping Channel and god knows what else. It's all quite enjoyable, but I would need props like a dance floor, dry ice, flashing lights in a darkened room, a bottle of absinthe and a few alcopops to get in the experience fully. Can this be arranged? |
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