Labels: Public Guilt
Review by: Kunal Nandi
I’m stood at the airlock. As I stare out the porthole into the vast, inky void waiting to swallow me up, I take stock of the gentle blips and bloops from the computer hardware encasing me, the background hum from the engines permeating my entire surroundings and, finally, the hiss of escaping gas as the hydraulics kick in, slide the vast door aside, wafting the cold in and me out into oblivion…
Personally speaking, I’d probably have Skynyrd blasting on my headphones at this point, but “Clear Light”” would certainly be the more apt choice. Like the mischievous nephew of Brian Eno’s “”Apollo”” soundtrack there’s an enormous impression of space and spaciousness at work here of monumental tectonic masses of sound gliding past each other as they ride the lava flows beneath the Earth’s crust but there’s a dark underbelly of droning noise at play too always threatening to overwhelm but never making the final lunge.