The poles may alter their flow. What was pushed back can be pulled in. Stuff is too far gone to re-touch, but there is dirt and pearls out in the wilderness that still transmit. Spirit levels are constantly re-referencing. Bass Clef keeps bouncing trks down the path from where ever Bass Clef is.
The music fluctuating within 'Magnetic Chapters' is irrational and effervescent. There are spaces, the electro-energy gives and grounds, in which we can invest life into. This is room music, take a seat, wander round, flex. We, the dear listener, can take flight too. Have big warm trust in the soul of this music.
'Magnetic Chapters' has angles and angels, from these it's built on: Butoh, Lone Swordsmen, Acid Rain, Childhood Skies, Disco-centric Loft Life. Bass Clef been producing heaps of music, running record labels and hosting radio shows for 20 odd years. A self-sufficient artist that surveys the scene he conjures from the past. Unafraid to dust down a four track, plug into the data-sphere and evoke an avant sentimentality, this album is a well cut gem from his storeroom.
Tears, big warm salty tears. We are being pulled apart here, accidents await, but Bass Clef has invested us with places to fall into. There are Tubby-esque trap-doors, but if you submit there will be rich green moss to catch you. Bass Clef has ripped out some 12” bangers in his story, but the drums here are close and distant at the same time, like smoke signals at night, they envelop the listener. The airbrushed darkness that pervades so much 'production music' is banished from Magnetic Chapters with a homemade Ursula Le Guinn-like sadness. There is a real tactile sense of the blackened kettles from Arthur's Kitchen in this music. Bass Clef seems fully at home.
Bass Clef's recent audio communications with the world reveal an artist in rapture with natural forms (haphazard and synchronized) and 'Magnetic Chapters' focus is on the more scenic, rhythmic pattens of our world (and alien others). Tracks like 'Intergalactic Biodomes' use pattens and sequences that suggest undulating hills and coombes, ones that stretch out into the ocean.
The hierarchicals (Sun Beams and Full Moons) seem to be guiding this well timed instrumental music (similar to Delia Derbyshire, This Heat, Sachiko M, David Pajo) this co-dependent support system allows us to go off-beat into a dreamlike state with each musical escapade. Within the glow of this album we hear so many voices chatting; gossip at the workplace, mothers and babies, robots to robot, insects and industrial, pillow talk. The sensation of listening to these ample and giving tracks, like 'Scintllater' or 'Glacier Beams' are akin to being waken to a room full of ghostly beings all wanting to reach out to you and request you glide with their otherworldly experiences.
When things are changing, move with them.
Tracked, overdubbed and bounced onto a Fostex Model 80 in Rotterdam.
Recorded in spring and mixed in summer 2020.
Edited in winter 2020.
The music fluctuating within 'Magnetic Chapters' is irrational and effervescent. There are spaces, the electro-energy gives and grounds, in which we can invest life into. This is room music, take a seat, wander round, flex. We, the dear listener, can take flight too. Have big warm trust in the soul of this music.
'Magnetic Chapters' has angles and angels, from these it's built on: Butoh, Lone Swordsmen, Acid Rain, Childhood Skies, Disco-centric Loft Life. Bass Clef been producing heaps of music, running record labels and hosting radio shows for 20 odd years. A self-sufficient artist that surveys the scene he conjures from the past. Unafraid to dust down a four track, plug into the data-sphere and evoke an avant sentimentality, this album is a well cut gem from his storeroom.
Tears, big warm salty tears. We are being pulled apart here, accidents await, but Bass Clef has invested us with places to fall into. There are Tubby-esque trap-doors, but if you submit there will be rich green moss to catch you. Bass Clef has ripped out some 12” bangers in his story, but the drums here are close and distant at the same time, like smoke signals at night, they envelop the listener. The airbrushed darkness that pervades so much 'production music' is banished from Magnetic Chapters with a homemade Ursula Le Guinn-like sadness. There is a real tactile sense of the blackened kettles from Arthur's Kitchen in this music. Bass Clef seems fully at home.
Bass Clef's recent audio communications with the world reveal an artist in rapture with natural forms (haphazard and synchronized) and 'Magnetic Chapters' focus is on the more scenic, rhythmic pattens of our world (and alien others). Tracks like 'Intergalactic Biodomes' use pattens and sequences that suggest undulating hills and coombes, ones that stretch out into the ocean.
The hierarchicals (Sun Beams and Full Moons) seem to be guiding this well timed instrumental music (similar to Delia Derbyshire, This Heat, Sachiko M, David Pajo) this co-dependent support system allows us to go off-beat into a dreamlike state with each musical escapade. Within the glow of this album we hear so many voices chatting; gossip at the workplace, mothers and babies, robots to robot, insects and industrial, pillow talk. The sensation of listening to these ample and giving tracks, like 'Scintllater' or 'Glacier Beams' are akin to being waken to a room full of ghostly beings all wanting to reach out to you and request you glide with their otherworldly experiences.
When things are changing, move with them.
Tracked, overdubbed and bounced onto a Fostex Model 80 in Rotterdam.
Recorded in spring and mixed in summer 2020.
Edited in winter 2020.
