Album: You Will be Free
Artist: Miracle of Love
Label: Overture Militia Inc.
Catalogue no:
N/A
Tracklist:
1. We
Believe What we Say – Tied
2. Exhale
XV
3. We
Came from the Sky
4. Exhale
IV
5. Exhale
VII – Tied
6. For
Many are Called (Devis G. Version)
7. Exhale
XIII
8. From
Going To and Fro on the Earth
9. Exhale
XII – Terror Unit Over – Tied
10. Through
a Million of Deserts
11. We
Believe What we Say (Rubber Nurse Version)
Miracle of Love is Lorenzo
Corsetti, an Italian musician, producer, and sound designer as well as being
the founder of White Forest Records. He’s also created music under the
pseudonyms of 12 Inch Plastic Toys, Santa Emoraggia, and Hetkonen.
Imagine yourself fogbound
and lost somewhere unfamiliar, unable to move forward or backward, and out of
the obscuring fog emerge mysterious bangs, crashes, scrapings, and howlings.
You might think that you have somehow barged into a machine-shop located in one
of the nine levels of Hell, or some still-active but decaying post-apocalyptic
industrial park here on earth. All eleven pieces careen between distant,
unsettling and haunting keening chords and swellings eerily emerging from
behind the curtain of mist, obscuring the origins and creators of those sounds
(are they men or monsters?), and barrages of harsh metallic ringings, collapsing
steel, and power-tool whinings, or granulated, crackling blankets of heavily
oppressive noise. And you’re left wondering just what is it that these Hadean
blacksmiths are creating? Are they building diabolical contraptions for the end
of the world or just devices for torturing hapless souls?
The mood evoked is one of
mechanical nightmares and, worse still, horrific self-perpetuating phantasms
made real. It’s obviously that nothing natural could survive here for long, or
if it does then it’s ultimately subverted by perversion and artificial
mutation. Dripping subterranean atmospherics, rebounding endlessly from wet
cavern walls, pervade every second of this album. Simultaneously the heat and
the cold are unbearable, at turns boiling and freezing. This is not a place for
sensitive souls.
You
Will be Free is a curious mix of the soft- and
hard-edged, of swathes of almost comforting chords expanding and enveloping
which are dashed and shattered against brittle obsidian darkness. But that
aspect, I think, is where its appeal resides: it’s neither completely dark
ambient nor solely tethered to harsh noise/power electronics, but lies in the
spaces in between. Moreover Corsetti has blended all the elements together
seamlessly – in spite of the potential for it to have sounded jarring and
disconnected, the two opposites have joined to paint a vivid picture of a
hypnogogic dream wherein normally incompatible states produce a coherent whole.
I’ll be listening to this one again.
Psymon Marshall 2019
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