Album: Unpredictable Signs
Artist: Kloob
Label: Winter-Light
Catalogue no: N/A
Tracklist:
1. Unreachable
Realms
2. Deep
Introspection
3. Unique
Sights
4. Ancient
Resonances
5. Insondable
6. Full
Immersion
7. Vulnerability
Source
8. Endless
Motion
Another Bandcamp raid
conducted under the cover of darkness last night, and I came away with some
glistening gems, such as this one by Dani Kloob. On the one hand the eight
pieces here, seen as a whole, can be likened to the breath of the universe, or
God, or God(s), an all-pervasive suffusion of gracious energy binding all
together. On the other hand, there’s also a certain species of dark edginess
apparent, a kind of nervous energy threatening to upset the delicate balance:
superficially, everything is always as it has been but, dig a little deeper,
and there are signs of a malignancy blackening and metastasising. For now, though,
the body of reality continues to function, but the signs of disturbance are
there for those who know where to look.
Kloob stamps his
credentials on the opening ‘Unreachable Realms’, an airy, gliding meander
around the far distant spheres of the unknown and unknowable universe. It sails
along majestically, swooping and soaring, borne upon the winds of a low drone.
‘Deep Introspection’ is all about the inner spaces, the vast chasms between
thought and perception, between understanding and action. The distances inside
are as vast as those between the stars and galaxies, and knowing ourselves is
just as difficult a task as it is to fully grasp the workings of the outer cosmos.
Cavernous raspings and exhalations echo endlessly, sourceless and
indecipherable, eluding our intellectual grasp.
Sweeping rumbles fly in
on Eastern winds on ‘Unique Sights’, a layered mirage of phantasms and
bejewelled cities seen only at unreachable distances. The winds venture to
carry us to the fabled sights of the Orient, however their glittering lights
always remain just out of reach. Perhaps ‘Ancient Resonances’ is that storied
and alluring past, full of myth and legend in which those bright metropolises
were built, now reaching out to us from across the ages. But it’s a
double-edged sword: it is exotic, yes, but also full of danger, bright but also
very murky. The light of understanding is dim, only showing the highlights and
deepening the shadows to occult whatever lurks there. Indistinct mumblings can
sometimes be detected, voices of lives lived to the full but now forgotten.
A solitary drone wafts in
and out of hearing, accompanied by a cold, deep blast of frigid air that
searches out and finds every single nook and cranny in your protection to gain
access. Vision is obscured, the shapes filling your sight dancing and shifting
in incomprehensible movements, both subtly enticing and thrillingly alarming.
This is ‘Insondable’, a French word meaning unfathomable, an apt description of
the shifting perceptions and fleeting glimpses afforded our eyes. ‘Full
Immersion’ invites us to submerge below the threshold of maya, the illusory
world, and enter into a quantum realm where, perhaps, what we witness is the actual reality of material existence,
and that the one we experience normally is only an invented paradigm tailored
specifically to our perceptual understanding and capacities. Dream selves,
shadows, phantasms, creative explosions of fantastical energies, glimpses of
parallel dimensions, alternative pasts, presents, and futures, all collide in
one huge detonation, the results hurling themselves at the inner cinema screen
of our minds, enchanting and frightening simultaneously.
‘Vulnerable Source’
hovers on the edge of fragility, an icicle in sunlight, a gossamer web gently
bending with every breeze until that wind gathers strength and snaps the
threads. And then, somehow, we find ourselves floating in the seas of the
rarest aethers once more in ‘Endless Motion’, the airy orbits whose shores we
only glimpsed in ‘Unreachable Realms’. Those lands are still unreachable, but
they’re now clearer, if only a little bit so.
Kloob’s minimalistic
approach works to his advantage here – spare layering of sounds, solid
foundations of susurrating washes, interspersed with pinpoints of contrasting
colours, counterpoints, and subtle highlights. It’s an album that’s both
indicative of something just beyond our reach, a diffuse firmament to strive
towards, and also, underlying that, the knowledge that beneath the dreamlands
lie aspects of life and reality which are sometimes best left undisturbed, but
nevertheless should be acknowledged. I was both elevated and sent flying
amongst the celestial bodies, and likewise also submerged beneath the murk and
silt-laden swamp waters. Mark this as a veritable contrast of moods, backed by
sensitive compositional nuances, making this a set worth your time investing
in.
And just look at that
cover – fantastical and magnificent, reminding me of Kris Kuksi’s sculptures.
Pstmon Marshall 2019
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