Album: Split Frequencies Vol. II
Artist: Akoustik Timbre Frekuency/Temple Music
Label: Sombre Soniks
Catalogue no: SomSon 145
Tracklist:
1. Akoustik
Timbre Frekuency – Atu XV: Thee Devil (Tiphaereth to Hod)
2. Temple
Music – Ships/Arc
This most recent release
from the prolific Sombre Soniks label is the second in the new series of splits
showcasing two acts per release (I reviewed the first volume, featuring Embers
Below Zero/Grist, at the end of last year). Volume II features Priapus 23’s
Akoustik Timbre Frekuency backed by Alan Trench’s Temple Music. Along the same
lines to the first, it contains two long-form tracks, about a half hour in
length, thematically and atmospherically linked, and which also serve as a kind
of an appetiser to encourage further explorations of their individual outputs.
And my advice is to just sit back, wrap some headphones around your head, and
let your pleasure centres and every cell in your body absorb the frequencies
until you become diffuse matter.
ATF’s ‘Atu X: Thee Devil
(Tiphaereth to Hod)’ gets on with it straightaway, opening with deep drones and
resonant vibrations, meant to connect perhaps with the part of our brains that
bypass the consensus reality we’re all subject to and instead injects us into
an alternate existence where everything is possible, and where all angles
converge. Atu XV: Thee Devil refers, of course, to the fifteenth card of the
tarot’s major arcana, a card which strikes fear into many – however, it doesn’t
necessarily mean death as it can also mean change (as in death of the old to
make way for the new). The subtitle Tiphaereth to Hod is a reference to the kabbalistic
Tree of Life, Tiphaereth being the sixth sephira that represents Balance,
Integration, and Compassion amongst other attributes. Hod is the eighth
sephira, having the attributes of Majesty Glory, and Splendour. The journey
being described here is a descending one, possibly going through Netzach, the
seventh sphere of Endurance and Patience, a descent from balance into the very
earthly attributes of majesty and glory. It’s quite possible, then, that this
track is in essence a travelogue, a diary if you like of the aspirant’s/adherent’s
metaphysical travels whilst descending the Tree of Life: certainly, as the
track progresses the sounds become denser and more layered, as well more
resonant and noisier. Looked at from that angle, it becomes clear that we are
climbing back down the rungs of the ladder that is the Tree of Life, from a
higher more tenuous sphere into one of greater density and more materiality.
‘Ships/Arc’ is a
different beast altogether, coming on like an early 70s psychedelic freakbeat
workout with twangy bass and organ before more sonorous keyboard drones take
over alongside crackles and reverberant background punctuations. Compared to
ATF’s opener this begins from an earthbound viewpoint and gently takes flight
to catch the thermals and soar above the banalities of material existence. It
is at once majestic and plaintive, looking below and reaching up
simultaneously, a feeling of both attachment and a longing to be free of
unnecessary constraints or the encumbrances of gravity. A strain of melancholic
whistling weaves itself above, through, and below the main drones, like a bird
dancing amongst the clouds, flitting and flirting with the warm draughts and
currents of air. Above is a clear sky, unmarked by any imperfection but, just
like here on earth, it is forever unreachable. And, just like birds in this
existence, we are drawn back to where we lifted off from, letting gravity take
hold once more, and bringing us back to banality. However, unlike the material
body, hope and promises aren’t subject to the same forces we are, and they
continue soaring into the sky and beyond, catching and floating on currents we
can never hope to ride.
Here we have perfect
mirrors – one tending towards darkness and earthiness, and the other skywards.
One is a reflection of the other, images and feelings that couldn’t exist
without their opposites. Perhaps these two tracks are about balance then, about
the need for it in a universe rife with plurality – it is in fact a
cosmological imperative. Given the current imbalance of earthly life, this
could be a warning perhaps, a reminder that without thiss much-needed balance
then we are bound to invite our doom. Even knowing our negative propensities as
a species, perhaps someone somewhere will listen to this and see the light
switch on and receive epiphany. This release contains those depths and nuances
aplenty, and they are open to those who will lend an ear.
Available as a digital
download from the link below:
Psymon Marshall - 2020.
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