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C.A.N.V.A.S. follow aces by Olan Monk and Elvin Brandhi with Lugh OāNeillās zinging new suite of fractiously reflective, emotive sound-scaping.
Returning from a smart debut in 2018ās āHĆ©licoā, Berlin-based Irish artist Lugh sharpens and expands his vernacular with strikingly amorphous and absorbing results comparable in the modern field to everyone from ZoĆ« McPherson and J. Colleran to Arca. He draws on the chaos and rush of emotions that have fractured the world with a fine articulation of synthetic voices that speak to his ārediscovery of lived sensibility on a relational scaleā, and with results approaching
something like a simulacra of brain fog - multiple emotions, observations, and speculations all vying for attention at once.
The gnawing, queasy tones, aggy chants and lush dread of āAmericansā articulates how we feel watching news on YouTube, and the scything metallic swarms of āBraisesā sounds like The Sprawl
and TCF conducting a swarm of drones, but thereās a more surreal levity to the grief-stricken gravity of the album in the devilishly detailed aqua-acoustic chicanery of āEl Rocioā making use of underwater recordings by Zuzana Pabisova, and the knackered machine blooz of āMusic For Programmed Obsolecenceā thatās almost Arca-esque in āIrony Chastity Obedienceā, and alchemized into nerve-biting black metal mutation on āFree Fallā.
Returning from a smart debut in 2018ās āHĆ©licoā, Berlin-based Irish artist Lugh sharpens and expands his vernacular with strikingly amorphous and absorbing results comparable in the modern field to everyone from ZoĆ« McPherson and J. Colleran to Arca. He draws on the chaos and rush of emotions that have fractured the world with a fine articulation of synthetic voices that speak to his ārediscovery of lived sensibility on a relational scaleā, and with results approaching
something like a simulacra of brain fog - multiple emotions, observations, and speculations all vying for attention at once.
The gnawing, queasy tones, aggy chants and lush dread of āAmericansā articulates how we feel watching news on YouTube, and the scything metallic swarms of āBraisesā sounds like The Sprawl
and TCF conducting a swarm of drones, but thereās a more surreal levity to the grief-stricken gravity of the album in the devilishly detailed aqua-acoustic chicanery of āEl Rocioā making use of underwater recordings by Zuzana Pabisova, and the knackered machine blooz of āMusic For Programmed Obsolecenceā thatās almost Arca-esque in āIrony Chastity Obedienceā, and alchemized into nerve-biting black metal mutation on āFree Fallā.
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C.A.N.V.A.S. follow aces by Olan Monk and Elvin Brandhi with Lugh OāNeillās zinging new suite of fractiously reflective, emotive sound-scaping.
Returning from a smart debut in 2018ās āHĆ©licoā, Berlin-based Irish artist Lugh sharpens and expands his vernacular with strikingly amorphous and absorbing results comparable in the modern field to everyone from ZoĆ« McPherson and J. Colleran to Arca. He draws on the chaos and rush of emotions that have fractured the world with a fine articulation of synthetic voices that speak to his ārediscovery of lived sensibility on a relational scaleā, and with results approaching
something like a simulacra of brain fog - multiple emotions, observations, and speculations all vying for attention at once.
The gnawing, queasy tones, aggy chants and lush dread of āAmericansā articulates how we feel watching news on YouTube, and the scything metallic swarms of āBraisesā sounds like The Sprawl
and TCF conducting a swarm of drones, but thereās a more surreal levity to the grief-stricken gravity of the album in the devilishly detailed aqua-acoustic chicanery of āEl Rocioā making use of underwater recordings by Zuzana Pabisova, and the knackered machine blooz of āMusic For Programmed Obsolecenceā thatās almost Arca-esque in āIrony Chastity Obedienceā, and alchemized into nerve-biting black metal mutation on āFree Fallā.
Returning from a smart debut in 2018ās āHĆ©licoā, Berlin-based Irish artist Lugh sharpens and expands his vernacular with strikingly amorphous and absorbing results comparable in the modern field to everyone from ZoĆ« McPherson and J. Colleran to Arca. He draws on the chaos and rush of emotions that have fractured the world with a fine articulation of synthetic voices that speak to his ārediscovery of lived sensibility on a relational scaleā, and with results approaching
something like a simulacra of brain fog - multiple emotions, observations, and speculations all vying for attention at once.
The gnawing, queasy tones, aggy chants and lush dread of āAmericansā articulates how we feel watching news on YouTube, and the scything metallic swarms of āBraisesā sounds like The Sprawl
and TCF conducting a swarm of drones, but thereās a more surreal levity to the grief-stricken gravity of the album in the devilishly detailed aqua-acoustic chicanery of āEl Rocioā making use of underwater recordings by Zuzana Pabisova, and the knackered machine blooz of āMusic For Programmed Obsolecenceā thatās almost Arca-esque in āIrony Chastity Obedienceā, and alchemized into nerve-biting black metal mutation on āFree Fallā.
