Sunday, July 12, 2020
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Artist: Pinkcourtesyphone (@)
Title: Elegant and Detached
Format: CD
Label: Room40 (@)
Rated: *****
This entrancing operation of sonic prophylaxis comes from American sound designer and minimalist sound artist Richard Cartier, mainly known for his brisk activity within his label/artistic platform LINE, who signs his second release under the Pinkcourtesyphone moniker, whose title "Elegant & Detached" tautly describes its main features. Richard seems to pour sonic splits of echoed female voices, sonic objects and other listenable entities into pools of seemingly flat and looping close frequencies, whose "flambe" treatment with light distortions could remind that underlying wind on membranes of abandoned microphones or the typical noise of jet engines when the surrounding atmosphere gets remarkably rarefied, so that you could imagine that each track is the resounding of some lunar module while wandering out of orbit in a void, which gets occasionally filled with rings, quavers, pitched echoes, repetitive airy melodies, background radiation, dull thuds, silenced clangors, imaginary porpoises ("Sans Motif/Closer To Here Than You Care To Be"), squawks ("Petraglyph (for Ranier)") or even barking birds, as those one appearing in the astonishingly cinematic journey of "An Awaiting Room (for Tati)/Starts Fell" - maybe together with some hints in "Sans Motif/Closer To Here Than You Care To Be" the one which recalls some hallucinated audiotrips with ironic and iconic sonic clues by The Orb more than other moments of the album -. All these sonic appearances sound like wavering in amniotic solvents and belonging to a sort of encrypted and somewhat tricky code many listeners could understand. His long-lasting entrancing journeys could be approximately associated to that cerebral branch of ambient which had a certain rush in the 90ies and first year of new millenium (I could mention some stuff from Kim Cascone's Silent, Bent Recknagel's Syrup, Lagowski, laudanum sonic juice by Todd Gautreau's Tear Ceremony or even Robin Storey's Rapoon) as well as to the vague daydreaming of some ghostly womanizer.


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