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So begins this album… with something that feels very familiar to me… the sound of a Berlin U-Bahn train leaving the station… it’s a sound that signifies the beginning of a sonic journey… but one that never really seems to come to an end.
The commencement of opening track ‘Jag är här, Jag är här’ ‘(I am here, I am here’) is also appropriate because this very much feels like an album of moments… like a flowing stream… never a raging torrent… but very liquid in its approach… never alighting on any particular mood… never going too far… but always moving.
‘Jag är här, Jag är här’ has taken its German beginnings and runs with what is a great motorik track which fairly powers along. However, repeated listens help you to realise that there is more going on here than just a journey… particularly when we get to the noise of the crowd at the end… and this got me thinking how this album feels to me like one of those rapid transit trips through a city where each stop brings new sights and sounds onto the train as people get on and off…
This is borne out by the second track on the album ‘Baum Bar’ which uses tabla and sitar sounds to give the music a very different feel from its predecessor… yet the use of the guitar at the end somehow brings us back to the here and now… another trip on what is becoming a series of them...
Read the rest here: The Fragmented Flaneur
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