A decade since his transition from D&B to greyscale techno, Shifted dispenses a typically grim definition of his style in 5th studio album, ‘Constant Blue’
Perhaps a poetic metaphor for the zeitgeist, ‘Constant Blue’ dwells in starkest terrain unconcerned with the club, hewing to an impurely tonal palette of queasy low end frequencies and shatterproof upper register timbres that mirror feelings of stasis and unyielding twilight, or what he terms “caustic minimalism.”
The album’s 10 tracks manifest the most textural distillation of his trademark sound, shorn of dancefloor kicks and left to gloomy, isolationist introspection. Don’t expect it to put you in a good mood, but it may be good company for those times when one needs something that echoes their thoughts, as it holds a singular line from the immersive intricacies of ‘Slowly Counting Backwards’ to the nodding hypnosis of ‘The Weight of It’, and thru the spatialised declension of ‘Metronome’ to roiling bass and fizz in ‘Tradecraft’ recalling Frank Bretschneider’s work with old Soviet synths.
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A decade since his transition from D&B to greyscale techno, Shifted dispenses a typically grim definition of his style in 5th studio album, ‘Constant Blue’
Perhaps a poetic metaphor for the zeitgeist, ‘Constant Blue’ dwells in starkest terrain unconcerned with the club, hewing to an impurely tonal palette of queasy low end frequencies and shatterproof upper register timbres that mirror feelings of stasis and unyielding twilight, or what he terms “caustic minimalism.”
The album’s 10 tracks manifest the most textural distillation of his trademark sound, shorn of dancefloor kicks and left to gloomy, isolationist introspection. Don’t expect it to put you in a good mood, but it may be good company for those times when one needs something that echoes their thoughts, as it holds a singular line from the immersive intricacies of ‘Slowly Counting Backwards’ to the nodding hypnosis of ‘The Weight of It’, and thru the spatialised declension of ‘Metronome’ to roiling bass and fizz in ‘Tradecraft’ recalling Frank Bretschneider’s work with old Soviet synths.
A decade since his transition from D&B to greyscale techno, Shifted dispenses a typically grim definition of his style in 5th studio album, ‘Constant Blue’
Perhaps a poetic metaphor for the zeitgeist, ‘Constant Blue’ dwells in starkest terrain unconcerned with the club, hewing to an impurely tonal palette of queasy low end frequencies and shatterproof upper register timbres that mirror feelings of stasis and unyielding twilight, or what he terms “caustic minimalism.”
The album’s 10 tracks manifest the most textural distillation of his trademark sound, shorn of dancefloor kicks and left to gloomy, isolationist introspection. Don’t expect it to put you in a good mood, but it may be good company for those times when one needs something that echoes their thoughts, as it holds a singular line from the immersive intricacies of ‘Slowly Counting Backwards’ to the nodding hypnosis of ‘The Weight of It’, and thru the spatialised declension of ‘Metronome’ to roiling bass and fizz in ‘Tradecraft’ recalling Frank Bretschneider’s work with old Soviet synths.
A decade since his transition from D&B to greyscale techno, Shifted dispenses a typically grim definition of his style in 5th studio album, ‘Constant Blue’
Perhaps a poetic metaphor for the zeitgeist, ‘Constant Blue’ dwells in starkest terrain unconcerned with the club, hewing to an impurely tonal palette of queasy low end frequencies and shatterproof upper register timbres that mirror feelings of stasis and unyielding twilight, or what he terms “caustic minimalism.”
The album’s 10 tracks manifest the most textural distillation of his trademark sound, shorn of dancefloor kicks and left to gloomy, isolationist introspection. Don’t expect it to put you in a good mood, but it may be good company for those times when one needs something that echoes their thoughts, as it holds a singular line from the immersive intricacies of ‘Slowly Counting Backwards’ to the nodding hypnosis of ‘The Weight of It’, and thru the spatialised declension of ‘Metronome’ to roiling bass and fizz in ‘Tradecraft’ recalling Frank Bretschneider’s work with old Soviet synths.