Different Rooms
Valentina Magaletti's Longform Editions contribution is predictably deep, a home studio collage that piles field recordings over busted electronics, backmasked vocalizing and (of course) free-er than free percussive magic.
There aren't many artists quite as reliable or as diverse as Magaletti. As a collaborator she's almost unmatched right now, and as a solo player she's released a slew of records so good we've been struggling to keep up. 'Different Rooms' is a 20-minute expression that plays into all her areas of interest and expertise without slipping into repetition. It would have been too easy to blurt out a virtuosic session in the mold of last year's jaw-dropping "A Queer Anthology of Drums", but "Different Rooms" takes a different route entirely, overlaying disparate elements recorded during a long session in Magaletti's home studio.
The pure texture of sound is palpable as Magaletti uses resonant, pitched down drums and inhuman groans to eke out an energy that's surreal and faintly cinematic. Eventually her mechanical ratcheting sounds begin to blot and blur into foley crunches, bell clangs and nauseous, Broadcast-like oscillations. A beat almost forms, only to dissolve into a pool of looped groans and slapped temple bells that fade abruptly into cheap, ecstatic organ drones. Completely life-affirming stuff.
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Valentina Magaletti's Longform Editions contribution is predictably deep, a home studio collage that piles field recordings over busted electronics, backmasked vocalizing and (of course) free-er than free percussive magic.
There aren't many artists quite as reliable or as diverse as Magaletti. As a collaborator she's almost unmatched right now, and as a solo player she's released a slew of records so good we've been struggling to keep up. 'Different Rooms' is a 20-minute expression that plays into all her areas of interest and expertise without slipping into repetition. It would have been too easy to blurt out a virtuosic session in the mold of last year's jaw-dropping "A Queer Anthology of Drums", but "Different Rooms" takes a different route entirely, overlaying disparate elements recorded during a long session in Magaletti's home studio.
The pure texture of sound is palpable as Magaletti uses resonant, pitched down drums and inhuman groans to eke out an energy that's surreal and faintly cinematic. Eventually her mechanical ratcheting sounds begin to blot and blur into foley crunches, bell clangs and nauseous, Broadcast-like oscillations. A beat almost forms, only to dissolve into a pool of looped groans and slapped temple bells that fade abruptly into cheap, ecstatic organ drones. Completely life-affirming stuff.
Valentina Magaletti's Longform Editions contribution is predictably deep, a home studio collage that piles field recordings over busted electronics, backmasked vocalizing and (of course) free-er than free percussive magic.
There aren't many artists quite as reliable or as diverse as Magaletti. As a collaborator she's almost unmatched right now, and as a solo player she's released a slew of records so good we've been struggling to keep up. 'Different Rooms' is a 20-minute expression that plays into all her areas of interest and expertise without slipping into repetition. It would have been too easy to blurt out a virtuosic session in the mold of last year's jaw-dropping "A Queer Anthology of Drums", but "Different Rooms" takes a different route entirely, overlaying disparate elements recorded during a long session in Magaletti's home studio.
The pure texture of sound is palpable as Magaletti uses resonant, pitched down drums and inhuman groans to eke out an energy that's surreal and faintly cinematic. Eventually her mechanical ratcheting sounds begin to blot and blur into foley crunches, bell clangs and nauseous, Broadcast-like oscillations. A beat almost forms, only to dissolve into a pool of looped groans and slapped temple bells that fade abruptly into cheap, ecstatic organ drones. Completely life-affirming stuff.
Valentina Magaletti's Longform Editions contribution is predictably deep, a home studio collage that piles field recordings over busted electronics, backmasked vocalizing and (of course) free-er than free percussive magic.
There aren't many artists quite as reliable or as diverse as Magaletti. As a collaborator she's almost unmatched right now, and as a solo player she's released a slew of records so good we've been struggling to keep up. 'Different Rooms' is a 20-minute expression that plays into all her areas of interest and expertise without slipping into repetition. It would have been too easy to blurt out a virtuosic session in the mold of last year's jaw-dropping "A Queer Anthology of Drums", but "Different Rooms" takes a different route entirely, overlaying disparate elements recorded during a long session in Magaletti's home studio.
The pure texture of sound is palpable as Magaletti uses resonant, pitched down drums and inhuman groans to eke out an energy that's surreal and faintly cinematic. Eventually her mechanical ratcheting sounds begin to blot and blur into foley crunches, bell clangs and nauseous, Broadcast-like oscillations. A beat almost forms, only to dissolve into a pool of looped groans and slapped temple bells that fade abruptly into cheap, ecstatic organ drones. Completely life-affirming stuff.