Eleven Fugues For Sodium Pentothal
Stars of the Lid co-pilot Adam Wiltzie yields a gorgeous solo debut album under his own name for Kranky; a steeply anaesthetising suite of string panoramas and reverberant electro-acoustic ambient akin to his work with SotL, The Dead Texan, A Winged Victory for the Sullen - all that good stuff.
A leading, if liminal, figure in his field, Adam Wiltzie’s work as composer and sound engineer places him as sandman and dream-weaver to a generation who’ve peacefully drifted off to his sounds since the ‘90s. ‘Eleven Fugues for Sodium Pentothal’ arrives as Wiltzie’s first solo album after a pair of soundtracks - ‘Salero’ (Erased Tapes, 2016) and ‘American Woman’ (self-released, 2019) - established his own musical voice over the past decade, and the untimely passing of his Stars of the Lid bandmate, Brain McBride (1970-2023), sadly brought their renowned project to a close.
Weft with awe-inspiring orchestrations recorded in Budapest at the old Hungarian National Radio facility, the album is everything you might have come to expect from Wiltzie; diaphanous, keening, diffused swells of textural lushness, given to a timeless emotional tenor that runs the gamut of melancholic, elegiac, to magisterial and OOBE-like. Seriously, it’s right up there with work by Eno, Pärt, Stephen Mathieu, and ideally fixed in place with additional sound design and instrumentation by Mark Nelson (Pan American, Labradford) and Robert Hampson of Loop’s immaculate mixing.
“The latest suite by composer (and Stars Of The Lid co-founder) Adam Wiltzie took shape following a move north from Brussels into the Flemish countryside, although it was initially inspired by a recurring dream wherein “if someone listened to the music I created, then they would die.” The album uniquely evokes and evades the allure of oblivion, keening between beauty and ruin, forever unresolved. Wiltzie cites the barbiturate of the title as both muse and sacred escape: “When you are sitting face forward on the daily emotional meat grinder of life, I always wished I could have some, so I could just fall asleep automatically and the feeling would not be there anymore.”
Recorded at Wilzie’s home studio, with strings added in Budapest at the old Hungarian National radio facility (Magyar Radio), the tracks feel simultaneously intimate and infinite, unfolding vistas glimpsed in an inner space. Robert Hampson of English drone rock icons Loop mixed the album, further lending the music a sense of cinematic expanse and oblique hypnosis. These are fugue states as much as fugues in a literal classical music sense – smeared epiphanies of uncertain memory and spatial dislocation, coaxed from the unconscious and set aloft.”
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Stars of the Lid co-pilot Adam Wiltzie yields a gorgeous solo debut album under his own name for Kranky; a steeply anaesthetising suite of string panoramas and reverberant electro-acoustic ambient akin to his work with SotL, The Dead Texan, A Winged Victory for the Sullen - all that good stuff.
A leading, if liminal, figure in his field, Adam Wiltzie’s work as composer and sound engineer places him as sandman and dream-weaver to a generation who’ve peacefully drifted off to his sounds since the ‘90s. ‘Eleven Fugues for Sodium Pentothal’ arrives as Wiltzie’s first solo album after a pair of soundtracks - ‘Salero’ (Erased Tapes, 2016) and ‘American Woman’ (self-released, 2019) - established his own musical voice over the past decade, and the untimely passing of his Stars of the Lid bandmate, Brain McBride (1970-2023), sadly brought their renowned project to a close.
Weft with awe-inspiring orchestrations recorded in Budapest at the old Hungarian National Radio facility, the album is everything you might have come to expect from Wiltzie; diaphanous, keening, diffused swells of textural lushness, given to a timeless emotional tenor that runs the gamut of melancholic, elegiac, to magisterial and OOBE-like. Seriously, it’s right up there with work by Eno, Pärt, Stephen Mathieu, and ideally fixed in place with additional sound design and instrumentation by Mark Nelson (Pan American, Labradford) and Robert Hampson of Loop’s immaculate mixing.
“The latest suite by composer (and Stars Of The Lid co-founder) Adam Wiltzie took shape following a move north from Brussels into the Flemish countryside, although it was initially inspired by a recurring dream wherein “if someone listened to the music I created, then they would die.” The album uniquely evokes and evades the allure of oblivion, keening between beauty and ruin, forever unresolved. Wiltzie cites the barbiturate of the title as both muse and sacred escape: “When you are sitting face forward on the daily emotional meat grinder of life, I always wished I could have some, so I could just fall asleep automatically and the feeling would not be there anymore.”
Recorded at Wilzie’s home studio, with strings added in Budapest at the old Hungarian National radio facility (Magyar Radio), the tracks feel simultaneously intimate and infinite, unfolding vistas glimpsed in an inner space. Robert Hampson of English drone rock icons Loop mixed the album, further lending the music a sense of cinematic expanse and oblique hypnosis. These are fugue states as much as fugues in a literal classical music sense – smeared epiphanies of uncertain memory and spatial dislocation, coaxed from the unconscious and set aloft.”
Stars of the Lid co-pilot Adam Wiltzie yields a gorgeous solo debut album under his own name for Kranky; a steeply anaesthetising suite of string panoramas and reverberant electro-acoustic ambient akin to his work with SotL, The Dead Texan, A Winged Victory for the Sullen - all that good stuff.
A leading, if liminal, figure in his field, Adam Wiltzie’s work as composer and sound engineer places him as sandman and dream-weaver to a generation who’ve peacefully drifted off to his sounds since the ‘90s. ‘Eleven Fugues for Sodium Pentothal’ arrives as Wiltzie’s first solo album after a pair of soundtracks - ‘Salero’ (Erased Tapes, 2016) and ‘American Woman’ (self-released, 2019) - established his own musical voice over the past decade, and the untimely passing of his Stars of the Lid bandmate, Brain McBride (1970-2023), sadly brought their renowned project to a close.
Weft with awe-inspiring orchestrations recorded in Budapest at the old Hungarian National Radio facility, the album is everything you might have come to expect from Wiltzie; diaphanous, keening, diffused swells of textural lushness, given to a timeless emotional tenor that runs the gamut of melancholic, elegiac, to magisterial and OOBE-like. Seriously, it’s right up there with work by Eno, Pärt, Stephen Mathieu, and ideally fixed in place with additional sound design and instrumentation by Mark Nelson (Pan American, Labradford) and Robert Hampson of Loop’s immaculate mixing.
“The latest suite by composer (and Stars Of The Lid co-founder) Adam Wiltzie took shape following a move north from Brussels into the Flemish countryside, although it was initially inspired by a recurring dream wherein “if someone listened to the music I created, then they would die.” The album uniquely evokes and evades the allure of oblivion, keening between beauty and ruin, forever unresolved. Wiltzie cites the barbiturate of the title as both muse and sacred escape: “When you are sitting face forward on the daily emotional meat grinder of life, I always wished I could have some, so I could just fall asleep automatically and the feeling would not be there anymore.”
Recorded at Wilzie’s home studio, with strings added in Budapest at the old Hungarian National radio facility (Magyar Radio), the tracks feel simultaneously intimate and infinite, unfolding vistas glimpsed in an inner space. Robert Hampson of English drone rock icons Loop mixed the album, further lending the music a sense of cinematic expanse and oblique hypnosis. These are fugue states as much as fugues in a literal classical music sense – smeared epiphanies of uncertain memory and spatial dislocation, coaxed from the unconscious and set aloft.”
Stars of the Lid co-pilot Adam Wiltzie yields a gorgeous solo debut album under his own name for Kranky; a steeply anaesthetising suite of string panoramas and reverberant electro-acoustic ambient akin to his work with SotL, The Dead Texan, A Winged Victory for the Sullen - all that good stuff.
A leading, if liminal, figure in his field, Adam Wiltzie’s work as composer and sound engineer places him as sandman and dream-weaver to a generation who’ve peacefully drifted off to his sounds since the ‘90s. ‘Eleven Fugues for Sodium Pentothal’ arrives as Wiltzie’s first solo album after a pair of soundtracks - ‘Salero’ (Erased Tapes, 2016) and ‘American Woman’ (self-released, 2019) - established his own musical voice over the past decade, and the untimely passing of his Stars of the Lid bandmate, Brain McBride (1970-2023), sadly brought their renowned project to a close.
Weft with awe-inspiring orchestrations recorded in Budapest at the old Hungarian National Radio facility, the album is everything you might have come to expect from Wiltzie; diaphanous, keening, diffused swells of textural lushness, given to a timeless emotional tenor that runs the gamut of melancholic, elegiac, to magisterial and OOBE-like. Seriously, it’s right up there with work by Eno, Pärt, Stephen Mathieu, and ideally fixed in place with additional sound design and instrumentation by Mark Nelson (Pan American, Labradford) and Robert Hampson of Loop’s immaculate mixing.
“The latest suite by composer (and Stars Of The Lid co-founder) Adam Wiltzie took shape following a move north from Brussels into the Flemish countryside, although it was initially inspired by a recurring dream wherein “if someone listened to the music I created, then they would die.” The album uniquely evokes and evades the allure of oblivion, keening between beauty and ruin, forever unresolved. Wiltzie cites the barbiturate of the title as both muse and sacred escape: “When you are sitting face forward on the daily emotional meat grinder of life, I always wished I could have some, so I could just fall asleep automatically and the feeling would not be there anymore.”
Recorded at Wilzie’s home studio, with strings added in Budapest at the old Hungarian National radio facility (Magyar Radio), the tracks feel simultaneously intimate and infinite, unfolding vistas glimpsed in an inner space. Robert Hampson of English drone rock icons Loop mixed the album, further lending the music a sense of cinematic expanse and oblique hypnosis. These are fugue states as much as fugues in a literal classical music sense – smeared epiphanies of uncertain memory and spatial dislocation, coaxed from the unconscious and set aloft.”
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Stars of the Lid co-pilot Adam Wiltzie yields a gorgeous solo debut album under his own name for Kranky; a steeply anaesthetising suite of string panoramas and reverberant electro-acoustic ambient akin to his work with SotL, The Dead Texan, A Winged Victory for the Sullen - all that good stuff.
A leading, if liminal, figure in his field, Adam Wiltzie’s work as composer and sound engineer places him as sandman and dream-weaver to a generation who’ve peacefully drifted off to his sounds since the ‘90s. ‘Eleven Fugues for Sodium Pentothal’ arrives as Wiltzie’s first solo album after a pair of soundtracks - ‘Salero’ (Erased Tapes, 2016) and ‘American Woman’ (self-released, 2019) - established his own musical voice over the past decade, and the untimely passing of his Stars of the Lid bandmate, Brain McBride (1970-2023), sadly brought their renowned project to a close.
Weft with awe-inspiring orchestrations recorded in Budapest at the old Hungarian National Radio facility, the album is everything you might have come to expect from Wiltzie; diaphanous, keening, diffused swells of textural lushness, given to a timeless emotional tenor that runs the gamut of melancholic, elegiac, to magisterial and OOBE-like. Seriously, it’s right up there with work by Eno, Pärt, Stephen Mathieu, and ideally fixed in place with additional sound design and instrumentation by Mark Nelson (Pan American, Labradford) and Robert Hampson of Loop’s immaculate mixing.
“The latest suite by composer (and Stars Of The Lid co-founder) Adam Wiltzie took shape following a move north from Brussels into the Flemish countryside, although it was initially inspired by a recurring dream wherein “if someone listened to the music I created, then they would die.” The album uniquely evokes and evades the allure of oblivion, keening between beauty and ruin, forever unresolved. Wiltzie cites the barbiturate of the title as both muse and sacred escape: “When you are sitting face forward on the daily emotional meat grinder of life, I always wished I could have some, so I could just fall asleep automatically and the feeling would not be there anymore.”
Recorded at Wilzie’s home studio, with strings added in Budapest at the old Hungarian National radio facility (Magyar Radio), the tracks feel simultaneously intimate and infinite, unfolding vistas glimpsed in an inner space. Robert Hampson of English drone rock icons Loop mixed the album, further lending the music a sense of cinematic expanse and oblique hypnosis. These are fugue states as much as fugues in a literal classical music sense – smeared epiphanies of uncertain memory and spatial dislocation, coaxed from the unconscious and set aloft.”
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Stars of the Lid co-pilot Adam Wiltzie yields a gorgeous solo debut album under his own name for Kranky; a steeply anaesthetising suite of string panoramas and reverberant electro-acoustic ambient akin to his work with SotL, The Dead Texan, A Winged Victory for the Sullen - all that good stuff.
A leading, if liminal, figure in his field, Adam Wiltzie’s work as composer and sound engineer places him as sandman and dream-weaver to a generation who’ve peacefully drifted off to his sounds since the ‘90s. ‘Eleven Fugues for Sodium Pentothal’ arrives as Wiltzie’s first solo album after a pair of soundtracks - ‘Salero’ (Erased Tapes, 2016) and ‘American Woman’ (self-released, 2019) - established his own musical voice over the past decade, and the untimely passing of his Stars of the Lid bandmate, Brain McBride (1970-2023), sadly brought their renowned project to a close.
Weft with awe-inspiring orchestrations recorded in Budapest at the old Hungarian National Radio facility, the album is everything you might have come to expect from Wiltzie; diaphanous, keening, diffused swells of textural lushness, given to a timeless emotional tenor that runs the gamut of melancholic, elegiac, to magisterial and OOBE-like. Seriously, it’s right up there with work by Eno, Pärt, Stephen Mathieu, and ideally fixed in place with additional sound design and instrumentation by Mark Nelson (Pan American, Labradford) and Robert Hampson of Loop’s immaculate mixing.
“The latest suite by composer (and Stars Of The Lid co-founder) Adam Wiltzie took shape following a move north from Brussels into the Flemish countryside, although it was initially inspired by a recurring dream wherein “if someone listened to the music I created, then they would die.” The album uniquely evokes and evades the allure of oblivion, keening between beauty and ruin, forever unresolved. Wiltzie cites the barbiturate of the title as both muse and sacred escape: “When you are sitting face forward on the daily emotional meat grinder of life, I always wished I could have some, so I could just fall asleep automatically and the feeling would not be there anymore.”
Recorded at Wilzie’s home studio, with strings added in Budapest at the old Hungarian National radio facility (Magyar Radio), the tracks feel simultaneously intimate and infinite, unfolding vistas glimpsed in an inner space. Robert Hampson of English drone rock icons Loop mixed the album, further lending the music a sense of cinematic expanse and oblique hypnosis. These are fugue states as much as fugues in a literal classical music sense – smeared epiphanies of uncertain memory and spatial dislocation, coaxed from the unconscious and set aloft.”