Ravishing, elemental, post-dub noise sculpture by Sasu Ripatti’s most enduring and beloved project
Issued in parallel to his Dancefloor Classics works over 2023, the ‘Hide Behind the Silence’ EPs have been the place to go for Vladislav Delay’s loosest, roughest, and most beguiling experiments with texture and space.
This 5th and final EP of ’23 commits the arctic blast of ’Nomen Nescio’ with what sounds like Husky barks swept up in a blizzard of atonal attrition and shivering metallic chords, boots crunching on snow in a delirious diffusion of elements that never settles or centres. ’Synopsis’ follows in that elusive manner, welding rattling drum patterns unstitched from conventional meter and deftly manhandled with hallucinatory compression and a restive nature that erupts and recedes to a distant thrum. Somehow violent yet snug.
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Ravishing, elemental, post-dub noise sculpture by Sasu Ripatti’s most enduring and beloved project
Issued in parallel to his Dancefloor Classics works over 2023, the ‘Hide Behind the Silence’ EPs have been the place to go for Vladislav Delay’s loosest, roughest, and most beguiling experiments with texture and space.
This 5th and final EP of ’23 commits the arctic blast of ’Nomen Nescio’ with what sounds like Husky barks swept up in a blizzard of atonal attrition and shivering metallic chords, boots crunching on snow in a delirious diffusion of elements that never settles or centres. ’Synopsis’ follows in that elusive manner, welding rattling drum patterns unstitched from conventional meter and deftly manhandled with hallucinatory compression and a restive nature that erupts and recedes to a distant thrum. Somehow violent yet snug.
Ravishing, elemental, post-dub noise sculpture by Sasu Ripatti’s most enduring and beloved project
Issued in parallel to his Dancefloor Classics works over 2023, the ‘Hide Behind the Silence’ EPs have been the place to go for Vladislav Delay’s loosest, roughest, and most beguiling experiments with texture and space.
This 5th and final EP of ’23 commits the arctic blast of ’Nomen Nescio’ with what sounds like Husky barks swept up in a blizzard of atonal attrition and shivering metallic chords, boots crunching on snow in a delirious diffusion of elements that never settles or centres. ’Synopsis’ follows in that elusive manner, welding rattling drum patterns unstitched from conventional meter and deftly manhandled with hallucinatory compression and a restive nature that erupts and recedes to a distant thrum. Somehow violent yet snug.
Ravishing, elemental, post-dub noise sculpture by Sasu Ripatti’s most enduring and beloved project
Issued in parallel to his Dancefloor Classics works over 2023, the ‘Hide Behind the Silence’ EPs have been the place to go for Vladislav Delay’s loosest, roughest, and most beguiling experiments with texture and space.
This 5th and final EP of ’23 commits the arctic blast of ’Nomen Nescio’ with what sounds like Husky barks swept up in a blizzard of atonal attrition and shivering metallic chords, boots crunching on snow in a delirious diffusion of elements that never settles or centres. ’Synopsis’ follows in that elusive manner, welding rattling drum patterns unstitched from conventional meter and deftly manhandled with hallucinatory compression and a restive nature that erupts and recedes to a distant thrum. Somehow violent yet snug.
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Ravishing, elemental, post-dub noise sculpture by Sasu Ripatti’s most enduring and beloved project
Issued in parallel to his Dancefloor Classics works over 2023, the ‘Hide Behind the Silence’ EPs have been the place to go for Vladislav Delay’s loosest, roughest, and most beguiling experiments with texture and space.
This 5th and final EP of ’23 commits the arctic blast of ’Nomen Nescio’ with what sounds like Husky barks swept up in a blizzard of atonal attrition and shivering metallic chords, boots crunching on snow in a delirious diffusion of elements that never settles or centres. ’Synopsis’ follows in that elusive manner, welding rattling drum patterns unstitched from conventional meter and deftly manhandled with hallucinatory compression and a restive nature that erupts and recedes to a distant thrum. Somehow violent yet snug.