Olan Mill is Brit composer Alex Smalley, and ‘Home’ finds him on a modern classical tip, blending a plethora of instrumental recordings with a haze of delay and reverb to create something shimmering and beautiful. Stars of the Lid might be the most obvious reference (not least their impossibly good ‘Tired Sounds of Stars of the Lid’) but ‘Home’ seems imbued with even more sadness, and a little more of an experimental bent. It occasionally ends up sounding like a handful of old radios each playing a different station, all piping music from the past but we’re not quite sure what’s playing and from where. It’s here is when the name suddenly makes sense; this is home, a representation of Smalley now and the generations he is representing, and this plurality is both fascinating and absorbing.
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Olan Mill is Brit composer Alex Smalley, and ‘Home’ finds him on a modern classical tip, blending a plethora of instrumental recordings with a haze of delay and reverb to create something shimmering and beautiful. Stars of the Lid might be the most obvious reference (not least their impossibly good ‘Tired Sounds of Stars of the Lid’) but ‘Home’ seems imbued with even more sadness, and a little more of an experimental bent. It occasionally ends up sounding like a handful of old radios each playing a different station, all piping music from the past but we’re not quite sure what’s playing and from where. It’s here is when the name suddenly makes sense; this is home, a representation of Smalley now and the generations he is representing, and this plurality is both fascinating and absorbing.
Olan Mill is Brit composer Alex Smalley, and ‘Home’ finds him on a modern classical tip, blending a plethora of instrumental recordings with a haze of delay and reverb to create something shimmering and beautiful. Stars of the Lid might be the most obvious reference (not least their impossibly good ‘Tired Sounds of Stars of the Lid’) but ‘Home’ seems imbued with even more sadness, and a little more of an experimental bent. It occasionally ends up sounding like a handful of old radios each playing a different station, all piping music from the past but we’re not quite sure what’s playing and from where. It’s here is when the name suddenly makes sense; this is home, a representation of Smalley now and the generations he is representing, and this plurality is both fascinating and absorbing.
Olan Mill is Brit composer Alex Smalley, and ‘Home’ finds him on a modern classical tip, blending a plethora of instrumental recordings with a haze of delay and reverb to create something shimmering and beautiful. Stars of the Lid might be the most obvious reference (not least their impossibly good ‘Tired Sounds of Stars of the Lid’) but ‘Home’ seems imbued with even more sadness, and a little more of an experimental bent. It occasionally ends up sounding like a handful of old radios each playing a different station, all piping music from the past but we’re not quite sure what’s playing and from where. It’s here is when the name suddenly makes sense; this is home, a representation of Smalley now and the generations he is representing, and this plurality is both fascinating and absorbing.