Intrinsic Rhythm
Perila's most immersive full-length yet, 'Intrinsic Rhythm' is a 21-track set of languid, intimate experiments that balance her inner world with a slowly shifting outer reality, curling poetic tape studies into rippling rhythmic vignettes and ghostly choral motifs - tipped if you’re into Laurel Halo, Grouper, Antonina Nowacka, Cucina Povera.
A gifted DJ as well as a visual artist, performer, poet and producer, Perila assembles 'Intrinsic Rhythm' like a mix, using the double album format to draw out a more fully formed narrative. Throughout, her voice echoes in vast space, forming itself into ghostly chorals on 'Deza' and 'Sepula Purm’, and using a phantom pulse to establish a hypnotic meter as the compositions melt into one another. On 'Nia', an early highlight, the faintest outline of a low-end rumble comes visible below Perila's wordless echo, before a tonal shift on 'Lish' replaces her voice with rattling bells and evocative field recordings.
For a stretch, she continues to scratch the itch, weaving her voice into darker, more industrial soundscapes where it takes on a radically different resonance. We're not in church any more, but on more perilous terrain, filled with phantom footsteps and unfamiliar fauna. On 'Mola', she takes shelter in a sonic save room with all the pillowy bliss the concept might suggest, meditating through blunted tones and half-heard samples on the almost jazzy 'Air Two Air’, while 'Supa Mi' is a bare-boned a capella that's accompanied by pebbly mic noise. It’s a canny move; zhe reduces the sound to almost nothing and builds it up slowly again, twisting rhythmic utterances with spectral whispers on 'Fey' before marrying saturated, field recorded cries to wind chimes and distant birdsong on the gorgeous 'Lip'.
Finally, she cracks her sound design muscles on the album's intense final stretch. 'Darbounouse Song' hits a creative apex, with its grated, tempo-locked crackles penetrating what sounds like a sustained gong tone, and on 'She Wonder', Perila arranges a rhythm from digital precipitation that sounds like icy hail falling from pink, pregnant clouds....
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Perila's most immersive full-length yet, 'Intrinsic Rhythm' is a 21-track set of languid, intimate experiments that balance her inner world with a slowly shifting outer reality, curling poetic tape studies into rippling rhythmic vignettes and ghostly choral motifs - tipped if you’re into Laurel Halo, Grouper, Antonina Nowacka, Cucina Povera.
A gifted DJ as well as a visual artist, performer, poet and producer, Perila assembles 'Intrinsic Rhythm' like a mix, using the double album format to draw out a more fully formed narrative. Throughout, her voice echoes in vast space, forming itself into ghostly chorals on 'Deza' and 'Sepula Purm’, and using a phantom pulse to establish a hypnotic meter as the compositions melt into one another. On 'Nia', an early highlight, the faintest outline of a low-end rumble comes visible below Perila's wordless echo, before a tonal shift on 'Lish' replaces her voice with rattling bells and evocative field recordings.
For a stretch, she continues to scratch the itch, weaving her voice into darker, more industrial soundscapes where it takes on a radically different resonance. We're not in church any more, but on more perilous terrain, filled with phantom footsteps and unfamiliar fauna. On 'Mola', she takes shelter in a sonic save room with all the pillowy bliss the concept might suggest, meditating through blunted tones and half-heard samples on the almost jazzy 'Air Two Air’, while 'Supa Mi' is a bare-boned a capella that's accompanied by pebbly mic noise. It’s a canny move; zhe reduces the sound to almost nothing and builds it up slowly again, twisting rhythmic utterances with spectral whispers on 'Fey' before marrying saturated, field recorded cries to wind chimes and distant birdsong on the gorgeous 'Lip'.
Finally, she cracks her sound design muscles on the album's intense final stretch. 'Darbounouse Song' hits a creative apex, with its grated, tempo-locked crackles penetrating what sounds like a sustained gong tone, and on 'She Wonder', Perila arranges a rhythm from digital precipitation that sounds like icy hail falling from pink, pregnant clouds....
Perila's most immersive full-length yet, 'Intrinsic Rhythm' is a 21-track set of languid, intimate experiments that balance her inner world with a slowly shifting outer reality, curling poetic tape studies into rippling rhythmic vignettes and ghostly choral motifs - tipped if you’re into Laurel Halo, Grouper, Antonina Nowacka, Cucina Povera.
A gifted DJ as well as a visual artist, performer, poet and producer, Perila assembles 'Intrinsic Rhythm' like a mix, using the double album format to draw out a more fully formed narrative. Throughout, her voice echoes in vast space, forming itself into ghostly chorals on 'Deza' and 'Sepula Purm’, and using a phantom pulse to establish a hypnotic meter as the compositions melt into one another. On 'Nia', an early highlight, the faintest outline of a low-end rumble comes visible below Perila's wordless echo, before a tonal shift on 'Lish' replaces her voice with rattling bells and evocative field recordings.
For a stretch, she continues to scratch the itch, weaving her voice into darker, more industrial soundscapes where it takes on a radically different resonance. We're not in church any more, but on more perilous terrain, filled with phantom footsteps and unfamiliar fauna. On 'Mola', she takes shelter in a sonic save room with all the pillowy bliss the concept might suggest, meditating through blunted tones and half-heard samples on the almost jazzy 'Air Two Air’, while 'Supa Mi' is a bare-boned a capella that's accompanied by pebbly mic noise. It’s a canny move; zhe reduces the sound to almost nothing and builds it up slowly again, twisting rhythmic utterances with spectral whispers on 'Fey' before marrying saturated, field recorded cries to wind chimes and distant birdsong on the gorgeous 'Lip'.
Finally, she cracks her sound design muscles on the album's intense final stretch. 'Darbounouse Song' hits a creative apex, with its grated, tempo-locked crackles penetrating what sounds like a sustained gong tone, and on 'She Wonder', Perila arranges a rhythm from digital precipitation that sounds like icy hail falling from pink, pregnant clouds....
Perila's most immersive full-length yet, 'Intrinsic Rhythm' is a 21-track set of languid, intimate experiments that balance her inner world with a slowly shifting outer reality, curling poetic tape studies into rippling rhythmic vignettes and ghostly choral motifs - tipped if you’re into Laurel Halo, Grouper, Antonina Nowacka, Cucina Povera.
A gifted DJ as well as a visual artist, performer, poet and producer, Perila assembles 'Intrinsic Rhythm' like a mix, using the double album format to draw out a more fully formed narrative. Throughout, her voice echoes in vast space, forming itself into ghostly chorals on 'Deza' and 'Sepula Purm’, and using a phantom pulse to establish a hypnotic meter as the compositions melt into one another. On 'Nia', an early highlight, the faintest outline of a low-end rumble comes visible below Perila's wordless echo, before a tonal shift on 'Lish' replaces her voice with rattling bells and evocative field recordings.
For a stretch, she continues to scratch the itch, weaving her voice into darker, more industrial soundscapes where it takes on a radically different resonance. We're not in church any more, but on more perilous terrain, filled with phantom footsteps and unfamiliar fauna. On 'Mola', she takes shelter in a sonic save room with all the pillowy bliss the concept might suggest, meditating through blunted tones and half-heard samples on the almost jazzy 'Air Two Air’, while 'Supa Mi' is a bare-boned a capella that's accompanied by pebbly mic noise. It’s a canny move; zhe reduces the sound to almost nothing and builds it up slowly again, twisting rhythmic utterances with spectral whispers on 'Fey' before marrying saturated, field recorded cries to wind chimes and distant birdsong on the gorgeous 'Lip'.
Finally, she cracks her sound design muscles on the album's intense final stretch. 'Darbounouse Song' hits a creative apex, with its grated, tempo-locked crackles penetrating what sounds like a sustained gong tone, and on 'She Wonder', Perila arranges a rhythm from digital precipitation that sounds like icy hail falling from pink, pregnant clouds....
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Perila's most immersive full-length yet, 'Intrinsic Rhythm' is a 21-track set of languid, intimate experiments that balance her inner world with a slowly shifting outer reality, curling poetic tape studies into rippling rhythmic vignettes and ghostly choral motifs - tipped if you’re into Laurel Halo, Grouper, Antonina Nowacka, Cucina Povera.
A gifted DJ as well as a visual artist, performer, poet and producer, Perila assembles 'Intrinsic Rhythm' like a mix, using the double album format to draw out a more fully formed narrative. Throughout, her voice echoes in vast space, forming itself into ghostly chorals on 'Deza' and 'Sepula Purm’, and using a phantom pulse to establish a hypnotic meter as the compositions melt into one another. On 'Nia', an early highlight, the faintest outline of a low-end rumble comes visible below Perila's wordless echo, before a tonal shift on 'Lish' replaces her voice with rattling bells and evocative field recordings.
For a stretch, she continues to scratch the itch, weaving her voice into darker, more industrial soundscapes where it takes on a radically different resonance. We're not in church any more, but on more perilous terrain, filled with phantom footsteps and unfamiliar fauna. On 'Mola', she takes shelter in a sonic save room with all the pillowy bliss the concept might suggest, meditating through blunted tones and half-heard samples on the almost jazzy 'Air Two Air’, while 'Supa Mi' is a bare-boned a capella that's accompanied by pebbly mic noise. It’s a canny move; zhe reduces the sound to almost nothing and builds it up slowly again, twisting rhythmic utterances with spectral whispers on 'Fey' before marrying saturated, field recorded cries to wind chimes and distant birdsong on the gorgeous 'Lip'.
Finally, she cracks her sound design muscles on the album's intense final stretch. 'Darbounouse Song' hits a creative apex, with its grated, tempo-locked crackles penetrating what sounds like a sustained gong tone, and on 'She Wonder', Perila arranges a rhythm from digital precipitation that sounds like icy hail falling from pink, pregnant clouds....