Room40 introduce Mirko Vogel with a captivating debut album of visceral-yet-tactful, densely detailed-but-dreamily spacious ambient/noise meditations that were first conceived whilst Mirko was on the road, touring as part of Aussie dance-pop group, Cut Copy.
Working somewhere between Room40’s textured scapes from Norman Westberg (Swans) and the amorphous, anaesthetising atmospheres of their Pinkcourtesyphone records, LP1 feels like we’re made privy to a highly personalised ambient dimension, like being invited thru an unsuspecting door in someone’s house, only to step into some of the lushest, pensile and free-falling spaces.
The tracks were initially felt out whilst Mirko was in between shows with Cut Copy, used to fill downtime and chime in with the ever-changing landscapes he was travelling thru. In that respect, he really captures the timeless ambient paradox of static movement, holding our attention with a range of naturally blooming, wistful gestures underlined by a firm emotional clarity.
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Room40 introduce Mirko Vogel with a captivating debut album of visceral-yet-tactful, densely detailed-but-dreamily spacious ambient/noise meditations that were first conceived whilst Mirko was on the road, touring as part of Aussie dance-pop group, Cut Copy.
Working somewhere between Room40’s textured scapes from Norman Westberg (Swans) and the amorphous, anaesthetising atmospheres of their Pinkcourtesyphone records, LP1 feels like we’re made privy to a highly personalised ambient dimension, like being invited thru an unsuspecting door in someone’s house, only to step into some of the lushest, pensile and free-falling spaces.
The tracks were initially felt out whilst Mirko was in between shows with Cut Copy, used to fill downtime and chime in with the ever-changing landscapes he was travelling thru. In that respect, he really captures the timeless ambient paradox of static movement, holding our attention with a range of naturally blooming, wistful gestures underlined by a firm emotional clarity.
Room40 introduce Mirko Vogel with a captivating debut album of visceral-yet-tactful, densely detailed-but-dreamily spacious ambient/noise meditations that were first conceived whilst Mirko was on the road, touring as part of Aussie dance-pop group, Cut Copy.
Working somewhere between Room40’s textured scapes from Norman Westberg (Swans) and the amorphous, anaesthetising atmospheres of their Pinkcourtesyphone records, LP1 feels like we’re made privy to a highly personalised ambient dimension, like being invited thru an unsuspecting door in someone’s house, only to step into some of the lushest, pensile and free-falling spaces.
The tracks were initially felt out whilst Mirko was in between shows with Cut Copy, used to fill downtime and chime in with the ever-changing landscapes he was travelling thru. In that respect, he really captures the timeless ambient paradox of static movement, holding our attention with a range of naturally blooming, wistful gestures underlined by a firm emotional clarity.
Room40 introduce Mirko Vogel with a captivating debut album of visceral-yet-tactful, densely detailed-but-dreamily spacious ambient/noise meditations that were first conceived whilst Mirko was on the road, touring as part of Aussie dance-pop group, Cut Copy.
Working somewhere between Room40’s textured scapes from Norman Westberg (Swans) and the amorphous, anaesthetising atmospheres of their Pinkcourtesyphone records, LP1 feels like we’re made privy to a highly personalised ambient dimension, like being invited thru an unsuspecting door in someone’s house, only to step into some of the lushest, pensile and free-falling spaces.
The tracks were initially felt out whilst Mirko was in between shows with Cut Copy, used to fill downtime and chime in with the ever-changing landscapes he was travelling thru. In that respect, he really captures the timeless ambient paradox of static movement, holding our attention with a range of naturally blooming, wistful gestures underlined by a firm emotional clarity.
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Room40 introduce Mirko Vogel with a captivating debut album of visceral-yet-tactful, densely detailed-but-dreamily spacious ambient/noise meditations that were first conceived whilst Mirko was on the road, touring as part of Aussie dance-pop group, Cut Copy.
Working somewhere between Room40’s textured scapes from Norman Westberg (Swans) and the amorphous, anaesthetising atmospheres of their Pinkcourtesyphone records, LP1 feels like we’re made privy to a highly personalised ambient dimension, like being invited thru an unsuspecting door in someone’s house, only to step into some of the lushest, pensile and free-falling spaces.
The tracks were initially felt out whilst Mirko was in between shows with Cut Copy, used to fill downtime and chime in with the ever-changing landscapes he was travelling thru. In that respect, he really captures the timeless ambient paradox of static movement, holding our attention with a range of naturally blooming, wistful gestures underlined by a firm emotional clarity.