Ghostly, rippling epics that fall somewhere between "Endless Summer"-era Fennesz and "Replica"-era Oneohtrix. Lush.
It's hard to state just how influential Fennesz's "Endless Summer" has been since it was released in 2001. Its shadow has hung over electronic music for almost two decades and still captures the imagination of producers today. Rachika Nayar's debut "Our Hands Against the Dusk" contorts Fennesz's stuttering laptop-infused guitar stylings into fresh moulds, augmenting familiarity with raw, emotional power.
Nayar begins each track by recording guitar loops which she then processes, transforming the root sounds into billowing clouds of ambient harmony, noisy barrages of static or walls of dreamy vaporpop. There are songs hidden in here, but barely: like Oneohtrix Point Never, Nayar conceals her melodies beneath digital clips and clatter, obscuring the obvious and allowing our addled brains to fill in the gaps. It's a gorgeous, poetic record from an intriguing artist we'd liek to hear more from.
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Ghostly, rippling epics that fall somewhere between "Endless Summer"-era Fennesz and "Replica"-era Oneohtrix. Lush.
It's hard to state just how influential Fennesz's "Endless Summer" has been since it was released in 2001. Its shadow has hung over electronic music for almost two decades and still captures the imagination of producers today. Rachika Nayar's debut "Our Hands Against the Dusk" contorts Fennesz's stuttering laptop-infused guitar stylings into fresh moulds, augmenting familiarity with raw, emotional power.
Nayar begins each track by recording guitar loops which she then processes, transforming the root sounds into billowing clouds of ambient harmony, noisy barrages of static or walls of dreamy vaporpop. There are songs hidden in here, but barely: like Oneohtrix Point Never, Nayar conceals her melodies beneath digital clips and clatter, obscuring the obvious and allowing our addled brains to fill in the gaps. It's a gorgeous, poetic record from an intriguing artist we'd liek to hear more from.
Ghostly, rippling epics that fall somewhere between "Endless Summer"-era Fennesz and "Replica"-era Oneohtrix. Lush.
It's hard to state just how influential Fennesz's "Endless Summer" has been since it was released in 2001. Its shadow has hung over electronic music for almost two decades and still captures the imagination of producers today. Rachika Nayar's debut "Our Hands Against the Dusk" contorts Fennesz's stuttering laptop-infused guitar stylings into fresh moulds, augmenting familiarity with raw, emotional power.
Nayar begins each track by recording guitar loops which she then processes, transforming the root sounds into billowing clouds of ambient harmony, noisy barrages of static or walls of dreamy vaporpop. There are songs hidden in here, but barely: like Oneohtrix Point Never, Nayar conceals her melodies beneath digital clips and clatter, obscuring the obvious and allowing our addled brains to fill in the gaps. It's a gorgeous, poetic record from an intriguing artist we'd liek to hear more from.
Ghostly, rippling epics that fall somewhere between "Endless Summer"-era Fennesz and "Replica"-era Oneohtrix. Lush.
It's hard to state just how influential Fennesz's "Endless Summer" has been since it was released in 2001. Its shadow has hung over electronic music for almost two decades and still captures the imagination of producers today. Rachika Nayar's debut "Our Hands Against the Dusk" contorts Fennesz's stuttering laptop-infused guitar stylings into fresh moulds, augmenting familiarity with raw, emotional power.
Nayar begins each track by recording guitar loops which she then processes, transforming the root sounds into billowing clouds of ambient harmony, noisy barrages of static or walls of dreamy vaporpop. There are songs hidden in here, but barely: like Oneohtrix Point Never, Nayar conceals her melodies beneath digital clips and clatter, obscuring the obvious and allowing our addled brains to fill in the gaps. It's a gorgeous, poetic record from an intriguing artist we'd liek to hear more from.