Cómeme boss Matias Aguayo meets Medellín-based DJ Julianna in a lush embrace of the new and natural worlds to mark the cult label’s return to the fray.
After sitting out the past few years, Aguayo returns reenergised by his creative union with Julianna, forging a looser conception of his alien, latinate electronica in a handful of woozily free-handed works that take their cues from “the life of plants and mushrooms, insects, arachnids, birds and wild mammals” with results that make implied reference to Coil, Angelo Badalamenti, Closer Musik, Steve Pointdexter and Mark Broom.
The drum rhythms feel more woodcut and the electronics are more earthy than Aguayo’s pre-pandemic productions, but still with that innate Latinate suss and psychedelic sensuality that’s always been there in his work. Julianna helps Aguayo take flight from humid, nocturnal zones in ‘Hiedra’ thru brusque mutant dembow techno in ‘Primer Paso’, to etch hallucinogenic geometries on the back of your eyelids with ‘Que Si El Mundo’, before giving it some cinematic/RPG thrills with the brooding strings of ‘Bajo Tierra’, and let it all out in the sloshing psilocybic brilliance of ‘Micelio.’
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Cómeme boss Matias Aguayo meets Medellín-based DJ Julianna in a lush embrace of the new and natural worlds to mark the cult label’s return to the fray.
After sitting out the past few years, Aguayo returns reenergised by his creative union with Julianna, forging a looser conception of his alien, latinate electronica in a handful of woozily free-handed works that take their cues from “the life of plants and mushrooms, insects, arachnids, birds and wild mammals” with results that make implied reference to Coil, Angelo Badalamenti, Closer Musik, Steve Pointdexter and Mark Broom.
The drum rhythms feel more woodcut and the electronics are more earthy than Aguayo’s pre-pandemic productions, but still with that innate Latinate suss and psychedelic sensuality that’s always been there in his work. Julianna helps Aguayo take flight from humid, nocturnal zones in ‘Hiedra’ thru brusque mutant dembow techno in ‘Primer Paso’, to etch hallucinogenic geometries on the back of your eyelids with ‘Que Si El Mundo’, before giving it some cinematic/RPG thrills with the brooding strings of ‘Bajo Tierra’, and let it all out in the sloshing psilocybic brilliance of ‘Micelio.’
Cómeme boss Matias Aguayo meets Medellín-based DJ Julianna in a lush embrace of the new and natural worlds to mark the cult label’s return to the fray.
After sitting out the past few years, Aguayo returns reenergised by his creative union with Julianna, forging a looser conception of his alien, latinate electronica in a handful of woozily free-handed works that take their cues from “the life of plants and mushrooms, insects, arachnids, birds and wild mammals” with results that make implied reference to Coil, Angelo Badalamenti, Closer Musik, Steve Pointdexter and Mark Broom.
The drum rhythms feel more woodcut and the electronics are more earthy than Aguayo’s pre-pandemic productions, but still with that innate Latinate suss and psychedelic sensuality that’s always been there in his work. Julianna helps Aguayo take flight from humid, nocturnal zones in ‘Hiedra’ thru brusque mutant dembow techno in ‘Primer Paso’, to etch hallucinogenic geometries on the back of your eyelids with ‘Que Si El Mundo’, before giving it some cinematic/RPG thrills with the brooding strings of ‘Bajo Tierra’, and let it all out in the sloshing psilocybic brilliance of ‘Micelio.’
Cómeme boss Matias Aguayo meets Medellín-based DJ Julianna in a lush embrace of the new and natural worlds to mark the cult label’s return to the fray.
After sitting out the past few years, Aguayo returns reenergised by his creative union with Julianna, forging a looser conception of his alien, latinate electronica in a handful of woozily free-handed works that take their cues from “the life of plants and mushrooms, insects, arachnids, birds and wild mammals” with results that make implied reference to Coil, Angelo Badalamenti, Closer Musik, Steve Pointdexter and Mark Broom.
The drum rhythms feel more woodcut and the electronics are more earthy than Aguayo’s pre-pandemic productions, but still with that innate Latinate suss and psychedelic sensuality that’s always been there in his work. Julianna helps Aguayo take flight from humid, nocturnal zones in ‘Hiedra’ thru brusque mutant dembow techno in ‘Primer Paso’, to etch hallucinogenic geometries on the back of your eyelids with ‘Que Si El Mundo’, before giving it some cinematic/RPG thrills with the brooding strings of ‘Bajo Tierra’, and let it all out in the sloshing psilocybic brilliance of ‘Micelio.’