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Famously tagged by Low Company with "File under: Eh?!” It’s safe to say that instrument builder, playwright, musician and general mad genius Wojciech Rusin’s 'The Funnel’ album pricked up basically everyone’s ears last year, its completely inimitable line of occultist chamber music and electronics sounding something like László Hortobágyi and Hildegard Von Bingen on a jolly.
No surprise, then, that we weren't the only people to have tasked Rusin with a kind of lockdown project, his excellent 'Meat For The Guard Dogs' for Cafe Oto’s TAKUROKU series landed earlier this year and featured Hannah Aspinall & Ben Vince for a set of "fermented memories captured on a portable recorder…”
For Documenting Sound, Wojciech provides two extended cuts, “Inside” and Outside”, inviting us into his wildly colourful headspace complete with all the tangents you might expect if you’ve followed any of his work thus far. Above all else, there’s introspection and beauty here; piano and choral motifs drowned out by the sea, walking at night, voice, tape manipulations, those 3D printed reed instruments, squawking crows on a thermal drift.. every scene lined with an intangible shimmer.
Life, as someone said, is elsewhere.
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Famously tagged by Low Company with "File under: Eh?!” It’s safe to say that instrument builder, playwright, musician and general mad genius Wojciech Rusin’s 'The Funnel’ album pricked up basically everyone’s ears last year, its completely inimitable line of occultist chamber music and electronics sounding something like László Hortobágyi and Hildegard Von Bingen on a jolly.
No surprise, then, that we weren't the only people to have tasked Rusin with a kind of lockdown project, his excellent 'Meat For The Guard Dogs' for Cafe Oto’s TAKUROKU series landed earlier this year and featured Hannah Aspinall & Ben Vince for a set of "fermented memories captured on a portable recorder…”
For Documenting Sound, Wojciech provides two extended cuts, “Inside” and Outside”, inviting us into his wildly colourful headspace complete with all the tangents you might expect if you’ve followed any of his work thus far. Above all else, there’s introspection and beauty here; piano and choral motifs drowned out by the sea, walking at night, voice, tape manipulations, those 3D printed reed instruments, squawking crows on a thermal drift.. every scene lined with an intangible shimmer.
Life, as someone said, is elsewhere.
Famously tagged by Low Company with "File under: Eh?!” It’s safe to say that instrument builder, playwright, musician and general mad genius Wojciech Rusin’s 'The Funnel’ album pricked up basically everyone’s ears last year, its completely inimitable line of occultist chamber music and electronics sounding something like László Hortobágyi and Hildegard Von Bingen on a jolly.
No surprise, then, that we weren't the only people to have tasked Rusin with a kind of lockdown project, his excellent 'Meat For The Guard Dogs' for Cafe Oto’s TAKUROKU series landed earlier this year and featured Hannah Aspinall & Ben Vince for a set of "fermented memories captured on a portable recorder…”
For Documenting Sound, Wojciech provides two extended cuts, “Inside” and Outside”, inviting us into his wildly colourful headspace complete with all the tangents you might expect if you’ve followed any of his work thus far. Above all else, there’s introspection and beauty here; piano and choral motifs drowned out by the sea, walking at night, voice, tape manipulations, those 3D printed reed instruments, squawking crows on a thermal drift.. every scene lined with an intangible shimmer.
Life, as someone said, is elsewhere.
Famously tagged by Low Company with "File under: Eh?!” It’s safe to say that instrument builder, playwright, musician and general mad genius Wojciech Rusin’s 'The Funnel’ album pricked up basically everyone’s ears last year, its completely inimitable line of occultist chamber music and electronics sounding something like László Hortobágyi and Hildegard Von Bingen on a jolly.
No surprise, then, that we weren't the only people to have tasked Rusin with a kind of lockdown project, his excellent 'Meat For The Guard Dogs' for Cafe Oto’s TAKUROKU series landed earlier this year and featured Hannah Aspinall & Ben Vince for a set of "fermented memories captured on a portable recorder…”
For Documenting Sound, Wojciech provides two extended cuts, “Inside” and Outside”, inviting us into his wildly colourful headspace complete with all the tangents you might expect if you’ve followed any of his work thus far. Above all else, there’s introspection and beauty here; piano and choral motifs drowned out by the sea, walking at night, voice, tape manipulations, those 3D printed reed instruments, squawking crows on a thermal drift.. every scene lined with an intangible shimmer.
Life, as someone said, is elsewhere.
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Famously tagged by Low Company with "File under: Eh?!” It’s safe to say that instrument builder, playwright, musician and general mad genius Wojciech Rusin’s 'The Funnel’ album pricked up basically everyone’s ears last year, its completely inimitable line of occultist chamber music and electronics sounding something like László Hortobágyi and Hildegard Von Bingen on a jolly.
No surprise, then, that we weren't the only people to have tasked Rusin with a kind of lockdown project, his excellent 'Meat For The Guard Dogs' for Cafe Oto’s TAKUROKU series landed earlier this year and featured Hannah Aspinall & Ben Vince for a set of "fermented memories captured on a portable recorder…”
For Documenting Sound, Wojciech provides two extended cuts, “Inside” and Outside”, inviting us into his wildly colourful headspace complete with all the tangents you might expect if you’ve followed any of his work thus far. Above all else, there’s introspection and beauty here; piano and choral motifs drowned out by the sea, walking at night, voice, tape manipulations, those 3D printed reed instruments, squawking crows on a thermal drift.. every scene lined with an intangible shimmer.
Life, as someone said, is elsewhere.