Jefre Cantu-Ledesma & Ilyas Ahmed
You Can See Your Own Way Out
Two eternal shoegazers render their first collaboration after many years in orbit of each other, resulting in a swoon-worthy suite of vaporous vignettes and loner strums textured with immersive field recordings
Presented as a kind of collection of short stories, ‘You Can See Your Own Way Out’ sees the longtime pals finally combine their talents - Ahmed’s explorative guitar/synth work, and Cantu-Ledesma’s enigmatic electronics and field recordings - in strokes of strung-out heartache and pastoral bliss that transcend the sum of their parts. It’s a rich, romantic album, evocative as a decaying photograph and full of tristesse that, considering it’s their first recording together, ironically feels like the soundtrack to a break-up.
The curt title signifies a sense of malady that diffuses throughout the recording, with their mostly instrumental songs variously connoting feelings of grief, regret and introspection, yet tenderly balancing their sombreness with a sort of redemptive promise. The rustling midnight restlessness of ‘Never Sleep At Night’ sets the mood, and their elision of bruised synth pads with murmuring guitar in ‘Dark From Daybreak’ evokes a sort of Lynchian blueness, while at its core the likes of ‘Mr. Sophistication’ allows for gorgeous glimmer of hope that they build upon to the peripheries of ‘City Walls’ and shores up in ’Shining Sea.’
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Two eternal shoegazers render their first collaboration after many years in orbit of each other, resulting in a swoon-worthy suite of vaporous vignettes and loner strums textured with immersive field recordings
Presented as a kind of collection of short stories, ‘You Can See Your Own Way Out’ sees the longtime pals finally combine their talents - Ahmed’s explorative guitar/synth work, and Cantu-Ledesma’s enigmatic electronics and field recordings - in strokes of strung-out heartache and pastoral bliss that transcend the sum of their parts. It’s a rich, romantic album, evocative as a decaying photograph and full of tristesse that, considering it’s their first recording together, ironically feels like the soundtrack to a break-up.
The curt title signifies a sense of malady that diffuses throughout the recording, with their mostly instrumental songs variously connoting feelings of grief, regret and introspection, yet tenderly balancing their sombreness with a sort of redemptive promise. The rustling midnight restlessness of ‘Never Sleep At Night’ sets the mood, and their elision of bruised synth pads with murmuring guitar in ‘Dark From Daybreak’ evokes a sort of Lynchian blueness, while at its core the likes of ‘Mr. Sophistication’ allows for gorgeous glimmer of hope that they build upon to the peripheries of ‘City Walls’ and shores up in ’Shining Sea.’
Two eternal shoegazers render their first collaboration after many years in orbit of each other, resulting in a swoon-worthy suite of vaporous vignettes and loner strums textured with immersive field recordings
Presented as a kind of collection of short stories, ‘You Can See Your Own Way Out’ sees the longtime pals finally combine their talents - Ahmed’s explorative guitar/synth work, and Cantu-Ledesma’s enigmatic electronics and field recordings - in strokes of strung-out heartache and pastoral bliss that transcend the sum of their parts. It’s a rich, romantic album, evocative as a decaying photograph and full of tristesse that, considering it’s their first recording together, ironically feels like the soundtrack to a break-up.
The curt title signifies a sense of malady that diffuses throughout the recording, with their mostly instrumental songs variously connoting feelings of grief, regret and introspection, yet tenderly balancing their sombreness with a sort of redemptive promise. The rustling midnight restlessness of ‘Never Sleep At Night’ sets the mood, and their elision of bruised synth pads with murmuring guitar in ‘Dark From Daybreak’ evokes a sort of Lynchian blueness, while at its core the likes of ‘Mr. Sophistication’ allows for gorgeous glimmer of hope that they build upon to the peripheries of ‘City Walls’ and shores up in ’Shining Sea.’
Two eternal shoegazers render their first collaboration after many years in orbit of each other, resulting in a swoon-worthy suite of vaporous vignettes and loner strums textured with immersive field recordings
Presented as a kind of collection of short stories, ‘You Can See Your Own Way Out’ sees the longtime pals finally combine their talents - Ahmed’s explorative guitar/synth work, and Cantu-Ledesma’s enigmatic electronics and field recordings - in strokes of strung-out heartache and pastoral bliss that transcend the sum of their parts. It’s a rich, romantic album, evocative as a decaying photograph and full of tristesse that, considering it’s their first recording together, ironically feels like the soundtrack to a break-up.
The curt title signifies a sense of malady that diffuses throughout the recording, with their mostly instrumental songs variously connoting feelings of grief, regret and introspection, yet tenderly balancing their sombreness with a sort of redemptive promise. The rustling midnight restlessness of ‘Never Sleep At Night’ sets the mood, and their elision of bruised synth pads with murmuring guitar in ‘Dark From Daybreak’ evokes a sort of Lynchian blueness, while at its core the likes of ‘Mr. Sophistication’ allows for gorgeous glimmer of hope that they build upon to the peripheries of ‘City Walls’ and shores up in ’Shining Sea.’
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Two eternal shoegazers render their first collaboration after many years in orbit of each other, resulting in a swoon-worthy suite of vaporous vignettes and loner strums textured with immersive field recordings
Presented as a kind of collection of short stories, ‘You Can See Your Own Way Out’ sees the longtime pals finally combine their talents - Ahmed’s explorative guitar/synth work, and Cantu-Ledesma’s enigmatic electronics and field recordings - in strokes of strung-out heartache and pastoral bliss that transcend the sum of their parts. It’s a rich, romantic album, evocative as a decaying photograph and full of tristesse that, considering it’s their first recording together, ironically feels like the soundtrack to a break-up.
The curt title signifies a sense of malady that diffuses throughout the recording, with their mostly instrumental songs variously connoting feelings of grief, regret and introspection, yet tenderly balancing their sombreness with a sort of redemptive promise. The rustling midnight restlessness of ‘Never Sleep At Night’ sets the mood, and their elision of bruised synth pads with murmuring guitar in ‘Dark From Daybreak’ evokes a sort of Lynchian blueness, while at its core the likes of ‘Mr. Sophistication’ allows for gorgeous glimmer of hope that they build upon to the peripheries of ‘City Walls’ and shores up in ’Shining Sea.’