Young American Artist
Constant elevation causes expansion as J. Albert drops a stellar new volume in his increasingly gauzy and lush series of ambient long players, coolly carving his own niche in a swelling field.
Swimming deep in the same vein as his ‘My Rave Ended Yours Just Began’ album, Albert’s ‘Young American Artist’ appears to bring us ever closer to the fuzzy heart of his sound, where traces of R&B, jazz, and beatdown house are sublimated into a singular sort of gauzy ambient music, proper. Most crucially, there’s always a sense of soulfulness to Albert’s music that we often don’t receive from other areas of the modern ambient field, and it’s there in the healthiest, quietly life-giving doses on his latest.
Lulling us into his mode with the heartbeat thud and loner drift of ‘Do Nothing’, the album plays out a dream sequence of modestly lush, mid-fi wooze and groove, taking in the scattered carillon of ‘before i go’ and 10 minutes of heart-smushing, rustic strings and keys suspended in amniotic fluid on ‘Brother’, beside the gorgeous R&B glossolalia of ‘Two Heads in a Frame Looking at Something Beautiful’, the skin-tingling sensations of ‘saved’, and absorbingly nubbed jazz notes on ‘Wabi.’
A total must check for all ambinauts.
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Constant elevation causes expansion as J. Albert drops a stellar new volume in his increasingly gauzy and lush series of ambient long players, coolly carving his own niche in a swelling field.
Swimming deep in the same vein as his ‘My Rave Ended Yours Just Began’ album, Albert’s ‘Young American Artist’ appears to bring us ever closer to the fuzzy heart of his sound, where traces of R&B, jazz, and beatdown house are sublimated into a singular sort of gauzy ambient music, proper. Most crucially, there’s always a sense of soulfulness to Albert’s music that we often don’t receive from other areas of the modern ambient field, and it’s there in the healthiest, quietly life-giving doses on his latest.
Lulling us into his mode with the heartbeat thud and loner drift of ‘Do Nothing’, the album plays out a dream sequence of modestly lush, mid-fi wooze and groove, taking in the scattered carillon of ‘before i go’ and 10 minutes of heart-smushing, rustic strings and keys suspended in amniotic fluid on ‘Brother’, beside the gorgeous R&B glossolalia of ‘Two Heads in a Frame Looking at Something Beautiful’, the skin-tingling sensations of ‘saved’, and absorbingly nubbed jazz notes on ‘Wabi.’
A total must check for all ambinauts.
Constant elevation causes expansion as J. Albert drops a stellar new volume in his increasingly gauzy and lush series of ambient long players, coolly carving his own niche in a swelling field.
Swimming deep in the same vein as his ‘My Rave Ended Yours Just Began’ album, Albert’s ‘Young American Artist’ appears to bring us ever closer to the fuzzy heart of his sound, where traces of R&B, jazz, and beatdown house are sublimated into a singular sort of gauzy ambient music, proper. Most crucially, there’s always a sense of soulfulness to Albert’s music that we often don’t receive from other areas of the modern ambient field, and it’s there in the healthiest, quietly life-giving doses on his latest.
Lulling us into his mode with the heartbeat thud and loner drift of ‘Do Nothing’, the album plays out a dream sequence of modestly lush, mid-fi wooze and groove, taking in the scattered carillon of ‘before i go’ and 10 minutes of heart-smushing, rustic strings and keys suspended in amniotic fluid on ‘Brother’, beside the gorgeous R&B glossolalia of ‘Two Heads in a Frame Looking at Something Beautiful’, the skin-tingling sensations of ‘saved’, and absorbingly nubbed jazz notes on ‘Wabi.’
A total must check for all ambinauts.
Constant elevation causes expansion as J. Albert drops a stellar new volume in his increasingly gauzy and lush series of ambient long players, coolly carving his own niche in a swelling field.
Swimming deep in the same vein as his ‘My Rave Ended Yours Just Began’ album, Albert’s ‘Young American Artist’ appears to bring us ever closer to the fuzzy heart of his sound, where traces of R&B, jazz, and beatdown house are sublimated into a singular sort of gauzy ambient music, proper. Most crucially, there’s always a sense of soulfulness to Albert’s music that we often don’t receive from other areas of the modern ambient field, and it’s there in the healthiest, quietly life-giving doses on his latest.
Lulling us into his mode with the heartbeat thud and loner drift of ‘Do Nothing’, the album plays out a dream sequence of modestly lush, mid-fi wooze and groove, taking in the scattered carillon of ‘before i go’ and 10 minutes of heart-smushing, rustic strings and keys suspended in amniotic fluid on ‘Brother’, beside the gorgeous R&B glossolalia of ‘Two Heads in a Frame Looking at Something Beautiful’, the skin-tingling sensations of ‘saved’, and absorbingly nubbed jazz notes on ‘Wabi.’
A total must check for all ambinauts.