(ER059) Balkar Wachholz – Lucifŭgus

A tip to the hat to the most powerful of feelings. Drone that will annihilate your standards for netlabel sound, reminding all of us lovers of longform ambient soundscapes why we happily tumbled under the weight of a very potent sonic addiction. A creative slamdunk through the rings of Saturn, these terrains by Balkar Wachholz, the alter ego of Angel S. Cervera, make for some active listening, ear sharpening bliss for all those who are willing to embrace this work. This artist’s output is undeniably versatile, hopping from genre to genre effortlessly, and this is made eerily relevant with this single track. As the runtime counts up into the empty void of outer space, we are lifted off of this earth and sent hurdling through the cosmos. Immense planets, so azure and unfathomable, fly by quickly, just as you begin grasping it’s magnificence through texture, gravitational pulls, ethereal resonance in cosmic silence, off it goes beyond your gaze as new celestial bodies manifest before your all-hearing ears. The changes and dynamic of these heavens in miniature comes so fast and unexpected that this record feels like it inhabits dozens of tracks, but it cannot be overlooked as one kaleidoscopic epic of the collective unconscious of sound. oh this flight through space is so divine! Planets of Windchimes, avalanches, explosions from underground, dying horns, poltergeist infested train stations, didgeridoos and dying horns, monstrous carnivores emerging from pink evening nimbus clouds. Watch where you step as you fly, watch where you step during your flying above the neo classical fever dream, so euphoric in its delirium, so lucid in its forgetfulness. Fly past the planets of these reviews and enter the concrete language of impossible travels, synthesized with a true heart from Berlin.

Album: Lucifŭgus

Artist: Balkar Wachholz

Bitrate: 320 kbps

Format: mp3

Genre: Musique Concrete, Drone, Experimental


February 21, 2012


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