Любят ли призраки музыку? Общаются ли они с нами через звуки и ноты, в которых запечатлена их жизнь? Вспоминают ли стены домов любимые мелодии своих прежних обитателей? Шепчутся ли духи в ночи, воскрешая в памяти былые танцы под пение старого граммофона? Арко Траума, единоличный участник проекта Sonic Area, знает совершенно точно – история звучит. Каждый фрагмент чьего-то существования – это мелодия или ритм, вплетающиеся в огромное музыкальное полотно человеческой цивилизации. В тех местах, где зыбкая грань между материальным и призрачным мирами иногда истончается, можно, прижавшись щекой к невидимой двери, услышать обрывки чужих давно минувших звучаний, дотронуться душой до шершавого лоскутного одеяла истории. Все, что нужно – это открытое сердце и свободный от рациональных условностей разум, а дальше призраки прошлого сами выйдут на связь.
Из-под
пера французского электронного мастера вышел настоящий музыкальный шедевр.
Четырнадцать треков альбома Music For Ghosts – живые свидетели
ушедшей эпохи: информационно насыщенные, выпуклые, богато аранжированные
композиции, отражающие широчайший жанровый и стилевой спектр. Здесь удивительным
образом соседствуют барочный клавесин и электроорган, вальс и блюз, утонченное
фортепиано и разухабистый аккордеон. В быстро сменяющихся образах незримо
присутствуют Шопен и Сен-Санс, Малер и Прокофьев, Рахманинов и Шостакович, а
умелое смешение разнохарактерных тем достойно самого Шнитке. С другой стороны,
в компании классиков настолько же хорошо чувствуют себя Морриконе и Эльфман,
что любая композиция с альбома с ее монтажным строением может легко стать
готовым саундтреком к фильмам выдающихся режиссеров современности. И все это
наполовину оркестровое, наполовину эстрадно-кабаретное великолепие настолько
органично приправлено электронным битом, семплами и эффектами, что
интеллектуальный экстаз от прослушивания сравним с восприятием безумно
интересной, безупречно логичной, многолинейной литературной истории, где каждая
деталь созданного автором мира находится на своем строго отведенном ей месте.
Music For Ghosts – одно из тех произведений, в которых
художественный замысел воплощается в столь последовательной и безупречной
форме, что кажется, будто они не были созданы человеком, но появились в один момент
сами по себе. Даже при существенной разнородности музыкального материала альбом
воспринимается настолько целостно, что у слушателя не остается ни минуты на
отдых или отвлечение внимания. Удивительный рассказ начинается в тревожных
арпеджио Never Ever More и
разворачивается в тяжеловесный вальс The
Living Carousel, перерастающий в апофеоз призрачного бала, затем сменяется
неумолимой зловещей механистичностю The
Infernal Clockwork и дорастает до кульминации в инфернальном скерцо Eureka. Во второй половине альбома –
мощный оркестровый хорал Inframonde,
выходец из настоящего вестерна Haunted
Hall Motel Ballade, потусторонние голоса The Magic Storytellers
и тревожная поступь Once
More
Unto
The
Breach
Dear
Friends, увенчанные финальным
торжественно-мрачным шествием Funeral
March Of An Empire. Каждый из этих самобытных треков – пугающий, но до боли
знакомый осколок уже захлопнувшего дверь ХХ века, взывающий к воспоминаниям
последних родившихся в нем поколений. Пока мы отдаем достойную дань нашему
прошлому, призраки ушедших людей и событий продолжают жить в нашей памяти. Пока
мы помним, мы сами остаемся живыми.
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Do ghosts enjoy music? Do they communicate with us through sounds and notes capturing their lives? Do house walls recollect favorite tunes of their owners? Do spirits whisper at night, bringing the former dances to old gramophone's singing back to memory? Arco Trauma from Sonic Area knows that history does sound. Every single fragment of one's existence is a melody or rhythm entwining the great musical canvas of human civilization. In those places where these unstable borderlines between physical and shadowy worlds are getting thinner, you can nestle up against an invisible door and hear someone else's pieces of forgotten sounds, touching the rough quilt of history with your own soul. The only thing you need is to open your heart and free your mind from rational conventions. Then the ghosts of past will contact you.
Music For Ghosts is a real musical masterpiece by French electronic maestro. Fourteen album tracks are living witnesses of the past times – information-intensive, expressive and rich arranged compositions, representing a wide spectrum of genres and styles. There are baroque harpsichord and electronic organ, waltz and blues, elegant piano and rollicking accordion found side by side with each other. Chopin and Saint-Saëns, Mahler and Prokofiev, Rachmaninoff and Shostakovich viewlessly appear in a quickly alternating imagery, and the skilful mixing of multivarious themes measures up to Schnittke himself. On the other hand, both Morricone and Elfman are doing so well in this company of classics that any of this album’s compositions can easily become the finished soundtrack for the leading modern directors' films. And all of that half orchestral, half vaudevillian and cabaret splendor is flavored with electronic beat, samples and effects so naturally, that the intellectual ecstasy from the listening process compares to perception of fantastically interesting, irreproachably logical, multilinear literary work, where every single detail of creator's world keeps in its proper, strictly assigned place.
Music For Ghosts is one of those opuses that embody an artistic conception so immaculately that it seems they were not made by a human being, but appeared on their own in just one day. Even though material is rather dissimilar, the album is perceived integrally and it leaves no single minute for you to rest or to be distracted. The remarkable story begins with disturbing arpeggios of Never Ever More and spreads to heavy waltz in The Living Carousel, erupting into apotheosis of a ghostly ball, then giving place to deadly ominous rigidity of The Infernal Clockwork and reaching the culminating point in the equally infernal scherzo Eureka. The second half of the album includes powerful orchestral choral Inframonde, the western movie descendant Haunted Hall Motel Ballade, otherworldly voices of The Magic Storytellers and a heavy foot of Once More Unto The Breach Dear Friends, crowned with the final gloomy cortege in Funeral March Of An Empire. Each of these unique compositions is a frightening but painfully familiar shatter of the XX century that has already shut the door, but it still appeals to its last generations. As long as we pay tribute to our past, the ghosts of people and events that are already gone keep living in our memory. As long as we remember, we are keeping ourselves alive.
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Do ghosts enjoy music? Do they communicate with us through sounds and notes capturing their lives? Do house walls recollect favorite tunes of their owners? Do spirits whisper at night, bringing the former dances to old gramophone's singing back to memory? Arco Trauma from Sonic Area knows that history does sound. Every single fragment of one's existence is a melody or rhythm entwining the great musical canvas of human civilization. In those places where these unstable borderlines between physical and shadowy worlds are getting thinner, you can nestle up against an invisible door and hear someone else's pieces of forgotten sounds, touching the rough quilt of history with your own soul. The only thing you need is to open your heart and free your mind from rational conventions. Then the ghosts of past will contact you.
Music For Ghosts is a real musical masterpiece by French electronic maestro. Fourteen album tracks are living witnesses of the past times – information-intensive, expressive and rich arranged compositions, representing a wide spectrum of genres and styles. There are baroque harpsichord and electronic organ, waltz and blues, elegant piano and rollicking accordion found side by side with each other. Chopin and Saint-Saëns, Mahler and Prokofiev, Rachmaninoff and Shostakovich viewlessly appear in a quickly alternating imagery, and the skilful mixing of multivarious themes measures up to Schnittke himself. On the other hand, both Morricone and Elfman are doing so well in this company of classics that any of this album’s compositions can easily become the finished soundtrack for the leading modern directors' films. And all of that half orchestral, half vaudevillian and cabaret splendor is flavored with electronic beat, samples and effects so naturally, that the intellectual ecstasy from the listening process compares to perception of fantastically interesting, irreproachably logical, multilinear literary work, where every single detail of creator's world keeps in its proper, strictly assigned place.
Music For Ghosts is one of those opuses that embody an artistic conception so immaculately that it seems they were not made by a human being, but appeared on their own in just one day. Even though material is rather dissimilar, the album is perceived integrally and it leaves no single minute for you to rest or to be distracted. The remarkable story begins with disturbing arpeggios of Never Ever More and spreads to heavy waltz in The Living Carousel, erupting into apotheosis of a ghostly ball, then giving place to deadly ominous rigidity of The Infernal Clockwork and reaching the culminating point in the equally infernal scherzo Eureka. The second half of the album includes powerful orchestral choral Inframonde, the western movie descendant Haunted Hall Motel Ballade, otherworldly voices of The Magic Storytellers and a heavy foot of Once More Unto The Breach Dear Friends, crowned with the final gloomy cortege in Funeral March Of An Empire. Each of these unique compositions is a frightening but painfully familiar shatter of the XX century that has already shut the door, but it still appeals to its last generations. As long as we pay tribute to our past, the ghosts of people and events that are already gone keep living in our memory. As long as we remember, we are keeping ourselves alive.
that is really something.
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