説明
Wighnomy Brothersでの活躍から現在に至るまで、テクノ界の異端として緻密な音響工作を追求し続けるRobag Wruhme。北欧ジャズの巨匠たちによる哀愁の調べを、フロアの熱狂と溶け合わせた芸術的ダンス・トラック。
DJ Koze主宰のPampaにおける中核的存在であり、微細な音の欠片を組み上げる独自の手法で知られるRobag Wruhme。本作は、アルバムのような深い物語性と、クラブでの機能性をひとつの盤に共存させている。
「Nata Alma」では、Sidsel Endresenの切実なヴォーカルとBugge Wesseltoftのたゆたう旋律を素材に、8分を超える壮大な物語を構築。孤独や郷愁を感じさせるサウンドスケープが、微細なリズムの揺らぎと共にどこまでも広がっていく。一転して、ビートを強調したクラブ仕様のヴァージョンでは、乾いたファンクネスが炸裂。ウッド・キックやタイトに刻まれたヴォーカル・カットが、執拗なまでのグルーヴを生成する。B面の「Venq Tolep」は、初夏の草原を吹き抜ける風のような開放感に満ちた仕上がりだ。パーカッシブな装飾とエレクトリック・ピアノのスタブが、幸福感と微かな憂いを同時に運び込む。緻密な美学と躍動が交錯する、極めて純度の高いエレクトロニック・ミュージックだ。
A1 Nata Alma (Club Smash Hit Version) 8:40
B1 Venq Tolep (Hit Club Version) 6:24
Robag Wruhme, working on the material. On the very same piece. And performing two different movements. First, thinking in category Album: who will hear it where? also: mood, position, length. Second, thinking in category Maxisingle: a spinning-tool for the club – another form of another functionality: accelerating the rhythm, lowering the harmonicmelodious, still preserving the nature of the song. And each version should make you HOT for the other!
Nata Alma, a voice loses itself in the infinite, a car brakes, a horse whinnies, the sun scorches relentless. Further, further on, towards the flickering, stoically. Water, flames on the horizon, Fata Morgana, a mirage. »And you might say, we've got no place to go?« - okay? no notokay at all!: Shuffle!
Nata Alma, melancholic Eight-minute-forty. A love song, a wave good-bye: »And you might say, that you need me no more?« sings Sidsel Endresen alongside Bugge Wesseltoft's swells and ebb-aways – metal never sounded so longing; a buzzing swing, a siren call from afar.
Robag Wruhme takes a seat at the organ and plays minor bass notes. He gets up, leaves the room and lays down a dry rock of funk: wooden kick on wooden snare, tight-cut voices, driving hi-hats and shakers, gated synth danglers and percussion loops. Relentless, stoically. »And you might say, that it's over?« – relentless, maybe, but that's how he creates the Further: keep going! dance it off! a new day rising!
And right here. Flip it and keep on moving: Venq Tolep. A summer meadow, grass-stains, a gentle breeze, an early smell of hay. Venq Tolep. Endorphins tickle under the skin. A
percussive spectacle, dance of the insects. Hopping around in flat shoes, the beat is phat and reverberated by a cluster of trees. Stabs on the e-piano set in, picturing the euphoric moment when Loving-feelings walk hand-in-hand with a Hint of Melancholy.
Robag Wruhme, Nata Alma and Venq Tolep - music for dance floors, inside and outside, music for the summer, day and night, and for convertibles on the way there.
