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Zimiamvian Night
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Description: | 2CD set on Infraction, very limited! |
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| Format: | CD | |
| Genre(s): | Ambient | |
| Label: | Infraction | |
| Price: |
£9.99
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| Availability: | Sold out / currently unavailable. Sorry! |
...according to our Phil on 08 March 2007.
Infraction Records release just about the finest ambience known to man. This week we have even more goodness in the shape of ZIMIAMVIAN NIGHTS. For some reason I can't get Sylvanian Families out of my head. We have a limited double CD version of Zimiamvian Night 2 in which is limited to 50 copies... we have a handful and when these go we revert to the standard single disc lovely edition. So on this CD we have 2 tracks. One lasting 2 and a half mins and the other clocking in at 57 and half mins (near enough). So it's roughly an hour of gorgeous floatyness on offer here. The depth and warmth of the Infraction releases is here but the music seems much more simple than the other releases. It seems to not vary too much and when it does it's very subtle. Quality droney ambience clocking in somewhere between Pete Namlook and Stars of The Lid. Excellent.
There is a group of small acts, collectives and individual artists that dot the globe creating spacious scenes using a backdrop of layered or prepared guitar and infusing environmental recordings. This initial work by Zimiamvian Night is assimilated into this group that includes among others; Monos, Mirror and Zoviet France (during their more spacious moments). These acts and artists employ the richness and warmth of analog recording, with small detailed clips of the world around them. The analog sounds, when examined closely, continue to display a furthering richness of detail. Detailed examination uncovers new sounds and textures as displayed here on the 1st Zimiamvian Night recording. There is a delicate framework built around the hum and beautiful gauze created from the guitar, deepened by layering and enhanced from the warm sound medium of the magnetic tape. Imperceptibly the sound emerges and then fades infinitely, with no end in sight, a quiet calm eventually settling in.
