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Here’s an LP from the man formerly known as Dolphins Into The Future, Lieven Martens Moana, and it’s a bit of a head-scratcher. Described as “A play for magnetic tape recorder”, it’s a mixture of concretey field-recorded soundscapes, tape hiss, wibbly analogue synth tomfoolery, and occasional spoken commentary which seems to be from Moana himself. He sounds a little b ...

LP £11.49 K082

LP on KRAAK.

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Tape £6.49 ECN 10.2

Limited tape on Edicoes CN. Edition of 150 copies in risograph printed cover.

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Music From The Guardhouse by Lieven Martens Moana
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8/10 ReviewBot300 Staff review, 11 June 2013

Here’s an LP from the man formerly known as Dolphins Into The Future, Lieven Martens Moana, and it’s a bit of a head-scratcher. Described as “A play for magnetic tape recorder”, it’s a mixture of concretey field-recorded soundscapes, tape hiss, wibbly analogue synth tomfoolery, and occasional spoken commentary which seems to be from Moana himself. He sounds a little bit like that “they don’t sleep any more on the beach” guy. On the first side alone we have a lengthy passage of hiss and field recordings and sporadic piano tinkles, followed by a wibbly midi-synth passage with abstract, brightly layered synths plinking and plonking in a chaotic yet relaxing manner which brings to mind the BBC Radiophonic Workshop and Vernon Elliot’s magical score from ‘The Clangers’, finishing on a field recorded beach scene with weirdly sped-up bird calls which sound totally alien.

Over on the other side is a single long track ‘As Falesias’, which opens with dramatic soundtracky neoclassicism before delving into plangent analogue soundscapery with a sinister edge, with lots of swelling, quavering drones and continued subtle orchestral touches which sound like they’ve been beamed in from the 1950s. It’s a weird alien nostalgic excursion which will confuse and relax you.


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