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A voyage into the unknown with french man Julien A. Lacroix. Apparently on Uruk Romantic Tales #2 fantasy plays a big part in his composing, but I have no idea what they are. Lacroix isn't afraid to open his mind up and see whats knocking about inside. Compact drones, dissonant strings and spacious percussion manifest as dense landscapes. It's one to get your head around. Out on vinyl LP from Upside Down Recordings.

Vinyl LP £12.99 UDR11

Ltd LP on Upside Down Recordings. Edition of 150 copies in screen printed sleeve.

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Uruk Romantic Tales #2 by Julien A. Lacroix
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8/10 I Mc 18th December 2014

A great addition to my collection of veritably scary recordings, along with the soundtrack to Eraserhead, Sylvester Anfang's Kosmies Slachtafvel, and the Girls Aloud 'Greatest Hits' CD that my girlfriend keeps in the glovebox of the car (an unspoken yet ever-present reminder to read the map properly and navigate using clear and concise commands).

Uruk is an ancient city now in Iraq, and this album's press release states that the music is based in a "supposable Mesopotamian landscape hanging between past and future." The cover is iconically bleak and alien and, along with reading the description on here, was enough to make me click Add to cart without hearing a note. And I'm not at all disappointed from acting upon that gut instinct - the cover is a solid reflection of what's within. From an assortment of instruments ranging from your traditional bells, cello, and flute to marble, corail, esterel, plexiglass, bamboos and olive tree, Lacroix conjures up a musique concrète that's in tune with the imagined landscape described in the press release. It sounds as ancient, suffocatingly desolate and spine-tingling as exploring old ruins with nobody else around and happening upon an undiscovered Sumerian tomb. And, after staggering back to the car, you find that Cheryl is out of the glovebox, and you have a panic attack.


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