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The second release from Immediata brings recordings from the now defunct Thymolphthalein. Aptly described as outsider electronics they blended composition with live improvisation. Tonally, the result is somewhere between Æthenor and Crackle - abstract yet following vaguely familiar and followable paths.

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Deluxe Ecopak CD with hot-stamped text on Immediata. Includes 16-page booklet. Edition of 300 copies.

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Mad Among The Mad by Thymolphthalein
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7/10 Laurie Staff review, 13 January 2016

Well, this is terrifying. Thymolphthalein are a semi-improv electronics group that manage to combine computers, drumkits, tape machines, pianos, synths and double bass with varying degrees of coherency. All of the aforementioned instruments are not guaranteed to be played the way that you’re ‘meant’ to play them. Anything could happen at any time, and it probably does.

The first thing you are subjected to is a visceral laceration of stick taps and earache bleeps, as if the past and present of music are wrestling for supremacy and end up annihilating each other. Mutually assured instrumental destruction. This is also the last thing you meet on the CD, but a parrot gets stuck in someone’s synth and they just roll with it anyway. They are in fact the same composition, just recorded at different places and times, hence different improvisational inflections. The middle of the album is perhaps more tempered, but it’s so damn long that I don’t have time to cover it all - the 4 middle tracks are all 10 minutes plus.

‘You Cannot Escape the 20th Century’ evokes the contemporary classical of the 1900s by conjuring up low, gong-like acoustic tones, static fizzes, creature calls and rattling glass. As a whole though, it stays rather timid, the low clunking lying at the foot of it all throughout. Mad among the Mad indeed. ‘Supreme Nothingness’ takes a break from Xenakian tomfoolery to create an ominous drone that’s basically the same note played in a different octave by each instrument, and a dark wind blows. We’re trapped in the belly of this horrible machine, and the machine is bleeding to death. A Godspeed quote indeed, but it sums up the mood here perfectly, this track in particular being the standout of the release. Some of the others are a bit much to take in, but I’m probably not as versed in mad noise freakouts than some of you nutjobs.


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