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Turkey’s Ekin Fil plays quiet, introverted shoegazer-songwriter pieces with the kind of deep-isolation feeling that only the finest practitioners in this field can create (think Grouper). Being Near is a delicate, thickly-reverbed song suite that’ll sink your mind deep into a warm morass if you’ll let it. Released by The Helen Scarsdale Agency.

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Being Near by Ekin Fil
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7 people love this record. Be the 8th!
8/10 Robin Staff review, 24 June 2016

A drone doozy, here. An alum of Students of Decay, Root Strata and many other ambient chums, Ekin Fil has offered up the perfect record for summer goths, offering a sample of shoegaze muddled up by endless grey clouds. Cocteau Twins fighting dementors? Sounds like this: the record’s melodies become muddied and its rhythm goes lopsided. It’s Fil’s vocal lines that tell the story, though: in the year’s most dramatic lo-fi swing, you can hear the way they’re sung but never what’s being said.

‘Being Near’ processes guitar into electronics ‘til both feel desperately artificed. It’s futurism informed with a pining for what is real, with the delayed and amplified tones feeling as intangible as early Have a Nice Life works. The pieces feel strangely unreal -- think Basinski’s robotic ‘Melancholia’ meeting the lonerisms of Grouper’s ‘Ruins’ and you’re somewhere towards this record. Fil’s voice sounds like it’s being dragged through an empty space -- it comes in at the end of tunes like “vapors” to ceremoniously close proceedings, but its lateness is as notable as a film whose audio runs out of sync.

These tunes can travel deep: “timesickness” feels as warped and ghostly as many synth excursions tested by Motion Sickness of Time Travel, with electronic sounds cooing amidst a rainy backdrop of hiss and processed sheen. You’ll be taken in by this record, or maybe taken up by it, or maybe you’ll sink through the floor with it. Whatever the case, it’s going to consume you.


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