Logoplasm
Attimo in un Wormhole
CtrlAltCanc 2007

01. Attimo in un Wormhole [35:39]

Usually I like to make up my own mind whether to play music loudly or softly, but this time, having little other information to go by, I was immediately stuck with reading their listening instructions: "try to play it very loud: most of it will be wasted if you don't". Teeth gritted for impending cataclysm, volume was set to full and headphones carefully stretched, knowing my head will probably split open. 35min spiral forward, in the center of a sonic storm. Now here's the catch: rarely before Logoplasm have I felt safer, happier, in the center of a sonic storm - corny but it must be said. First, I'm going to find some catchy name, like "cosmic liturgy": cosmic 'cause its inner universal fibers; liturgy, at least for the choral timbres (much responsible for goosebumps). Logoplasm themselves are happy to describe...

"...as transrealist space operas, anarchic recollections of days gone by and forth through the uncertain devices of direct imaginary time linking giving way to resonant emotional aggregates; soundwise, it reproduces as multiple layers of intertwined field recordings alongside buildings of drones; plus our chirping, twittering voices engaged in perpetual recollecting". And, of course, not less importantly, they've added: "If observed from an height and listened to at the right, loudest volume it should give you vertigo and functions as the simplest of time machines".

So is this "really music"? Yes and yes - metaphysically. A calm, rational man's "energy music". And free, too. Definitely gets filed under "mystical radio station" broadcasts.


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