Immersion: One
by Roger Batty, Musique Machine
February 2007
The first part of a promised series finds Steve Roach bringing life to a long-form ambient world that's built around subtle tones, drones and magic sound shifts, all done with a master's ease and elegance. For over 70+ minutes Roach sucks the listener in deeper and deeper, almost to the point where nothing else exists.
The piece seems to suggest that you're floating just below a jungle's lush, dusk-lined canopy, as the tones slowly move and settle, easing one's body and spirit. There's an odd haunting whistling-like melody that dips in and out of the clouds of ambience, like a strange magical bird that you keep catching glimpses of as you slowly and effortlessly move under the green lushness of the jungle's canopy. It also feels like the ripples on a pond, the droning and soothing pitches rippling out and folding back in on themselves. It's never threatening or wishy-washy new agey, it's just this neutral soundworld that soaks and loosens one, almost sliding into unconsciousness, but never quite fully going all the way.
Again, another wonderfully-painted ambient world by one of the true masters of the genre. Perfectly formed long-form ambient explorations to simply lose yourself in and drift far, far away.
by Roger Batty, Musique Machine
February 2007
The first part of a promised series finds Steve Roach bringing life to a long-form ambient world that's built around subtle tones, drones and magic sound shifts, all done with a master's ease and elegance. For over 70+ minutes Roach sucks the listener in deeper and deeper, almost to the point where nothing else exists.
The piece seems to suggest that you're floating just below a jungle's lush, dusk-lined canopy, as the tones slowly move and settle, easing one's body and spirit. There's an odd haunting whistling-like melody that dips in and out of the clouds of ambience, like a strange magical bird that you keep catching glimpses of as you slowly and effortlessly move under the green lushness of the jungle's canopy. It also feels like the ripples on a pond, the droning and soothing pitches rippling out and folding back in on themselves. It's never threatening or wishy-washy new agey, it's just this neutral soundworld that soaks and loosens one, almost sliding into unconsciousness, but never quite fully going all the way.
Again, another wonderfully-painted ambient world by one of the true masters of the genre. Perfectly formed long-form ambient explorations to simply lose yourself in and drift far, far away.
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