LIMINAL ANIMALS

1. Ghost Entry for this vintage intro catching up with the 80s, in the style of a tender SIMPLE MINDS or TALK TALK, with a pronounced latent air; ULVER that already calls out! 2. A City in the Skies for the superb classical intro that tends towards an encore of the 1st track; good but in 2025? A little digression to keep hope alive? 3. Forgive Us in mid tempo and a deeper, groovy, jazzy eclectic sound; we swing, we snap our fingers, the latency begins to take effect; the finale with this trumpet from Nils that descends from the sky, recalling the smoky atmosphere of the 80s, decried but updated here; air that continues on 4. Nocturne #1 and the ambient, soaring, solemn and grandiloquent title; a rise to the heavens, a musical anthem that surprises, but ULVER often knows how to surprise, mixing, blending sounds; majestic with aqueous, divine, vibrant sounds 5. Locusts and the return of the typical sound, ambient pop rock with invasive synths worthy of the 80s, and Kristoffer's voice raw, high, like Jim from afar.

6. Hollywood Babylon with the dull, metronomic attack, a still new-wave air filled with spleen with a sound of the SIMPLE MINDS 1st wave; be careful the variation with the roaring percussions brings this little more progressive; but the synth tune is beautiful with Stian's melting guitar 7. The Red Light for the consensual title, it needed one it's there, redundant, binary, not bad, jerky especially worth it for its southern crooner finale and a melting keyboard solo, often melting here 8. Nocturne #2 and the 2nd act on a synthetic percussion, an ambient riff tune, cinematic post rock with sound that Peter GABRIEL could have created without a doubt; the metronomic side quickly becoming hypnotic, mantranic 9. Helian (Trakl) arrives, finally, latency of the sound typed, heavy, weighty, to help go further; strangely the vocal à la LACRIMOSA, EINSTURZENDE NEUBATEN, RAMMSTEIN in dark wave, phrasing, can block the listener; the evolution is slow, vibration accompanied by an Arabizing choir in the distance; the final sax comes to tear the stirrups in the ears in a jazzy trance way; to meditate, contemplate, clash.