IRRLICHT

1. Satz 1 - Ebene (1st Movement - Plain) for the long depressive movement, for the long captivating melody, for the ultimate crescendo, for the bottomless reverie, for the art of taking time, of seeing it contract; the art and manner of introducing these characteristic drones from the 5th minute, a sort of drone uncontrolled before its time... yes there were none of these dirty beasts yet; electronic music hit hard; not even 10 minutes and a sound coming from nowhere reaches your ears, to the right at first... then it picks up, passes surreptitiously to the left, to the right; a few moments of wandering and off we go, baleful air from over there, organs from nowhere, the sound slowly and irremediably begins to saturate your stirrup; the ears themselves begin to ring, the rise becomes oppressive; 17 minutes and other keyboards invite themselves to the party, it vibrates, it rises, it diphthongizes, the drones are hard at work; the organoleptic rise can no longer be reversed, we wait for the inevitable crash...21'45 it increases further, there is still room; the tension is at its peak, you want to turn down the sound, it's too much...

2. Satz 2 - Gewitter (2nd Movement - Thunderstorm) and the break occurs there, abrupt, brutal, suddenly; flights of unregulated notes go into the room, into your headphones, yes many use it to catch each note; we are in a sidereal hyperspace from where the musical strings have taken the sheath of the glass holes; the storm calms down, we only hear the sound of the bumblebees docking on the hive; the sound goes away, you have to run for a chance to see where it goes

3. Satz 3 - Exile Sils Maria (3rd Movement - Sils Maria exile) arrives, seeming to pass as a second experience after satz1; a sound that sails with the solar wind, sinister chords, yes it must still be admitted, it's quite gloomy and austere and you have to be in good spirits; little memory of what LUSTMORD will do much later for the dark, bestial, archaic emotional rendering; 5 minutes the time of satz2 and the primary explosion is charged with multicolored sound waves; fleeting impression of a plane stalling but not in space; brief sneaky and ill-famed air like in the future 'Sorcerer' of TANGERINE DREAM; the disorganized sound that begins to attack the ears, to infiltrate; you adapt of course since you read this chronicle, you verify that you are not the only one to have passed the course, to have plunged into Schulzian space, to have tamed this title and this avant-garde album... ...the question you're still asking yourself is how did you manage to listen for 20 minutes without realizing it, come on, dive back in to find the answer.