THE EDINBURGH SUITE

Anders Buaas, playing on heavy bands, focuses on 'The Witches of Finnmark', an instrumental journey based on witches' stories. His latest album is about Oldfieldian reminiscences, let's see because I crossed swords with him at Crescendo!

1.The Edinburgh Suite Pt. 1 Old Town is the first of two long tracks, over 20 minutes on the clock; straight away, a folk banjo rings a bell in my ear, yes from Ofdfield there is some but not only that; a jazzy break à la Zappa too; in fact this title is more of a drawer since I then find a Genesisian arpeggio; boom a majestic organ then a Jarrian synth sows doubt; There's enough prog blood in there to set you off and you've already spent 10 minutes without realizing it. The guitar finally appears, I would say, on a Vai, a Malmsteen, a Beck; downside where is the biniou and the typical Scottish air? The soaring, symphonic, progressive and captivating suite is a pleasure before the return of a country tune... remember the banjo, in short the parts are interspersed without too much transition, whether on purpose or not it denotes; Anders is not a penguin on the other hand and aligns the notes in rapid succession, tubular bells in the distance bring back to Oldfield, which I had not felt in concert recently; bottom drawer more bluesy, emotional, yes a little Gary Moore for these intoxicating melting notes; a progressive and fresh piece that made me forget time. 2.The Edinburgh Suite Pt. 2 New Town ... let's go to the new town, well read the titles otherwise what's the point...Du a Anders in what he does best, bordering on a guitar hero who doesn't take himself seriously, a heavy air, his old roots of course to flirt with Vai or Satriani; break yes you have to get used to it frankly, and the country side of the 1st side comes back, quickly erased by a bucolic, festive and majestic air; hop 8 minutes and the scent of the great Genesis after the gong, the guitar in arpeggio 'Horizons', it's beautiful, it's a souvenir atmosphere, a little waves, ambient air and these bells yes there it's a Obviously even Anders himself revealed his vibes towards Mike Oldfield. The guitar is meant to be shimmering, so the Wally Badarou-style synth adds marshmallow notes... I must be hungry there! Well I'm talking, I'm talking and bam already half, ah a zest of Rothery over there and a solemn air arises for the major title of the album: I explain to myself the sound comes from his fingers there, I don't feel any particular reminiscences, that will please those who don't like me to work on my memory... ah clock ticking a time bis? sovereign latent atmosphere before knowing where Anders wants to go... crystalline guitar in the background, the business is indeed this one, a guitar which draws its notes to melt, to close one's eyes and say to oneself that 'put .... that's good, without worrying about labels; notes to dance to, in slow 'of course' to seduce his girlfriend again and again because love has no end, yes that's it Anders offers sensitive prog to make you scream with pleasure, that's already not bad. So not so bad to have surfed the chronicle last year and to offer a slightly more subjective one.

Influences ranging from King Crimson and Genesis to Mike Oldfield, Al Di Meola, Marillion, progressive fusion rock, that's ultimately where Anders took me instead of visiting the pubs of Edinburgh with this Oldfieldian touch mixing lots of genres .