DIURNAL

"Birds, Insects & Kites" latent electronic intro; Adrian's guitar vibrates, the sound on a RIVAL SONS igniting the air, southern, dirty, heavy and very bluesy; final keyboard pads on this thunderous instrumental. "The Veil" and its animal noises, the violin, the cello, the latent atmosphere persists and intoxicates the listener, leaving him speechless, haggard, circumspect; dark and psychedelic introspective instrumental leading to "Ghosted" a piece that PINK FLOYD could have played if they had continued on the psychedelic genre; the Gilmourian guitar does the job magnificently. Adrian's smooth vocals to soar effortlessly, his minimalist bewitching, reverberating on a possessed post rock before the final piano and its birds in accompaniment. "Angel of Flies" with the perfect intro with these primitive notes taken from a dark string; an electronic musical mantra, a dreamlike crescendo for two hypnotic minutes; the heavy air, on a sad, possessed Jeff BUCKLEY, a LED ZEPPELIN with a raw sound. Lars prints the base with Joachim before letting the sad guitar do its work with a melancholic, viscous and languorous solo; the rise gives a memorable slap. "In Remembrance" comes to conclude in a melancholic way this austere flight with the dark piano, the plaintive cello.

"Frustration/Sedation" for the first of the two long pieces; epic, captivating, a dark and psychedelic sound, a bestial and catchy air, on an obvious crescendo that rises sinuously, on a grandiloquent contemplative air. The synths bring introspection and cause time to stop; there is progression from the DOORS, reverb that is just waiting to explode. The apocalyptic but contained rise, Adrian launching a plaintive solo filled with desolation; this sound reminds me of Alex FOSTER's but darker. "Golden Hour" interlude, piano arpeggio on the overwhelming cello, ANATHEMA in the distance, a Gilmourian solo further away for the moment nostalgic; the notes freeze time again before launching "Dusk" and the guitar slide on a minimalist metronomic pad, 'Paris, Texas' atmosphere. Introspection is required, I see Harry wandering on the road in the desert, haggard; the air takes time, slows down our emotions, the latency heightens the sensations. The twilight freezes with the help of the drums; the crescendo is obvious, very simple but tenacious; a dark insane break, the guitar explodes the speakers; the minimalist piece is captivating with this bass that gives goosebumps; the melodic and tortured piece by the hypnotic beat, Adrian's voice coming to hit like a wave against the notes removed one by one like the petals of a rose.

NINE STONES CLOSE has just released an ambitious album, a mix of progressive grunge rock with tortured solos, raw voices, end-of-the-world post-rock electronic atmospheres. Origin on profilprog (4.5).