EPITAPH FOR VENUS

Such little occurs. This is minimalistic progressive electronic, and while many of the ideas and passages could take the listener on a cosmic journey of the mind, the "colors" of the album only evoke the black emptiness and loneliness of outer space. It is an album meant for those who adore droning or cyclic synthetic sequences with scarce melodic interruptions. I wish the musicians would have expended more creative energy in fleshing out the pieces and adding other textures, but others will counter that further sonic ornamentation would have ruined this. Perhaps it is suitable music for meditation.

"Lunarscape" A slightly off-sounding series of rhythmic tones sets the repetitive foundation for this extended track; it does not end until seven-and-a-half minutes, where it leaves the sputtering and smooth washes of sound to themselves. Out of the ether, the initial rhythm sequence returns, like a figure from a fog. It peters along from there until a sudden noise removes the composition from existence.

"Ethereal Jazz" This is indeed a jazz-inspired piece, as though a 1973 Herbie Hancock had replaced Miles Davis on Bitches Brew. Cymbal rolls and electronic bleeps abound. The final moments are eerily beautiful, with a "lost at sea" electric piano.

"Venus Rising" Empty, ventilated tones wax and drone forward, reminiscent of a certain section of Pink Floyd's "Echoes."