MINDPHASER

A hidden chronicle of ' Moondawn'! 1 Floating...you have heard, the musical crystalline note, the canticle, the pamphlet, the incantation; everyone has had a father who picked you up passing through your room and listening to this... you better tidy up your room and go to mass rather than listening to this... tuuuuu, duuuuu... the note rises, a crescendo without knowing what it was; a bit of OLDFIELD in it, yes it's much more recent than the tubular bells; 4 minutes passed without realizing the time passing; I think a bit and bam 2 more minutes on the clock, yes when it starts to fill up in the headphones, a sound reminiscent of 'Reality' with CHABAT yes go dig and you will see that there is Philip GLASS at the controls, another tenor; good 9 mins and it just starts / finally cross out the word you want; the stereo starts up, the pink noises give way to a melody with bubbles à la JM JARRE, yes he too is not just a little Frenchy; good, Harold's drums help take off, the sound gets louder, the dzin dzin at 13 min, yes I remember by heart... indicates that we are entering the title, it goes up, it becomes intense, oppressive , we're starting to wonder where we're going, are we going to have to lower the volume, won't the stereo be split, 15 minutes and these crystalline notes that fill the room, that clean your speakers ; yes Cabasse and JM Lab, but it doesn't mean anything these days .... what a sound with .... your your your your your, that's it I see the Synthanorma 3-12 sequencer which adds to it a diaper, I have to calm down otherwise I'm going to see Klaus in person in my room .... in meditation, in ecstasy, in a trance am I? Good you .... what stage are you at; bam the 2nd has just passed, it surely increases but inevitably, the drum roll has something to do with it; that's it I just understood, this sound is archaic, it comes from our viscera, finally from the schizoid ideas of Klaus, yes that's it! 19 and it goes up too loud all of a sudden, I lower the sound, come on I put it back, anyway the room is soundproof... it still vibrates, my whole body starts to shake, incredible what a vulgurus musica can do on a body....22 mins and I feel the end, yes well I know the album it's easy now but I'm still afraid of this abrupt end as I reach ecstasy, the sound having taken possession of the room, the 6 points with the subwoofer compressing my bubble of survival, this subwoofer a little too serious there, but what a foot; yes you did the same thing, that reassures me; that's it, I feel the end, go for a little more of this tireless, indescribable air before the real end, soft, where black noise reigns... bubbles of music for a while, end, the following silence is still part of the title. 2 Mindphaser for the title that I took time to domesticate, yes I admit it I cut to the explosion and I put back the intro! and yet these waves of departure, this implied serenity, this musical wisdom which imprints your preconscious and puts you in a state of hibernation; the flash has just fallen, yes the 4 minutes are exceeded; what it's a roar of waves oh well ok but each his representation; the dreamlike waves, these siren songs, come and go as you wander around, without drugs, without sex, of course! with a dram of a little whiskey of course my dear, go a glenfarclas 93 yes the one so fruity sherry you'd think you were drinking the juice dripping from a bunch of raisins; 8 mins I hurry, I'm fine ... yes let's not spoil; 11 mins and I'm in apnea, I'm waiting.. I'm always being had... that's it, the drums, the organ, everything happens, let's go for musical priapism.. yes it won't stop ... the drums will serve as a particular metronome by driving this synth, this organ, these keyboards to a proven state of hypnotic trance; the moment you let go, when you listen choking, when you tense up in fear of another explosion you couldn't control; the synth... the farfisa and big moog in the lead; at 16 min you wonder if the sound won't saturate, it becomes stressful, convulsive, mantranic, your head moves strangely, well the legs are not better, in fact you do your sports session without realizing it ; it squirts everywhere, the trance was only the start, there you are higher, you are familiar with the gods, you simulate the notes of Klaus, you have 15 fingers that touch the 4 synths arranged in front of you... yes how do you want chronicle this cult album OMNI which will trigger in each of you a different potential orgasmic coma and in every way similar? yet another musical oxymoron, one more paradox that I wanted to confront, struggle, fight, interact with... I capsize, I surrender at 25 minutes where the sinister melody no longer reaches me; my eyes are rolled back, the drool comes out of my mouth, I dance almost naked on the shards of bottles, remains of cans, glasses that have fallen by accident, I catch my breath, they call me, they wake me up, I was gone very far. Ok for a 5 points for this album!!!