Meisha: The First Lessons
"The music begins so softly, so subtly that it sneaks up on you like a hesitant lover; filled with passion and ready to burst, hands shaking with barely suppressed energy, the anticipation so sweet it's almost deadly. Softly strummed guitar reverberations thread through gently soaring notes that seem to sustain their wavering, haunting beauty to near eternity. Dreamy soundscapes of floating ambient feedback hover in the air, just a magic breath away, always an inch beyond your fingertips. There are lovely strains of near-trance-like folk wanderings, which sometimes recall early Durutti Column in their aspirations of transcendence through tranquil simplicity. There are bizarre moments of cave-like ambient/electronic/guitar exploration-exploring side tunnels like electric current flashing off octopus tentacles, soft voltage flows careening off the walls in blue-light arcs, seeking the soul of early Pink Floyd acid jams. While most of the music here leans toward the understated, there is a consistently delicate hint of ever-present tension and mystery, yielding a sound not unlike some bands on Chicago's highly regarded Kranky label...7" (out of 10) |
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