SixTurnsNine - Borders
We take a plane and fly to Düsseldorf, West Germany, to breathe in all the artistic perfume that city has always emanated.
Very active, capable, important, it also has in its arms a marked propensity to continually come up with bands that are able to fascinate, attract, giving its harbor a chance to put on the market really interesting music.
The scribe's ear listens to the debut album of the German combo that he feels is the most structured in generating hype, intensity, richness because of its willingness not to remain tied only to the history of its place of belonging, but rather to have in its possession the capacity for an international scope that plays totally in its favor.
After five years spent getting to know each other, experimenting and creating their own songs, the three knights of pure fascination decided to take the plunge by releasing Borders, which, without wasting any time, is a jewel that sticks to the tissues of the mind, reaches the pericardium and invades the veins, all of them, to cuddle them through melodies and solutions with a skillful use of electronic music.
The whole thing could be trivialized by "It's Trip hop": nothing could be more incomplete, partial and far from the truth.
The attitude and the dress are undeniable, but immersing oneself in a careful listening one catches not only nuances, but also constructions not necessarily related to that genre.
Instead, we manage to notice glimpses of Post-Punk flames, within streams of debris from Industrial music held expertly as a contour, to give space to clouds of Proto-Goth, creating an evocative and original whole.
Lutz Bauer is the genius, the driver of sounds, the man who sculpts the compositions providing spectacular, fresh, modern suggestions, without forgetting decades that seem distant.
The bassist is called Philip Akoto, the poet of richness, with an overpowering talent and the ability to wrap Lutz's architectures perfectly.
Then she, Anja Valpiani, the extraordinary voice with velvety, romantic, sensual vocals, a dew with crystals in her uvula. She has the merit of not seeing her native language as a hindrance: she sings perfectly in English and her technique is not at all penalized, as are the lyrics that seem to be written by a native speaker.
Lights, dimness and darkness are emotional territories that are vivisected and brought inside a contemplation that leaves nothing to chance.
Music as words that enchant, words as music that nourish our listening and throw it toward lightness, despite the dark light of night, for the three bring us rays of sunshine anyway.
One needs method in listening, to be able to identify the myriad elements (not just influences) that make this debut compact and intense, one needs to search, only in this way we can be gently swept away by a sensory cascade that will create limitless benefit. Listening then becomes a funnel that will lead us into the intuitive, programmed channel developed by the three German trees, yes, that's right, because they are individually capable of giving strength and a beautiful vision. But their union makes their personal qualities skyrocket: Borders is a palette of smells which have been given a physical form, a miracle capable of producing spurts of intimacy made to reach ecstasy and catharsis.
There is a blues tension that permeates the entire work, especially because of some vocal passages by Anja, who manages to vary her incredible interpretations by following the flow of the music, as if hypnotized and seduced by incentives coming from the set of notes, in order to fly freely with her inner tension.
It is articulated fluorescence that arrives inadvertently, as further confirmation of a power that from all sides flows into the centre of our perceptive senses.
One is surrounded by the gentleness, the sensitivity, the lightness that descends from the clouds into our central nervous system, which is eager for a delicate upheaval.
It is also necessary to give credit to lyrics that range widely, from love that is felt, that seeks protection, that wants sharing, to a romantic and positive attitude even in writing about the pain, the toil of existence, all with strokes of imagination perfectly stitched to reality.
With attached description of wills that put perfectly branched hemispheres in our listening and subsequent interpretations.
The impact of the connections between the outside and the inside are specified through powerful and compelling lyrics.
It is comforting and caressing to see how the atmospheres and modes chosen to express magnetic streams of intense magic also have in its DNA a way of doing that consumes the Trip hop experience to extract the juice from a fruit that seemed to have been squeezed entirely. Instead, these peerless Germans re-present it, but with a willingness to show its value with the purity of mixtures that enhance its prestige.
Moments, Fatigue, Ginger: songs in which we all experience an elegant electric shock inside dark but grace-filled atmospheres.
Flames is the perfect blend of a feeling that The Cure could move towards this musical planet and Trip hop.
Love Map offers vocals that roll up inside the beats, and it's steam that melts into crooning and brushstrokes of enchantment.
But all the compositions have an immensity to be touched with the magic of tricks that will leave you speechless....
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