Showing posts with label LEITMOTIV LIMBO. Show all posts
Showing posts with label LEITMOTIV LIMBO. Show all posts

LEITMOTIV LIMBO
“Minimal Sphere”
(Servataguse Muusika)


Anxious, pulsating quarks glitch & pace Uluru’s self-carving surfaces, leave smoky plumes of warm, gutted blankets in their wake. It is perhaps impossible to listen to this and not immediately entertain foggy, electric auras bullying dust and time around a personified halo of outcropping, looming night sky as thick with absence as with beaconing. 

Australia’s Servataguse Muusika puts out tapes that sound like a glorious cross between Room 40 and (((Cave Recordings))) and we’re all in a li’l debt to them for the service!

and/or

—Jacob An Kittenplan

LEITMOTIV LIMBO/RNPno.2
“Split” C
(Hyster Tapes)



Robot heart and lung; pipes, wires, hollows & spools. Leitmotiv Limbo’s side of this esoteric split is all charming hiss and white-noise whisper'd transmission, minimally excited circulatory system, a hushed circle spinning, off axis, sleepy cycle wobble & rock self on back to sleep.

Machine worry, fret, and weight, dictated straight to electric guitar, amp, & cymbal, RNPno.2 just adjusts clicks & hum, feedback to back, all scritchy-like. What in tarnation was that?

and/or

— Jacob An Kittenplan

LEITMOTIV LIMBO
"Limbo / Wind Swept"
(self released)



Is this a VHS player and clarinet duo? Laptop and autoharp? Casio and cymbals?There's a graceful ambiguity to the sounds, moods, and melodies that hearkens to the hypnogogic pop that was all the rage a few years ago. But the Limbos bring some free improv moves, structures, and ideas that feel fresh. A fresh take on the palette of sounds they're drawing from with some fresh musical and arrangement chops to boot. Spoiler alert: the clarinet comes alive on side B in conjunction with some spooky, breathy spoken word. Side B could go on a sexy mixtape. Side B can get it.

Word to the wise, it is OK to take yr foot off the delay and reverb pedals sometimes.

But dang, what a gorgeous spraypaint/calligraphy cassette shell for a terrible band name. This band deserves a better moniker just in time for the holiday season. Waffle House? You better ask somebody.



-- Mylanta Stanz