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Novasak - Alpha
Tuesday, July 01 2008 @ 01:00 AM PDT
Contributed by: Barulho

Alpha

Artist: Novasak Greece

Title: Alpha

Label: Triple Bath Records Greece

Genre:  Experimental

1- Part 1
2- Part 2
3- Part 3

Novasak is another new name to me. From the info provided with the record, I can find out that this is the project of Todd Novosad, the guy running the Swamp of Pus label. This record is out on a Greek label this time, Triple Bath, a suitable one for the kind of approach found here.

His experiments focus on a sound sculpture level, one that´s "influenced by space exploration and new horizons." What I found more interesting in his work is how I feel these cosmic possibilities tend to verify on a celular, microscopic level, as if compulsively away from outside infiltrations, breeding new alien senses during the process. Its frozen oceanic movement and deeply fried psychedelic taints resemble some of Astro approaches, but the way he deals with the journey carries the weight of an excessively detailed register, as in a trauma. This is the meticulous remembrance of an experience gone horribly wrong.

Unidentified object spreading predatory skills, cosmic collapses, the infinite disorder. We are in no-land maps, the core of stars has already grown cold. Then the painful disruption of veins, non-circulation, brief explosions and severed heads clashing. Incursion into harshness is a consequence of intensification, but all virgin territories are condemned to oblivion. Insect colonization, that same suspension and inevitability. Life itself as a parasitic delay, imploding again, returning back to its larvar state, developing away from all external interferences.

The overall feeling is that of a sculpture, raw and savage, meticulously separating meat from bone, the bone from the rocks, an obsessive, prolonged operation which reveals new shapes, or brings old ones to an obscure, diffuse light. Suspension of dust, infiltration into fissures, the cracked texture of nervous breakdown.

Sound as a conquest, witchcraft as an equation.

     



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