The most uplifting melodic dreamy cosmic dance music. These 6 tunes sound like a mix of Todd Terje, Orbital, Daft Punk, and Underworld. If you like that style of energizing and joyful electronic dance/disco/house music, this album is for you.
Description:
surrealist, modern classical ambient with tranquil trascendence
This album was recorded with Russian poet Vladimir Ladan, who reads his poems to piano music. The music was recorded with an electronic piano, to envelop the readings in an ambient atmosphere and melancholic jazzy moods. When he turned 33, Vladimir Ladan,the author of the poems, decided to give this collection of poems a red thread by ordering them in a way that tells the tale of his life on our planet. The age of 33 is called the "Age of Christ" in Russian. And for the author, it had a symbolic meaning. His poems touch upon eternal questions, such as: Life, Death, Love.
A blend of funk, reggae, tango and experimental easy listening featuring:
Leo Baroni - guitar and vocals on 'Who am I'
Phil Little - congas
Valerie Gardens - drums and percussion
Barry Jones - bass, piano and vocals
The story so far It's the year 2066 and veteran journalist Judith Chalmers, looking for the quiet life, has arrived at Bexhill on Sea train station. In the taxi to her hotel her driver, the ambiguous Fittipaldi, seems to suggest that everything is not as it seems behind the net curtains of this once prosperous seaside town.
The body of septuagenarian podcast darling, Troy Tempest, had been found washed ashore six months previous. After evidence given by the largest employer in town, health care franchise The Twilight Years Clinic, the coroner returned a verdict of death by misadventure. No family or friends where asked to give statements.
Over the coming days, Judith wanders the charity shops and cafes of Bexhill, catching snatches of conversation. She begins to suspect the existence of a dark world of pain killer fueled partner swapping parties hosted by The Clinic but would she have to retire first to get her story and one last shot at fame.