It’s often difficult to write about jazz. Thoughtful and expressive by nature, jazz is both a cultural cornerstone and an academic field of study, and a writer who doesn’t know their terminology or history will soon be exposed. Unsurprisingly, most music writers prefer to stay away from this genre. Luckily,Continue Reading
Travelling across our big and varied world often inspires great change in our perspective. The differences in geography, culture, and lifestyle can be drastic depending on where you are on the globe. Haotian Wang, originally from Yunnan, China, is an experimental composer and producer based in New York. His recentContinue Reading
For those who shudder at mathematics, the idea of fractals can be dauntingly hard to conceptualize. But luckily for the more left-side brained of us, Michael Donoghue of Jersey conceptualizes the notion of fractals through glacial and alluring experimental electronica. His recent work, the album “Fractals”, unfolds across eight tracksContinue Reading
Danish duo Bright Young Future label themselves as ‘collage pop’, a perfectly-fitting genre classification. Their sophomore album “Life on the Bridge” melds delicate textures with flashes of experimental instrumentation, botched samples, and a beguiling production sensibility. The duo comprises artists Rune Risager and Jacob Abildgaard, and their hi-brow music isContinue Reading
Another summer is almost over, and another autumn is just around the corner. This time of year offers precious moments of retrospection; as the days get shorter, our thoughts contradictorily have more room to grow. Though there is a bittersweet tinge to the dwindling warmth, failed romances, and missed opportunities,Continue Reading
In the world of representational knowledge, words can deliver a weight of cultural associations. Even a word as simple as ‘shadow’ can instill in the receiver a world of dark and unknown mysticism. On the other hand, non-representational knowledge, such as music, relies only on the intuitive responses of theContinue Reading