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atomMagst du bei Gelegenheit mal ein paar Worte zu Galassos Debüt schreiben, kramer? Ich kenne es bisher noch nicht.
Die Musik erinnert teilweise an Steve Reich und Philip Glass, wirkt auf mich aber weniger durchkomponiert und viel emotionaler. Ich besitze das Album erst seit ein paar Tagen, habe seitdem aber nichts anderes gehört. Von Carolin Widmanns und Alexander Lonquichs Schubert-Einspielung mal abgesehen, denn die fesselt mich ähnlich.
Folgender Text beschreibt „Scenes“ sehr gut:
For his first solo album, Galasso gives us nine numbered “Scenes,” each the facet of an unfathomable jewel. It is an album to which I often played my violin by ear, trying to gain inner sight to its deeper complexities. And indeed, beyond its charming Philip Glassean veneer heaves a pair of expansive lungs that expel far more than they take in. The album has the feeling of a home recording, multi-tracked and with minimal processing applied. Despite being meticulously composed, it is also spontaneous in feel and refreshingly non-perfectionist. Some lines don’t quite sync up, as if what we hear were just a potent coincidence. From the hauntingly enigmatic (Scenes II and VI) to the whimsical (Scene III), we are privileged to stroll through this modest gallery of sound. Scene IV stands out with its boldly syncopated lead and subtle harmonizing. Others, like Scenes VII and VIII, tremble with incidental potential, seeming to spring forth from an as yet unrealized mise-en-scène. But it is the final Scene that remains closest to my heart, for its utter simplicity draws from a groundswell of bliss. Not unlike the solo work of Paul Giger, it has a magic all its own, an uncompromising sense of direction that can never be thwarted once it holds you.
Scenes is more than a soundtrack without images. Not unlike the shadow on the cover, its chapters are disembodied. We see only their negative selves, and hear only the sounds that animate them.
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