Loving this place, that subterranean cellar-like vibe; cobbles, cast iron pillars, oozes a Dickensian charm that no doubt Messers. Thrower and Knight approve of. On arrival, their musical wares are already set up on three tables, a tidy synth and keyboard sandwich a percussive jumble filling, the screen flickers with the slo-mo refractions of underwater legs and creamy ceramics.
This was a short-lived disappointment though as Froese-like shadows started UnicaZürn‘s show. Special guest David J Smith of Guapo fame contouring the sustained interlocking synth serpents beautifully with a rich stream of broken percussions. His mic catching the singing bowl manatees then wielding more acoustical vocabs across the duo’s textures, dropping chains across drum rims, clattering vibrations clinging like children to the skirting burrs of Stephen Thrower’s clarinet spectres.
A rhythmic onslaught ensued, loose drumming shooting roots through the jigsawing ethers of Knight and Thrower, as swaying branches of discernible chords float through the percussion. The warm analogue sound working well with the visual syrup on screen and its flashes of diffused colour. The odd jazzy skewer sent on through, countered on palette-knifed drones, then cantering off into gloomier architectures, full of phantoms. This soup seemed more than its composite elements, a strange nectar catching you on its hypnotic burrs, delicately siphoning some significant other in swaying apparitions and short-lived portals.