A beautiful lullaby-esque soundscape, this. The soothing French vocals a paper boat floating out on a lilting tide of gentle disquiet, instrumentals that subtly blur boundaries. Something that’s especially true of “L’inexploré”’s panoramas, with an avant classical verve where the fragments of narration ease you elsewheres.
Dora’s invited lots of like-minded musicians to help her sculpt this recording, including Pefkin’s Gayle Brogan and Fonal’s Laura Naukkkarinen (Lau Nau) amongst others, an array of talent fleshing out Dora’s unique piano/vocal work with plenty of extra colour. Aeolian chimes, stones, bicycle wheels and musical saws, as well as a tirade of chorusing extras that calligraphically dine, slip psychedelically into your ear.
L’inattingible is an inspired piece of work that’s attentively observed, its shapes left to mirage, elusively flutter as they unearth buried sensations from the sediment. A shadowy blush here and there, spinning sweet sinistrals, conspiring sonorities that grasp you with their strange dialogue, tonal tensions stalked by chalk-faced Nosferatu(s) and turbulent tarantulas. Dora’s spoken/sung words often feel like autumn leaves spiralling on up-swirls of broken chord and stretchy discordia. Everything breathes this warm spatial awareness, “Dans La Torpeur Du Lacunaire”’s theremin kites and butterflying piano flowing outside their containment, visually filling your mind with suggestive atmospheres. “Kynance Cove”’s labyrinthine caves vividly re-animated in “Lumiere Aveugle IV”’s dripping precipitation and chipping pebbles as Dora’s whispering intertwines this wavering varicose of voila, slowly succumbing to an eerie unison of otherness. A sweet delirium that holds you captive, captivated, cuts through all this February greyness with its felt-like warmth.-Michael Rodham-Heaps-
