For Under Triple Suns, Jan Gleichmar‘s Disrupt finds itself abandoned far from home, heading through the upper atmosphere, stretching and randomly steering through the sparsely lit sky amidst the rumble and flash of multitudes of unseen objects.
There are distant hints of exotica in places, a fluttering marimba here or a touch of pan pipe there; but it is as if they have been banished, sent into the wilderness to make their own way home from an unknown place. There are unfamiliar sounds and industrial clatter, all with a strangeness that feels as if you are overhearing the dubbing of a noirish soundtrack.
There are subdued beats on some tracks with a slow ambient drift underpinned by some chattering IDM vibe. The feel of space travel brings to mind an update of the sort of wild ideas that artists had in the 1950s of how music might sound in the far future. It is as if Disrupt has discovered that secret and is beaming it to us now. The little snippets of distant detail are important as well, scattered throughout he album like space dust or asteroid debris, tiny glimmers of light that show up for a second then vanish on their long journey. Vague voices, as if heard in some waypoint somewhere, appear and flutter around the beats, the sounds of limitless space and the uncluttered vistas seen through space station windows.As the album draws to a close, there is something in the final drones that evoke that huge emptiness and a dawning realisation that this could be it, some harsh tones impressing upon you that there is no return and that you are adrift under those triple suns for good.
-Mr Olivetti-
