Although recorded in London and Poland, his mind seems to be somewhere in Nirvana with visions of gamelan bells dancing in his head.
A gruesome name for such an uplifting talent, but then again so is the label’s. Robbie Jenkins is a post-graduate student in sound art whose music goes round and round in mainly mesmerizing circles. Although recorded in London and Poland, his mind seems to be somewhere in Nirvana with visions of gamelan bells dancing in his head. The opening, title track, guitar and electronics, is the refracted ray of a prism captured as a wind chime in a light, constant breeze. It sounds something like the life force itself embodied. “Untitled” is a brooding, circular mediation on the piano, between whose keys wispy djinn slip in and out. The third panel in this triptych is “Piotrkowska,” in which Jenkins claws at an electric guitar with the same relaxed, circle motion, until an annoying grinding is carried in on deep, dark wave pulse. After a while you realize that this particular experiment isn’t really going anywhere, but that’s alright, because you’re just moments away from hitting the button and putting the transcendent “Goma” on infinite repeat.
Goma is available on Must Die. [Release page]
