Listening, I want the big fat flakes to fall from these dense ambient envelopes and rippling contours. Yet like the snow, these flakes of sound don’t fall, they just hover over the listener with a sense of unknowing dread. Moody isn’t even the half of it.
Tag: Daniel Field
Kilometre Club :: Earnest Tub (Imaginary North)
So even though Kilometer Club is doing something new by making electronic ambience the length of something you would hear by the Minutemen or The Germs, it is still long enough at the album level to be considered long form. That’s the paradox: an epic odyssey taken in brief snapshots. There is something very earnest about this approach.