Mètis

There is a lot of preamble to this for those similarly linguistically impaired so I think I will stick to my experimental hypothesese!) And, that almost seems to literally be the essence that ultimately wins it over for me. This is wonderful noise to get lost in and very literally, lose any ability to keep track of the apparent metamorphosing that sometimes seems as if it doesn't actually change, though you know that it does. If that is intentional, that's quite a nifty trick. Or, on the other hand I could have completely lost the plot. But either way, it's still there in all its paradoxical glory and splendour. If by happenstance, good shot. And I'm still on the first track, and I feel like I'm having brain surgery. Something I find absolutely terrifying in a way but a little too curious about.

That, luckily can happen in a more subtle, subliminal way, and I mentioned in my last review about attaining pleasurable synaptical structures. It's about how we feel our way around life (on track two now) and sometimes that can be faithfully re-enacted, or simply reactivated in a very basic physical way. Like that perfect chord arrangement stuff and algorithmically created music, two other distinct artists I've encountered of the latter were literally bipolar in terms of expression and reception. One seemed very dull, whilst the other totally the opposite (I will try and work out what the difference was, but they both professed to using similar, if not the same techniques).

I'll avoid my semiosis but again I'm talking essence here rather than a pathological pop layout. This is stuff that will adorn our future array hopefully and educate us further in terms of self development. Have an actual point to it, even if it's simply to put you in the mood for self-analysis, it's purposeful and potentially beneficial. Simply put, good mood food in a way, though perhaps for a strangely selected audience, although I think if given a certain exposure could be part of a general formation I would love to see take form, in terms of avantgarde music. What a wonderful transformation for culture perhaps when we need solidarity of the good souls in the world to get together and form some sort of coalition. Music equals power equals life.

Perhaps there's too much desperation now in places, where such things are too subtle, because a lifestyle is more of a trauma than a leisurely night writing reviews for very interesting music. Music is an international language, if it can be affective and effective, how fantastic is that. Liking it, or loving it (which I actually happen to do, very much so) is great too, but I like to see patterns in life as a whole and this is my current medium for prophesying the fate of mankind. Sorry Jamendo but I cannot talk technically but as a listener, and the music provokes me, along with other variables admittedly but mostly the music at the moment, i.e. less distraction.

And here's where I bite my tail. This music seems to have put me in a state of mind to create my own preamble. Now, wouldn't it be a massive coincidence that by listening to this great music, that I have anticipated or picked up, without even going through the text itself, any essence at all in correlation with what the artist has written. Any one out there whose read this far and is bilingual AND would confirm or deny it. How many months of Sundays would that be in? Brilliant album. Thanks for sharing.