Tussen Ruimte (Space Between)

Si algien necesita sonidos espaciales de primera calidad que llame a Tussen Ruimte, es genial.

As has been suggested, right from the start the listener is saturated with a 'classic' space sound. The first track, Dying System, portrays a place where we are all party to the same focus of existence. However hard and valiantly we try as a race, our eggs, for the most part, are all in this one basket. As the track develops another classic sound emerges from the stellar detritus and transcends time as more than a linear flow, inasmuch as all that has existed and will, is simultaneously accessible from the point/wave that you currently occupy. Echoing shadows of a future lived before us. The track comes to a flowing end, as if space was subject to tidal motivation.

Tussen Ruimte Part 1, picks up the thematic gauntlet and carries it aloft. A testament to the transportability of this everlasting sound. However, far we progress, such musical endeavours will always reverberate in the mind of humans as being the epitome of our sonic interpretation of theoretical conceptions of space, as matter and anti-matter. I have always found it curious to note that some empiricists deny the existence of God, because we cannot see, and yet will steadfastly support a hypothetical existence on the subatomic level. Its testament being based on the perceived effect on its visible surroundings. Celestial space is replete with such curious configurations of dimensionality, and the best knowledge is left ultimately perhaps, to how we feel our way. Somewhat blindly maybe.

Having said that, there seems to be plenty of room in between the points of observation. Such parallelism is great fun in the realm of science fiction, so why not just sit back and enjoy it. Any attempt at analysis of the unknowable will, at the end of the day/night, founder in the limpid pools of anthropomorphic subjectivity. There's no escaping that elementary factor of our rather tepid consciousness. All things being relative, there is much to say about the quality, which is evident. The quantity as such being necessary to encapsulate a sense of the expanse of the subject matter (and anti-matter!). A mere drop in the ocean that is itself a drop in the ocean of the universal, ad infinitum.

Part 2 unfolds nicely, again utilising elements of music once heard and experienced, and necessarily a forerunner of what will remain exemplary in its field, albeit subject to electromagnetism. Even after the comparatively miniscule leap of forty years or so, there is still, and I suspect always will be, that strange attraction and ensuing accountability. It works, and it works well. It engenders just what it is intended to, whatever the year of production. Perhaps then, there is something more ubiquitous to be had from such sound scaping. Maybe the vein of golden ages has been tapped and this is a perspective of that end result of musical experimentation and exploration.

However, despite that, there is a endless appeal to such sonic manipulation, and I believe that part of its successfulness is down to its essentially delicate structure. Which is a sense is exactly what life is and where, as a listener, I am listening to it from, a subtle conglomeration of particle attraction. The music exites the electrons because it affords space, literally, for the imagination to stretch the membrane of consciousness in its own fashion, with its own inherent sagacity. That membrane being the most robust structure perhaps, that interferes with its own interpretation.

Then, I am perhaps suggesting that there is something archetypal in this manner of conceptual conveyance. The last track, an edited version, of Phatast, leaves me with the aftertaste of after all this provocation of deliberation, stating the obvious. Even so, that might be said of much music of any genre, in that it is all derivative. Such is life too, simply a rearrangement of what we already have experienced. Our ability to gain from such saturation of sound experience little more perhaps than a sense of levels of toleration being constantly fed with excess. Maybe so, but nonetheless, a good listen. If you care for 'space' music, you will love it, that is at least one certainty. Enjoy!-)