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One of electronic music's most unlikely figures and dogged survivors, Moby has once again found a new audience, when his 1995 track, When it's Cold I'd Like to Die was featured on Stranger Things. Future Quiet also features reworks from his previous album, stripped down to sparse piano and strings, in an attempt to create a space of peace and refuge.
20 years after he was first labelled as folktronica, Four Tet's collaboration with folk guitarist, William Tyler, could ironically match that description. With expansive and gentle soundscapes populated by acoustic guitar and Kieran Hebden's electronic sculptures.
Usually releasing a blend of glitch, IDM and various urban styles under her own name, Whatever the Weather is an outlet for Loraine James’ more ambient leaning work.
Supposedly inspired by sounds Richard James heard while lucid dreaming, Selected Ambient Works 2 is both dreamlike and nightmarish, at times serene, lush and pleasant to listen to, at others, creepy, menacing and unsettling.
Richard D James' full-length debut - a classic of electronic music, whose influence is still felt to this day.
This week I have been listening to Entangled Routes by Pye Corner Audio, Quivering in Time by Eris Drew, Methodrone by The Brian Jonestown Massacre and Make Me Know You Sweet by Pendant.
Nicolas Jaar's work as Darkside pulls off the feat of being deeply moody yet catchy, combining extended psychedelic grooves, richly detailed atmospherics and unexpected earworms.
Together in Static is Avery’s document from a strange time and feels like a neat encapsulation of the feelings – hope, uncertainty, anticipation - shared by everyone looking forward to experiencing their next live music experience.
Using deceptively simple elements - piano, guitar, synths and the occasional angelic vocal sample, John Beltran has done a majestic job on The Season Series of channeling the beauty and fragility of nature, as well as capturing its state of constant flux.
Andy Stott's music is defined by the ever-present feeling of friction, the rub of needles bouncing into the red zone on a bank of dials. But this is tempered by a languid sensuality.
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