Artist
Label
Saele Valese
IVIC
Noton
/
2021
2LP
24.99
N+001 LP
Tip-On artwork
CD
19.99
N+001 CD
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Tracklist
1In Your Rosary 1
2In Your Rosary 2
3You Cannot See Me From Where I Look At Myself 1
4You Cannot See Me From Where I Look At Myself 2
5You Cannot See Me From Where I Look At Myself 3
6You Cannot See Me From Where I Look At Myself 4
7Horse The Color Of Rust 1
8Horse The Color Of Rust 2
9Horse The Color Of Rust 3
10Horse The Color Of Rust 4
11Kept In The Night By The Light Of The Moon

In ‘IVIC’, his debut LP, Saele Valese, distills hauntological noise, droning tonal experiments and minimalist rhythms into a series of electro-acoustic-wave ventures written over five years in Berlin, Saas-Fee and Thun.

Drawing influences from the psychoacoustic properties of the live album format, IVIC’s 11 tracks were mixed and recorded live on DAT cassettes and through DAW experimentation, without the possibility to revise the final recordings. Valese adopted this approach to conceptually propose reconciliations between the irreversibility of the past, and acceptance of its residuals in the present. The track titles themselves follow this pathos, citing the works of the American photographer Francesca Woodman and the poet Sylvia Plath. The inclusion of passages incorporating live sonics and throes of industrialismnso, ton.info contributes to the images of gravity, intimacy and spatiality that the music presented here invokes.

In keeping with this imagery, the music possesses a dilated, shuffling rhythmic base, much like the firm traversal of a tanker against a storm of jangling components, and still moments of gloomy sonics alternating with more ravenous upheavals of power electronics.

If the track divisions do not pass by unheeded, they are consistently assembled to sonically accompaign the emotional charges and momentum of an imaginary cinematic experience; the beats caves in for instants of relief, only to recoil in a cognated tempo but rearranged structurally. In another gesture of cogitated stride, the portentous waves of the record progressively rage into a turmoil in its third quarter during 'Horse The Color Of Rust'. The album reaches its closure fluctuating through microtonal oscillations to slowly eclipse into silence.