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With a minimum of activity, extended sonic strands softly flow Through the Void, simply radiating with slight pulsations. Lovely serenity fills Twilight Garden with just a hint of motion, though it's still a very tranquil setting; occasional bells and faint breezes are heard in this sweet-scented hideaway. An almost-still-life sound painting, From Behind the Shadows continues in a similar vein, with a few more-choral strands showing through the gleam.
For more than 11 minutes Soham wafts in an impenetrable droning fogbank from which mutedly wailing vocal streams (and perhaps processed bird sounds?) seem to emerge. Broken into three sections, The Fragrance of Eternal Roses (42:19) flatly surges forward with faint movements happening deep within the thrumming strands. Continually streaming, almost imperceptibly evolving drones are eventually infused with more-instrumental tones, keening with organ-like highs and belltone twinkles. Those influences decay into a darker period of rhythmic clatters and ominous-but-beautiful clouds. By the 30-minute mark, the piece is awash in a minor chaos, with fuzzy orchestral waves adding a certain cinematic presence and feelings of isolation. Everything smooooths out again into a warmly humming slur of sound, thinning toward its conclusion.
The synth-symphonic currents of Evening Afterglow (4:11) are underscored by deep, sinuously twisting chords. For a look at the colder and grittier side of Mathias Grassow, take a listen to the frozen otherworlds of True North (with Amir Baghiri).
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