A mesmeric piece of many layers to delight by Stephan Eicher.

A powerful start. A vibrating atmosphere, emotional, almost romantic, melody of synths that introduce us to a madder word where rules are challenged, only to remind us to not take things too seriously, for there is no precept able to avoid the trial of the subjective. Percussions as the prologue to the architecture of the nonsense, of veils and elements, sounds, melodies, voices, that sneak here and there. There is no rest, we’re gifted by the charm of insomnia and eternal wakefulness.