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Minusbaby

Электронная, Альбом, 8bit

Poster

01 Something Happened When You Were Born
02 A Large Part of Your Mind Sliced
03 Chilled Around for a Bit
04 And Was Borne Unto My Brain
05 A Few Years Later
06 Left
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The first time I listened to «Left» I was 6,000 feet above sea level being driven in a car navigating the winding roads of the Himalayas. The last time I listened to «Left» was a few minutes ago while watching some writers at the 5Pointz graffiti spot in Queens. Both times I was mentally transported to a place between those two extremes — the majestic and the everyday. Can something be both timeless and fresh? It can when the bass is the base and each snare truly ensnares.
Once again, minusbaby has shown us the proto‑urban; an audio space where an imaginary city is built in the mind's eye from the rawest materials and yet still seems to be polished and eternal. Please, enjoy, as I do, the reductive/constructive paradox which is minusbaby's perpetual rhythm machine and sip and nibble from one of the most inconspicuously nuanced suppers ever to disguise itself as a snack. Simplicity was never so deceptive.

01 Something Happened When You Were Born

02 A Large Part of Your Mind Sliced

03 Chilled Around for a Bit

04 And Was Borne Unto My Brain

05 A Few Years Later

06 Left

DOWNLOAD AS. ZIP

The first time I listened to «Left» I was 6,000 feet above sea level being driven in a car navigating the winding roads of the Himalayas. The last time I listened to «Left» was a few minutes ago while watching some writers at the 5Pointz graffiti spot in Queens. Both times I was mentally transported to a place between those two extremes — the majestic and the everyday. Can something be both timeless and fresh? It can when the bass is the base and each snare truly ensnares.

Once again, minusbaby has shown us the proto‑urban; an audio space where an imaginary city is built in the mind's eye from the rawest materials and yet still seems to be polished and eternal. Please, enjoy, as I do, the reductive/constructive paradox which is minusbaby's perpetual rhythm machine and sip and nibble from one of the most inconspicuously nuanced suppers ever to disguise itself as a snack. Simplicity was never so deceptive.