LP | 2017 | US | Original (Felte)
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Release:2017 / US – Original
Genre:Rock / Indie
We've all been there before: stuck in the wrong place at the right time. In Au.Ra's case,Tom Crandles and Tim Jenkins both walked to the wrong Sydney campus for a Tafeclass on audio engineering. Once they realized no one else was going to show up-- andthe fact that the right classroom was in another neighborhood--the future collaboratorswere forced to talk about their shared interests. As the conversation wore on,Crandles and Jenkins both realized they were at a crossroads musically. And since theyseemed to be on the same page sonically, the potential for a new project feltparticularly strong. Limitless even, so they started rehearsing to see where some improvsessions would lead. The duo didn't want to rush their first record, though. It took twoyears to wrap 2015's acclaimed Jane's Lament album, a prolonged creative process thatpaid off when several key outlets praised its heady hooks. The Guardian, for one, wrote,"After succumbing to the riptide pull of the opening track, 'Morning', you staysubmerged, sound-bathing in layers of sublime guitar tones and effects that evoke a bevyof shoegaze legends like Slowdive, Ride, and Pale Saints. Two years in the making, thegradual build of Jane's Lament paid off in its drowsy unhurried air." Au.Ra took a similarapproach with this year's Cultivations LP, embracing spontaneity on several vastlydifferent songs (see: the intricate, slow-moving guitars of "Dreamwork" and thedisjointed dance loops of "Blue Chip") and exploring the outer limits of experimentalpop elsewhere. That goes for everything from the shimmering keys and steelypercussion of "I Feel You" to the lush, melancholic melodies of "Set the Scene"-- tracksthat take cues from King Tubby's dub-wise delays and murky synth-pop. Not to mention"Nowhere," a humid number that channels such richly woven reference points as thesurreal '90s program Wild Palms and the artful duets of David Sylvian and RyuichiSakamoto. And to think it all sta rted with showing up to the wrong class. Fate moves inmysterious ways indeed.