Targo’s work here filters past us with the gentlest of pushes. For me, it’s all we really want from this, SIMULACRA, to be grazed by the shoulder whilst passing through a crowd. It does that for me. For a brief span I’m exposed to a bottomless warmth, and then left. Sporadic and subtle melodies keep us enthused, simultaneously giving the old two fingers to any pre-judgmental, moronic cries of 'duh, ambient is all the same'.
SIMULACRA by Riot Meadows
In general, SIMULACRA flirts with colder industrial sounds, but never really secludes itself away within that bracket. It feels bogged down with the weight and stress of an everyday working structure, but repeats the process of breaking free the shackles and eluding to much dizzier, playful territory. Opener Warm Trees draws us in with the promises of a hallucinogenic stretch. Its snug, druggy, drawn out rhythm leading us comfortably into the much steadier Everywhere Asphalt. In its entirety, SIMULACRA makes us feel at ease, and I for one am ok with that. Sold out @ the late great Purr Tapes. LB
