Review Summary: sp00kahauntas is in this muhfucka7 of 7 thought this review was well written
It's a somewhat funny thing when someone you personally know presents you with material that they've put a good deal of effort and time into. How does one go about approaching it? Do they stay honest to their judgment, diving into it like any other newly discovered work? Or do they cast off amounts of bias subconsciously (or perhaps knowingly) towards it out of respect and admiration? Most importantly, does this even matter
outside of their own thought? It's impossible to detect whether or not an individual's authenticity of their own enjoyment is genuine. So why do people care to bother in knowing so?
has struck me in such a strange manner that these questions don't need to be personally asked. Through unraveling and interpreting these sounds it's almost as if they've become my own. How Natch depicts the album art perfectly, thoughts of laying on a beach, eyes fixed on a blue sky with waves encompassing my entire body, visiting me every so often in an attempt to keep a perfect equilibrium between warmth and cold within myself from the sun and water. Hearing new and old friends playing games and holding conversation on a busy sidewalk behind me, closing my eyes and feeling my body lift off the ground into the sky itself then watching them from that distance in comfort, slowly becoming smaller as smaller in sight from where I left like a lost balloon. How Enter Andromeda initially gives a sense of something that once was good turning to evil, similar to the sounds presented when first entering The Great Deku in Ocarina of Time. It's mood greeting it's listener with instant desolation, then swarming in quickly with small parasites jumping from every direction insisting you to fall or give up and only showing a slight hint of hope within all of it's noise. How Momentum has this healing/lucid property to it, as if you're watching vibrant/glowing sea creatures jet around near the ocean's surface while sitting inside an air bubble next to a small fissure emitting heat for warmth and being transfixed entirely by all of it. And finally, how Euclid just drops you in the middle of the sky, and leaves you there floating to eventually choose in succumbing in agony to your own mental peril or venturing around and enjoying your last few moments in all of the sky's vastness and beauty.
Would it matter if upon asking the creator of these sounds what the original intent was? Would my perspective or stances on them instantly change? I doubt it. Regardless of what the initial purpose was of how this work was created this is what I have drawn from it and can say with utmost confidence I honestly enjoy. For these moments, this is my reason. And maybe that's why people care so much in bothering to know, it sits within an individual so comfortably and undoubtedly just when an individual's opinion is entirely faithful. People desire for others to reciprocate that new found trust in their reasoning because it brings along a great sense of self enjoyment. Coincidentally, my attempt at connecting to and understanding Our Naivety
; as individuals in this society constantly casting out judgment upon anything confronted has shown me just that.