Nala Sinephro – Endlessness

If the terms and sentiments of love and peace have an official sound yet, I propose Nala Sinephro’s latest to be its edenic image. At every possible turn the album swells and swirls like pacific waves, conjuring occasional electronic sharpness to break up the otherwise breathless flow of calm. It is the sound of a desert in an 80s movie, peaceful yet showing the potential of a menace. There is a sweaty underline caressing every note, every new instrumental lick, every harmonic sway. I love how the album ramps the subtlety like it is the most sensitive TNT explosive known to man. I adore its gentle touches on the spiritual, as if divine sorcery were a commonplace occurrence. Within the modernist techno-religious leanings the album takes, the main thread oscillates between transcendental zen and a digital night-(mare/dream). Herein comes the album’s most daring proposition: what if beautiful, but 8-bit? And all horrifyingly in-the-now gorge ensue. Nala Sinephro makes this look easy. Her punks of jazz cohorts help the effort. We can only sit back and be transported to a technoutopian domed world of pure beauty and peace, where the airy weightlessness of our dreams is tangible and the future with all its possibilities is endless.

–someone