I was sent this album by mistake. When I mentioned it to the label they immediately sent out the record I ordered and only ask that I enjoy both records. It blew me away.
Much
like the artwork, the music contained in Perila's album is minimal.
Every note, tone, and sound on the record is allowed to completely decay
into nothingness before the next note is introduced. The effect is
oddly tranquil, yet has a gentle unease to it at the same time. Not too
dissimilar to the non-vocal tracks of Kenji Kawai's Ghost in the Shell
soundtrack.
One could argue that this is a collection of notes
and sounds rather than music. I would have to agree to a certain degree.
That said, the atmosphere and mood provided by 7.37/2.11 is a delicate
balance of calm and nervousness. Both of these exist at the same time
throughout the album.
This Story Doesn't Make Any Sense has a
beautiful female voice singing over slowly strummed guitar tones and
subtle feedback noises. The voice and the guitar are both so lazy and
calm they are in stark contrast to the ear piercing noises in the
background. Every song has something similar going on, and I love moment
of it.
I'm very grateful this album got sent to me by mistake. It has grown on me and become a unique entry into my collection.
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