While I’m readjusting to normal life after Sheffield, here’s a lovely piece of sublime profundity from Reedale Rise. Simon Kent, aka Mr Rise, is from Liverpool and early in his career produced some lovely pieces of deep electro and mid-nineties UK IDM-inspired goodness, like this. It’s one of those releases that I forgot I owned, and am obviously very glad I do. Saying the unsaid in such an eloquent, electronic way, it’s one of those tracks that sounds like the machines are in communion with themselves, producing a sophisticated language that no one really understands, while communicating with each other through melancholic, melodic vibes. A great one to open or close a set with. Or, should you so desire, to accompany for sitting in the library of Babel, surrounded by ancient tomes and sipping a strong, smoky Armagnac.
