Frail Gesture by ovïd

Boomkat review:

Primed to trigger intrigue with the ambient techno sleuths, Ovid’s debut arrives in a fine vein of contemporary atmospheric pursuits where the dancefloor is a distant but glowing memory and the bed is a raft for all night flight. For just shy of half an hour they furl a totally classic sound, yet one defined with a dewy, plasmic texture that feels like the edges of seminal ‘90s ambient and techno have been smudged and eroded to leave behind the essence of a style, all harmonic hues and submerged, grooving inference that feels like a nostalgic echo of the original thing that feels more appropriate to modern states of flux.

‘Somewhere I Have Never Traveled’ tenderly outlines his style with pillowy pads and a sloshing groove that feels like a more ephemeral adjunct to Automatisme’s ambient systems, before ‘Your Eyes Have Their Silence’ follows that line to slip below the surface into submerged dimensions recalling the systolic throb of Thule Records classics. ‘In Your Most Frail Gesture’ naturally extends into purist ambient pads, no beats, letting his melodies float in gauzy air like a beatless Signer bewt, while ‘I Cannot Touch’ returns to a sort of greyscale iridescence and brownian slosh that sends your bed/raft bobbing off on late night currents.

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