Another loops-only date but what there is manages to be rather sweet with swooning lines interspersed with brittle needles of notes that prickle and tickle our earbuds. Beginning with little prods and jabs of sound, the loops slowly orbit each other before slowly coalescing into something that paradoxically continues to move yet is possessed with an eerie stillness. As the cycle of note-building begins anew, fresh colours, moods and perspectives gradually emerge presenting themselves for our consideration.
Although the following words were written about the work of the artist James Hugonin, they seem to apply to the music presented at Inroads: "With each series of brush strokes he works methodically over the painting in rhythmic arcs of individual colours. Multiple and inter-related groups of these marks, made from the wrist, are slowly developed over a period of months. Eventually, they coalesce, revealing waves of tonal modulations, so intricate and delicate that they seem constantly to shift and hover."
Although the following words were written about the work of the artist James Hugonin, they seem to apply to the music presented at Inroads: "With each series of brush strokes he works methodically over the painting in rhythmic arcs of individual colours. Multiple and inter-related groups of these marks, made from the wrist, are slowly developed over a period of months. Eventually, they coalesce, revealing waves of tonal modulations, so intricate and delicate that they seem constantly to shift and hover."
