Making a choice among artists who create ambient music veering into modern classical is becoming harder by the day. It is becoming hard sifting through hours of music and finding the ones that don’t end up into a musical wallpaper territory, the ones that keep up in both quality and emotional intensity.
That list is quite rarified these days, but you can easily add Southend-on-Sea visual artist and musician Adrian Lane and his latest album Their Ghosts and Ours to it.
Lane, who has been releasing music since 2013 on various independent labels, is among those who combine acoustic sources with electronic/computer-generated embellishments, something that has been done a lot these days.
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Throughout 2024, the Swedish duo Club 8 released a single a month, then gathered them up on an enchanting record titled A Year with Club 8. The idea was such a good one that they did the same thing in 2025.
This time the resulting album was titled Seasonal Echoes and it finds them walking a similar path of warmly melancholic indie pop spiced with the occasional burst of noise pop and a wistful ballad or two. This is the kind of music Johan Angergård and Karolina Komstedt were seemingly born to make, and it should heat the hearts of pop lovers both vintage and newly minted to hear them still making music this sweetly real. As always, Angergård constructs perfect pop miniatures for Komstedt’s lilting voice;…
Syd dePalma’s Paris is dreamlike. Echoes abound, sculpting recognizable rock, folk, and pop stylings into imaginative new shapes. As he plays with light and shadow, the borders between fantasy and reality blur. The familiar soars. An eerie melancholy fills even the most straightforward of dePalma’s melodies, a desperation buried deep in the foundation of every line he sings. The lyrics are uncanny, the sounds constantly shifting. Only two years out from debut, El Lugar de Arder, Paris is a ferocious next step for dePalma, one that radiates surreal energy.
Vivid imagery abounds: of body parts, desire, tears, the sky, the ground, the city, the country. As lead singer on almost all tracks, dePalma makes for a compelling guide to his uncanny world.
Although James Opstad first recorded on double bass at Eastcote Studios, London, in September 2006, on an album entitled Interpretations (2006) credited to a drummer named Jon Opstad, James Opstad did not release an album under his own name until Drift (2025).
In the intervening years, the bassist had played or recorded with Apartment House — for instance, he played on the title track of O, Zomer (2018) by Cassandra Miller — with saxophonist Joe Wright in the duo called duck-rabbit, and in the quartet Jack Davies’ Flea Circus.
On Drift, which was recorded by Simon Reynell in London and Birmingham from 2020 to 2024, a selection of musicians played five Opstad compositions, ranging in…
London’s Led Bib were a quintet for 22 years. During that time, they established a well-founded reputation as architects of the rather short-lived anarchic jazz movement. Keyboardist Toby McLaren was a founding member and a co-architect of the band’s sound. He left after 2017’s Umbrella Weather and was temporarily replaced by Elliott Galvin on 2019’s It’s Morning. Following a tour, drummer Mark Holub, bassist Liran Donin, and saxophonists Pete Grogan and Chris Williams, decided to tour as a four-piece. It proved difficult. Led Bib returned to Cuneiform for Hotel Pupik. It was written for quartet and plays to the group’s strengths as composers (tunes were written by three members) improvisers, arrangers, and gifted, instinctive instrumentalists.
Since leaving Dutch band The Ex, GW Sok – real name Jos Kleij – has spent the last two decades channelling his muse through various projects. His dry wit and often caustic worldview can be heard in collaborations with Oiseaux-Tempête, Lukas Simonis, and King Champion Sounds, to name a handful. The GW in his stage name stands for geitenwollen, and here geitenwollen sok, or sokken (‘goats wool socks’) are the Dutch equivalent of the hair shirt, or the socks with sandals brigade. An implied morality Sok has been happy to subvert this past forty-odd years.
Sok’s new collaboration, Sopa Boba, with dramaturg Jean Vangeebergen and musician Pavel Tchikov, is something else again. In the project’s record, That Moment, Sok narrates…
Given the fact that Matteo Pagamici and Michael Künstle have already composed for TV and film, it’s no surprise that their debut album is cinematic. The bonus is a 92-piece orchestra, which makes every piece sound like a film trailer or theme.
Together, the tracks form a “Musical Travel Diary,” excerpts of which are found in the accompanying book; each is accompanied by a photo and a brief essay.
This being said, one may wish to make their own associations, especially in the opener, “Abstract 2.0.” The tone is Jurassic Park, widescreen large, bursting when the drums and brass advance. Inspired by the overstimulation of a big city, the piece also promises adventure and teems with possibility. In this world, anything…
Imagine you were a collector of folk songs in 1970s Kyiv, a student at the Conservatory, and a member of the Leninist Youth League (obligatory if you wanted easier access to higher ed). Coming back from weekend expeditions to rural villages, you would deposit your field recordings in the archive, but not before you edited them — excising references to gods, Christian or otherwise, or songs too tragic for the Communist Party, which expected optimism from the folk. Composers in the Conservatory might draw from your collections and adapt them for the saccharine folklore ensembles sponsored by the Soviet state.
Imagine you wanted to sing like the women you heard in the village, with the full gritty materiality of your body, even though…
Tight and Loose is an artifact of a time before San Francisco became a bedroom community for the tech empires. Back in the late 1980s, it was still possible for people living there to work in record stores and other non-advancement enterprises to invest their time in creative endeavors that mocked the notion of redeeming values. World of Pooh was one such endeavor.
The band comprised Barbara Manning (voice, guitar, bass), Brandan Kearney (voice, guitar) and Jay Paget (drums). While it was considerably closer to conventional rock ’n’ roll than many of the other combos its members played in (Caroliner, Archipeligo Brewing Co., Glands of External Secretion), World of Pooh was no one’s ladder for pop success. Therein lies some of…
Buyers of the physical version of this album, which made classical best-seller charts in the summer of 2025, will get an explication of the contents, much of it from composer Hannah Kendall, that contains a good deal of language aimed at the ideological environment of Columbia University, where Kendall received a PhD; one hears of “creolised sites of connectivity” (not to mention “créolité”), “the Plantation Machine and its ongoing feedback loop system that continues today,” and more in this vein. The deployments of the instruments in Kendall’s compositions reflect these ideas and embody imagery associated with them (“The timbral qualities of the radio feedback and interference” in the opening shouting forever into the receiver, for example, “serve to emulate…
Though Leo Records has previously documented Quartet (London) 1985 (1988); Quartet (Birmingham) 1985 (1991); and Quartet (Coventry) 1985 (1993), Burning Ambulance Music is proud to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the tour with this set of previously unreleased recordings from Liverpool, Sheffield, Leicester, Bristol, Southampton, Leeds, and Huddersfield.
…With a brazen logic all its own, Quartet (England) 1985 is not, by any means or definition, for those whose algorithms prescribe soothing puppy and kitten videos or languorous spa music. Maniacal, undaunted, unflinching, Quartet (England) 1985 place the brave listener in the eye of the cacophonous tornado fury that was Anthony Braxton, pianist Marilyn Crispell, bassist…
There are possibly two key reasons why musicians take on other professional tasks – they need a number of personal channels to express their talents and ideas or, they simply need more money. Or both. Whatever is the case with Max Alper, who as a musician goes under Peretsky, he tries to express himself as a composer (and performer), as well as an educator (there he is La Meme Young), and technologist.
For the case in hand, his most recent album It Doesn’t Get Cold in October Anymore (and he’s got over 30 of those), he maybe can stick to music, as the one he makes works on a number of levels. While previously he spread his musical palette from noise, sound art, and free improvisation, this time around he decided to work…
There are few musical outfits whose music creates such a warm glow as instrumental super-trio Leveret. Accordionist Andy Cutting, concertina player (who also recorded this album), Rob Harbron, and violinist Sam Sweeney are at the top of the pile in each of their departments, and their work as Leveret has been consistently excellent through six albums and eleven years.
For Lost Measures, the band unearthed several old tunes and melodies that had lain dormant for many years and combined them with originals from Andy and Rob to result in eleven pieces of beautiful music showcasing the strengths of these musicians, both as individuals and as one of the best instrumental groups operating.
One of the most rewarding aspects of…
It’s not foregrounded, but as Strangest Feeling beds in after repeated listens it becomes clear that one of its core traits is The Pixies-originated quiet-loud, soft-hard dynamic which oozed into grunge. The second LP from the Irish-born, Sydney dwelling Bonnie Stewart isn’t a grunge album, but it has a kindred sensibility. Take third track “Bittersweet”. It has a My Bloody Valentine / Pale Saints haziness but as a verse gives way to the chorus – boom, an explosion. The voice is folky, lilting, the melodies honeyed. Yet Stewart likes offsetting this with flare-ups indicating that – presumably – she likes to give listeners a surprise.
Some of Strangest Feeling is less structured, more abstract. Opening track “Dragon” is diffuse, goth-ish, evoking the percussive aspects…
Every field recording is a virtual reality. Joshua Bonnetta understands that precept: The Canadian artist eschews “authentic” reproductions of any space, openly embracing subjectivity. “I abstract the sounds,” Bonnetta has said of his 2016 album Lago, “so that they would align more with my experience and the feeling of what I got from that place.” A personal perspective comes to the fore in his experimental documentaries, too. El Mar La Mar, his 2017 collaboration with director J.P. Sniadecki, placed oral histories alongside audio of the Sonoran desert, painting the U.S.-Mexico border as a landscape of trauma and bureaucratic racism. In 2020’s The Two Sights, he portrayed the epistemological reality of clairvoyant townspeople in the Outer Hebrides by eschewing…
Broadly speaking, shredders are the pro wrestlers of music, trafficking in overwrought drama but devoid of soul, the realm of finger-tappers, fretboard lubricators, and those prone to viewing music as a competitive brawl.
As such, the axe-slinger of conscience steers clear of shredding behavior, albeit every-so-often dexterously running the neck to tip listeners off that, you know, they “really know how to play.” But for the typical avant-string consumer, shredding is beyond the pale.
Which brings us to Cyrus Pireh‘s new Palilalia release Thank You, Guitar, his latest stab at “transcendental shred electric guitar music.”
…this album has many surprises to the somewhat untuned ear. ‘We Can’t All Be Alive at the Same…
