Loose, Cadkin

A souvenir from Brooklyn, on a day that began with us involuntarily attending the Super Bowl victory parade. A story for another time... Anyway, there were about ten of these sleeveless orange-labeled orphans in the stacks that day but this one called out to me with its mysterious titles and complete absence of information. In the lingua franca of library music "celestial panorama" and "indefinite phase" can only mean electronics. (Actually that's not always true so be careful.) In this case things worked out; the record features some very nice electro-acoustic abstractions for dream sequences or floating off into the ether. Lots of fiddling around with percussion and strange overlapping melodic phrases. In a weird way it is sitting well with some more recent hypnagogic stuff that I am listening to. You will want to go straight to side B, unless you need a 6 second fanfare to convey that something really surprising has happened at the end of a scene. here