From his early releases as Lusine onward, Jeff McIlwain’s electronic explorations make up one of the more diverse discographies of the past decade and a half. Effortlessly blurring the lines between techno, electro-pop and experimental composition, the Texas-raised/Seattle-based producer’s arrangements are meticulously constructed, but also filled with emotion and soul. With an introspective turn that’s hinted at in the record title, Lusine’s fourth album for Ghostly sees McIlwain diffusing the pop-leanings of 2013’s The Waiting Room with opaque, brush-stroked melodies washing over these new buoyant productions.
“I suppose the concept behind Sensorimotor pulls from a special kind of double meaning of the word,” McIlwain reveals. “The literal, to me, is the integration of your senses with actions, like with birds and how they move so fluidly in flocks. It’s just fascinating how their brains are able to comprehend such quick actions collectively at once.”
“The symbolic is a bit harder to put into words,” he adds. “I guess it’s just the concept of figuring out how much control you have over your artistic output—what types of restrictions you should place on it versus how much of it just involves instinct and intuitiveness.”
Indeed, Sensorimotor is a visceral album, with gorgeous opener “Canopy” slowly building into an empyrean cloud of music box chimes and an amorphous thrum. The following “Ticking Hands” is just as beguiling yet also more formed, with the processed melancholy vocals of McIlwain and his wife Sarah filtered into a chilling lament that unfolds over the song’s light skitters and Kraftwerkian pulse.
Lusine (also L'usine and Lusine ICL) is the stage name of Jeff McIlwain, an ambient/IDM musician. Originally a Texas native, McIlwain now resides in Seattle. In 1998, he attended California Institute of the Arts to study 20th century electronic music and sound design for music and film. Soon after, he met Shad Scott and put out a self-titled release with Isophlux. According to Andy Kellman of AllMusic, "While there might be other producers who are more accomplished at making idyllic downtempo, or placid IDM, or abstract hip-hop, or haunting ambient techno, or blipping/skipping minimal house, few—if any—are capable of covering all of that ground with such sharp consistency on one disc." Lusine is Armenian for moon. Lusine is also a common name in Armenia. L'usine is French for the factory.
ResponderEliminarFrom his early releases as Lusine onward, Jeff McIlwain’s electronic explorations make up one of the more diverse discographies of the past decade and a half. Effortlessly blurring the lines between techno, electro-pop and experimental composition, the Texas-raised/Seattle-based producer’s arrangements are meticulously constructed, but also filled with emotion and soul. With an introspective turn that’s hinted at in the record title, Lusine’s fourth album for Ghostly sees McIlwain diffusing the pop-leanings of 2013’s The Waiting Room with opaque, brush-stroked melodies washing over these new buoyant productions.
“I suppose the concept behind Sensorimotor pulls from a special kind of double meaning of the word,” McIlwain reveals. “The literal, to me, is the integration of your senses with actions, like with birds and how they move so fluidly in flocks. It’s just fascinating how their brains are able to comprehend such quick actions collectively at once.”
“The symbolic is a bit harder to put into words,” he adds. “I guess it’s just the concept of figuring out how much control you have over your artistic output—what types of restrictions you should place on it versus how much of it just involves instinct and intuitiveness.”
Indeed, Sensorimotor is a visceral album, with gorgeous opener “Canopy” slowly building into an empyrean cloud of music box chimes and an amorphous thrum. The following “Ticking Hands” is just as beguiling yet also more formed, with the processed melancholy vocals of McIlwain and his wife Sarah filtered into a chilling lament that unfolds over the song’s light skitters and Kraftwerkian pulse.
I wish that I was just a cloud
ResponderEliminarIn the sky, above the land
I wish that I was just a cloud
Take less shape and disappear
I wish that I was just a cloud
In the sky, above the land
I wish that I was just a cloud
Take less shape and disappear
I wish that I was just a cloud
In the sky, above the land
I wish that I was just a cloud
Take less shape and disappear
I wish that I was just a cloud
In the sky, above the land
I wish that I was just a cloud
Take less shape and disappear
I wish that I was just a cloud
In the sky, above the land
I wish that I was just a cloud
Take less shape and disappear
I wish that I was just a cloud
In the sky, above the land
I wish that I was just a cloud
Take less shape and disappear
Lusine (also L'usine and Lusine ICL) is the stage name of Jeff McIlwain, an ambient/IDM musician. Originally a Texas native, McIlwain now resides in Seattle. In 1998, he attended California Institute of the Arts to study 20th century electronic music and sound design for music and film. Soon after, he met Shad Scott and put out a self-titled release with Isophlux.
ResponderEliminarAccording to Andy Kellman of AllMusic,
"While there might be other producers who are more accomplished at making idyllic downtempo, or placid IDM, or abstract hip-hop, or haunting ambient techno, or blipping/skipping minimal house, few—if any—are capable of covering all of that ground with such sharp consistency on one disc."
Lusine is Armenian for moon. Lusine is also a common name in Armenia. L'usine is French for the factory.
ResponderEliminarOjalá fuera solo una nube
En el cielo, sobre la tierra
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
Tomar menos forma y desaparecer
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
En el cielo, sobre la tierra
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
Tomar menos forma y desaparecer
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
En el cielo, sobre la tierra
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
Tomar menos forma y desaparecer
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
En el cielo, sobre la tierra
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
Tomar menos forma y desaparecer
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
En el cielo, sobre la tierra
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
Tomar menos forma y desaparecer
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
En el cielo, sobre la tierra
Ojalá fuera solo una nube
Tomar menos forma y desaparecer