A trailing flute wafts a seducing melody infrathin – the 1st track “Oriens” is an interstellar jungle book, setting the tone and style carrying over to the 2nd track “Rumble” but on changed stages. A ronin behemoth rumbling through the barren veldt. A stoic march, rattling zaps of energetic noise swashing out of its portruding harness. All across the sky flashing darts of lightning bleeps brighten serene choirs of melting ozone layers, the atmosphere swells as space slowly folds vast a conical super-structure of iridescent metal shimmering heat pulsating waves of gaseous sough and astral projection:
A soft screaming comes across the sky. It has happened before, but there is nothing to compare it to now.
Koichi Shimizu is a peculiar case. A sound engineer and composer born in Japan, studied in New York City and based in Bangkok. His scope outranges the usual radar, spanning film, installations, concerts, music production – In Apichatpong Weerasthakul's film “Syndromes and a Century”, for which Shimizu did the sound design, there is a particular passage called “Black Hole”:
A disgressive, hypnotic camera journey capturing still lifes of the film's scenes accompanied by an eerie ambient sound field. The passage ends with a close-up on the black hole of the ventilation pipe at a hospital's construction area swallowing up white fog into the void; imagine you're falling through a soft Riemann-hymen within a tunneling crystalline chrysalis. Thundering thumps and a chanting moose's vibrant voice are cracking the nacreous walls, triggering showers of sharp bleeping needle-slivers, trickling drops, hissing dust, hazy organic flashes, soaring silver orbs and sweet humming sirens, guiding the sailor into a charybdic maelstrom.
Shimizu and his partner in crime sYn/Federico Nitti (among others things visual artist for Inner8 and Shapednoise) deliver with the EP’s 3rd track “FK” a phantasmagoric stream, ever falling ever morphing, changing without ceasing.
The track, recorded as an improvisation, manifests in intuitive knowledge. Intuition then consists in entering into the thing, rather than going around it from the outside, the concept of play, a strategy without finality, what might be called blind tactics, the unity of chance and necessity in calculations without end.
Think you're escaping and run into yourself. Longest way round is the shortest way home.